关于毕业的英语作文8篇

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　　Article one: graduation

It's another year of graduation. Next year, the familiar classroom, the familiar table and chair, the familiar ringtone, the familiar laughter, but there is no familiar to you. I have to sigh, the time goes so fast, five years of time is fleeting. You have just come to school, and I'm still looking. Today, my kids, you're going to graduate, and you're going to start a new life. For five years, every one of you has grown up in my heart. It is a great honor for the teacher to accompany you through this important journey of life. For five years, the teacher's praise or criticism is all for you to be more progressive and better. The teacher just hopes that you can have good habits in this life, have good training, and have the ability to meet new challenges.

We have been together to enjoy the beautiful flowers; we have been together a beautiful fantasy season, junior high school graduates. Classmate, classmate, don't forget the days we have passed together. We have had a calm, a heated debate, and a silent competition. We close our shoulders, hold our hands, have a common ideal, and make a common voice. Whatever it is, or lost, everything will be kept in the deepest memory of my memory.

Four hope of spring, we planted four; four golden autumn, we harvested four times; once we received the four fire tempered the summer and four winter tests, please don't forget the flavor, full of sound and colour.

Four years passed, the old dream, filled with peals of laughter, don't waved sigh, do think that flowers, courage, don't forget to hand the surprise news.

Remember my first graduating student sent to me WeChat: "teacher, your greatest achievement is not having students as doctors or doctorate, but allowing us to remember you and like you after many years." I hope that after many years, when you remember the time of primary school, you can sigh from the bottom of your heart: "I remember my primary school teacher, I miss her a little."

This is my greatest relief! My children, on the day of separation, I hope that each one of you can be thankful, conscientious and diligent to treat all of you, and be a filial piety and kindhearted person. I hope you can learn to work and face your life bravely. I come here for you, cheering for you. I believe you will be able to sail the sail, bless you all the life of peace and smooth sailing!

　　Article two: graduation

I don't know if you feel the same when I graduated, we still keep in touch now, with the passage of time, watching my friends gradually left, once students have begun to Gebendongxi, the number of us began to decrease, sometimes a sentence of not, perhaps new friends in the new in the environment, a new circle of friends, and gradually no longer before contacting friends, anything just very few good friends, good friends start into a stranger.

Sometimes, some people don't need to say goodbye, had left; sometimes, some things do not speak or understand; sometimes, some does not go to grow; those people, those things, those roads, only those, just at that time, the past is always looked at the sky alone, who agreed not to separate the friend is not in the familiar stranger, turn around, quiet quiet, left left, strange to those good friends once, most are not related. I said, "be a good friend forever". Do you remember that too many friends have lost their self? They always abandon themselves on the deserted island and heal themselves. Not to show too much sorrow, so quiet and always look at the phone, looking at the names of the familiar names in the address book, and the inexplicable memories of some people. Instead of calling him or her to send messages, he didn't want to break the silence. When he saw QQ, he saw his classmates and friends just greeting. Some friends ignored it, but silently missed those encouraging and caring friends. Although I left it, I still thank you, though I still miss it. Once inspired by the mind, once accompanied by the years to remember the warmth of you. I will always remember that you may be my silence, which makes us strange. Maybe my leaving makes us strange. Maybe my silence makes us no longer contact. Maybe, those maybe just because I...

But I was a stubborn child, love you. You leave, will only make me more silent, only let me miss you more because of you, so I wish you happiness. I don't know if you will think of me...

I may have forgotten all the time, and hope to be able to get together with all the 6 (1) friends in my life, even if it is only one day.

　　Article three: graduation

Do you ask me that I will cry when I graduate? I cried because there was an unforgettable story, an unforgettable plot, an unforgettable protagonist, an unforgettable language, and an unforgettable emotion.

Meeting！ I cried because I wanted to rely on the school, to rely on the playground, to rely on the classroom, and to rely on some people on the desk.

