最近,学校要新建两栋大楼,为了不影响我们的学习,校长决定让我们六年级搬到五中去上课。我慢慢地收拾着东西,回忆起在母校生活的点点滴滴。刚入学时的我,对什么都感兴趣,假山、蘑菇亭、冬青树,老师绘声绘色的讲课,一切都是那么的亲切,就连黑板上的声母都仿佛在向我招手。一转眼,五年过去了,就要离开这里的时候,我强忍着眼泪不让它流下来,但还是红了眼眶。 Recently, the school wants to build two new buildings, in order not to affect our study, the principals decided to let us in the fifth grade moved to class. I slowly pack up, recalling a bit of life in his alma mater. When I was just entering school, I was interested in everything. Rockery, mushroom booths, holly trees and teachers were vividly painted. Everything was so cordial. Even the initials on the blackboard seemed to wave to me. In a blink of an eye, five years later, when it is time to leave here, I put up with tears to keep it from flowing down, but still red eyes.