Dear teacher: Hello! I stood on the balcony, listening to the wind blowing by my ears. I wanted to look into the distance and see the primary school students laughing in the campus.

I can't help but think that I have walked out of this elementary school and started my junior high school life.

Primary school life, miss... Teacher: Don’t forget to take time out of your busy life to relax yourself and always keep a young and happy heart.

Teacher: The most precious thing in the world is the sincere teacher-student relationship, and deep remembrance, like a fragrant little flower blooming in the deep valley.

The wind is transparent, the rain is ticking, the clouds are flowing, the songs are free, love is sincere, the sky is eternal, and you are unforgettable.

Teacher: Do you remember the message you left for me?

This classmate record will be the shadow of my life. It sincerely records all my memorable things.

A beautiful life is a combination of opportunity and sweat, the crystallization of courage and wisdom.

Teacher: Six years of primary school is like a dream. When I wake up from the dream, I know how to cherish it and understand the need to say goodbye. When I wake up from the dream, I want to stay, but nothing will happen again. I just hope to leave again.

Into that beautiful dream.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, I bid farewell to my innocent childhood and began to move towards the flowering season full of countless reveries - the beautiful boyhood. The past six spring and autumn years will become my eternal memorial. Teacher: The water flows in a hurry, and the years rush by.

, only the love between teachers and students will last forever in our hearts.