Meeting！ I cry, because I used here, accustomed to fresh and comfortable campus, spacious and comfortable of the football field, big stairs, habit, nothing something shouted by the school, teachers and students complain the moment, habits, and teachers and classmates, noisy and something dispute long accustomed to, and teachers and students in the same classroom, sitting in the same chair, looked out the window like the blue sky, like clouds, like breathing fresh air, because I was accustomed to everything here!

Meeting！ I cry because everything is very profound here, in the classroom, on the walls, on the desk, on the black side, all engraved on our memory. I cry, because here is our familiar taste in summer, we have not so happy, the sun, we smile, the shade for our comfort and ease, the faint breeze, faint light coolness, blowing our memories, because here is filled with happiness!

Meeting！ I cry, because here is my study of the 6 semester, innocent and carefree day, elves and eccentric hardships and hard work of the second, third, and Be There Or Be Square teacher, classmates, papers, sorrow, because there is hidden a lot of emotion I ah! Meeting。 I cry because we will remember everything here. It's because we can't give up everything here! Because we are familiar with everything here! It's because we can't forget everything here! It is the origin of our song of youth. It is the starting point for our educating people to go to the society. It's our new start! This is the home we build together! This is the atmosphere we create together! This is like the dead childhood! A long lost smile is worth everything worth being cherished.

Meeting！ I cry, because at the time of the flood, learn to cherish, learn to love, learn to have learned to struggle, grow, harvest happiness, harvest happiness, harvest touched, harvest growth......

Meeting！ I will cry! To the moment of graduation! I'm going to cry like a child!

　　Article four: graduation

Time flies, three years of junior high school career is about to end. Look back on the road that I have gone through, thinking of the future, the ideal of "green" in my heart, can it really be realized? But i......

At the beginning of the first three years, the first three of the life is both tense and busy, from early to late, busy. The first three is a year of grey, there is no sunshine in the third day, only the smoke is filled, we can only play a good play in such a battlefield.

The morning, only 5 points, the clock began to desperately call "lazybones, get up, lazybones, get up......" It sounded in the ear again and again! "Helplessness, three three"! After the school, a day of intense study began again, language, physics, mathematics - almost all kinds of things. The "bell" -- the second day evening study has been finished, I look at grade one and grade two students to school, they can go home, and we...... "Helplessness, three years old!" It is a lament.

It's not easy to finish the day. Today, just after the first lesson, I was led to the lab. by chemistry teacher, "today you are going to do it on your own, about sodium hydroxide and copper sulfate." The sound of the chemistry teacher's usual sound, look, the sound has just fallen, the students started the experiment. After the bell rang, we went into the classroom and prepared for the next math class. But occasionally, it will relax and relax. No, on the broad playground over there, some of the boys are playing a basketball game fiercely! So I have to say that the first three is full of interest!

In order to meet the upcoming senior high school entrance examination, everyone busy like ants on a hot pan, it is because of this, the competition between the students is becoming more and more fierce, more and more cruel, this is the so-called life challenges, the road full of thorns, in the face of a short time, facing the wall of parents in the face of a paper, facing a sharp piercing points, their burden not feel heavy, junior high school for three years, the key is on the line, three years of hard work, the results of three years, three years of effort is all for two words - Senior High School entrance examination.

In the past, a cold winter, cold fierce cold wind blows the delicate face, a hot summer, in the hot sun and the rain came to school, playing or over is only a few tens of meters day cannot be hard? The dream of the ideal, the dream of the olive, is what I hope, and what I expect.

"Life can have a few times, when do not beat when?" The life of junior high school has gone with the smoke, but the hopeful tomorrow will be more colorful and striving for it. Tomorrow will be better！

　　Article five: graduation

Time, like a spring, want sand, like air, quietly disappear. In a twinkling, six years have passed, and my primary school career is about to end.

I am reminded of the first day unable to part the mood, we stepped into the school, we have a very upset five mixed feelings, tears all shed separated from their parents. At that moment, I remember it all the time.

In six years, from our dear teacher, learn all kinds of knowledge, we are absolutely ignorant of from child, has now become a glib us. Time is very valuable to us. We don't have any extra time to play and play. Over and over, I memorize them again and again, firmly memorize them, recite an ancient prose, calculate one more topic, and have more than one English word. These are our pleasures, though hard, they are also enjoying themselves.

The intense study life made me feel that the students in grade six were not easy, but there was a pride that was about to succeed. I want to stop. I don't want to go into the middle of the middle school. I want to continue to immerse myself in the good times of primary school. But this is impossible. As time goes by, we will grow up gradually and enter the school gate. There may be unexpected happiness waiting for us.

Over the past six years, I think about the drops, and every time there are countless figures in my mind. From the first grade teachers to the present teachers, every teacher's appearance will appear in my heart. I will always remember them in my heart. Thank you, dear teacher.

I will not forget you from every classmate. Because of you, my primary school life will be colorful. Because I am so happy with you, because I have the goal of pursuing with you. The joy of childhood, the friendship of the same window, six years of companionship, let us own each other.

The last sprint stage is conceivable. Everywhere is the sound of reading, a test paper, a summary of the study, and a strong learning atmosphere around it. The students test scores kept race each other, be eager for a fight to refresh, all students in the final stage, with a fight.

I have to work hard, work hard, and try again. I want to repay my teachers with excellent results, and I want to draw a full end to my primary school career. May my dream come true.

　　Article six: graduation

Six years of time, fleeting, the campus camphor tree added six rings. Every ring is a colorful picture book, a record of the life of the school and the stories of the children. In the past six years, children are diligent in learning, actively exercising, boldly practicing and growing up healthily. The fascinating class, the four big festivals, the community of public welfare, the Taihu side of the citizens' practice... There was a shadow of their quest all over the place. More than 2000 unforgettable days, like a thick book, recorded the children's failure and success, tears and laughter, records of their striving footprints!

Pronto, six years of primary school career quietly away, 173 of the sixth grade graduates of Suzhou foreign language school ushered in an important day in life. At 1 p.m. in June 25th, the lecture hall of Suzhou foreign language school held a graduation ceremony of primary school. President Cao Lunhua and other leaders, and all the students in grade six and their parents attended the ceremony to witness the holy moment, witnessing the growth of their children.

The children, parents and teachers, all goosebumps, in the graduation time, accompanied by the melodious piano, a good time spent together, watching a recording of children six years experience of TV together. Six years of life is a colorful picture of the four major festivals is the most beautiful scenery in the. The reading section of scholarly and elegant campus, exquisite bookmarks, the confusion of the world in the book; recite, book is your best friend. The bilingualism is happy with English, English play, the wonderful performance will be a classic, Christmas party, happy smile decorate the colorful campus. Practice of innovation, science and technology section model modeling, small model excitation Kevin; knowledge contest, the winner who but myself. The art festival to decorate our life, chorus singing and smile wind; ink songs of youth and vigor flying around. The four major festivals have disguised the Soviet Union as a magnificent stage. In addition, the corridor layout for each side of the wall talking; extra-curricular activities and lessons into children's favorite; school sports will witness children indomitable spirit; Zhutibankuai exercise ability, show the style; Wenchuan earthquake, Xinsheng bazaar, children love and dedication; sunshine partners developed a strong will the captain; campaign to challenge themselves, to display their talent; spring and autumn, to embrace the natural, happy flying; "Chinese said" the boy reading of great momentum...... Over the past six years, along the way, children have been flourish outside the Soviet Union, learning knowledge and skills, knowing how to behave and feeling the joy and happiness of childhood. Parents have no doubt that Su outside, is truly the quality of education in the real place.

Upon graduation, teachers have many words to say to our children, the sixth grade group leader Wu reviewed left the children in the Soviet Union on the stage outside the wonderful, express our warmest congratulations and best wishes to the graduates, and brought all child care teachers grow a blessing. Speak kind words to warm the heart of a child. The white teacher, who can't attend the graduation ceremony today, has also given the children a blessing from far away.

　　Article seven: graduation

Memories are still in the hourglass, but the time is different, but I remember it.

Over the weekend, some friends to go shopping together, feel very happy, but the thought of graduation we will have a separate, heart sad and sad in the current, as drops of tears, then the phone rang and let me return to God, he rushed past the phone, pick up, I heard friends of complaints: "why don't you come, I'll wait for you until the flowers are gone, you give me quickly." I was full of apologetic way back: "ah, I forgot, let you wait so long, really too bad, I immediately." When my friend dropped a quick sentence, he hung up the phone. I looked at the time of the phone. Well, I was late for more than 10 minutes and ran out with my shoes.

To the city, and chat with friends for a while, it entered a boutique, friends said one of her classmates in primary school to birthday, do not know what, let me help with look at what to buy, I looked everywhere in the stationery area over there for a moment, then friends go over, asked me what I saw, I asked her you have not bought a Book of graduation, she said simply bought, primary school graduation buy. I didn't buy it, then I picked it up there, selected two books, friends did not say anything, also selected two, she said to send a student.

Back home, I took out my Yearbook, opened the first page is posted a graduation photo, then went to the graduation photo posted up, open the second page is to write the most beautiful memories, I remember the first "commitment" graduation day in our class to sing at the scene, we all began to shy, burst in the teacher encouraged to sing, I wrote "you is the most beautiful memories. The rest of the rest is to write the records of the students, hoping to have the opportunity to take it - the missing pieces of memory, to get back.

Around for a wave of another wave of people, the exquisite over time a little yellow classbook also cannot keep forgetting, and if miss each other, since goodbye, but remember each other, still warm. But I missed the graduation book, at least in the old time, it can arouse my sleeping memory.

"Graduation is like a windowpane. I wipe the piercing debris, and do not hide away from it. Look back, it is only a fragment of a place, a liquid of a place."

　　Article eight: graduation

Time is still so fast that you can't stay a little longer. So fast, go, come, put together the collective are apart, friendship inadvertently lost.

After graduation, I am so smart that I don't know. Simple, carefree, how can it be? Some beautiful words, they look extraordinarily eyesore. Pressure and distress are more and more, and homework has been pressed to get us out of breath. Thoughts like the dark sunset in the sky, to the beginning of the dark and the end of the light, in the heart, in the mind ripples the picture of childhood.

With a sigh, was swallowed by the darkness, or by candle light. Sitting and watching the candle shining and heating, I suddenly realized that the time had passed so fast that the candle began to melt its body and melt very fast, and soon it was too fast for me to catch up. Secretly in thinking, I have wasted much time, and in this process, I have lost a lot, we all come apart, sting, candle did not give me much warmth, but left bone Sao cold. "What is the money for the world" is just the feeling of immortality and the drop of salt water after the pain... The dust, flowers fall "in our class" into "your class", "class, they" know who your breath is how painful. Like a blade, I cut my heart deep to the pain, the wound is tired, I dare not light up, afraid to shine on the wound.

Remember, we were secretly singing in the classroom, unbridled laughter, the teacher looked at the dark face, not sensible snickered. The wanton like the madman, and the plain simplicity passed away in the time. Now... It's funny. Met, in order to pretend to smile and sometimes hot and sometimes cold, what in front of me, but did not use value, like strangers pass, in fact even a greeting, a smile, a greeting. My heart began to slowly cool, I can only smile and joke when I hide the red, who saw me, just think of my naive and optimistic, but never see my heart heart.

In the eyes, the glittering and translucent water is left indifferent, and the tears will remain. Only after loneliness can we understand the loneliness.

After the loss will understand the importance of treasure.

After the grief will not understand the passage of happiness.

The friendship is beginning to pass, and the time has gone away. We do not have a good grasp, left the eternal regret. Every day and night will come, but there are always a few people to light up the candlelight.