I want to say to the students who will graduate in one year.

The graduation bell is about to ring, and the whistle of the college entrance examination has already sounded. Under the ambivalence of reluctance and competition, which do you prefer? Although the college entrance examination is important, three years of classmates far exceed the intensity of crossing the wooden bridge with thousands of troops. The rest is that we will meet in the examination room tomorrow, and after this meeting, I don't know when to meet. The composition section of the study abroad network has prepared an article "We are about to graduate" for you, hoping to help you.

We are about to graduate from senior one.

Three years in high school slipped away like water. I still remember seeing my classmates on the first day of high school. I'm a little expecting and nervous. I will live with them for the next three years. We are classmates and competitors. Whether we can get into the university depends on competing with them. Originally full of fighting spirit, I will still give up on graduation day.

I still remember when I first entered school, everyone was not used to it. We are all too shy to talk to our classmates around liuxue86.com. But the school held many cultural activities. For example, poetry reading, karaoke, composition contest, math contest and so on. So we began to like our junior high school life. We are no longer shy.

Time old man always walks so fast, and in the blink of an eye, we entered the ninth grade. The pace of the ninth grade began to become hurried and heavy. We stopped laughing. On the contrary, we will only practice endlessly. ...

These days, we have more or less free time. As a result, there are some "things that should be left"! On the desk, it can be said that "the desk is full of classmates." Students write alumni records in different ways. Some of them are no longer short greetings, but start a long speech, not only remembering the past three years, but also imagining the future. This is enough to show that the students are reluctant to go. ...

Hong Kong writer Jimmy said: "In life, people keep leaving or entering. So, what you saw, you can't see, what you remember, you forget. In life, there are gains and losses. So, what you see is what you see; Forgot, remember. " Yes, three years of junior high school is the most profound part in my memory. Maybe with the passage of time, it will forget some things, but we will remember that it was the first step towards our youth, and it was a picturesque flower season. ...

We stand on the wave of youth, standing in the distance, we firmly believe that we have a bright future, as long as we can fight with our arms in this summer and bloom the most brilliant smiling face! Maybe there will be sadness of parting at that time, but there is no such thing as a banquet that must come to an end, so we will leave our junior high school life in our memory and become our most beautiful commemoration. ...

We are about to graduate from grade two.

At sports week, we cut a dash. It is heroic and magnificent, and our gestures are full of youthful vitality. Dancing the chorus in high school, encouraging in the 60-meter race, and uniting and cooperating in the relay race, our efforts have won the most beautiful victory, which is the fruit of friendship.

Physical education class, let's have fun. Laughing and cursing are full of fun, and our smiles are full of childhood anger. On the basketball court, you chase after me, sweating profusely during the 800-meter test, and complaining bitterly when sitting forward. Our laughter lingered on the playground. It was the sound of friendship.

In music class, we sing loudly. Incisively and vividly, the echo is loud and clear, and every sound we make is releasing our inner energy. A well-meaning smile when out of tune, sincere applause at the end of the song, novelty and surprise when learning style and playing piano, our song is full of joy, which is the melody of friendship.

That's it. We began to understand the true meaning of friendship in the fleeting sixth grade.

Thank you, alma mater! The graduation bell is about to ring, and we are about to part, but how can we forget your kindness! It is you who gave birth to my childhood, gave me a complete and happy beginning of life and gave me true friendship.

We are about to graduate from Grade Three.

It's been two years, and in a flash! Looking back on the past two years, this is the most unforgettable time in my life. During this time, sadness, joy, pressure, pain, fragility, excitement and so on all kinds of flavors roll in my heart, the hope of youth, the ruthlessness of years, the imprint of life ... all these will never come again, feeling, feeling, feeling. ...

Life is walking quietly. When we wake up, it is like yesterday's yellow flower withered, scattered, falling and fragmented in an eternal dream, but it will eventually be subverted forever in the long river of years and buried deep in historical memory by time. ...

In these two years, we can't forget the scenery when we graduated, beer, lawn, music, tears, rain, hugs, packing and farewell. I wish you a pleasant journey and a faint echo in our ears, and wish you to continue affectionately. It was the golden age of my life, and I said goodbye in a hurry. All my passion, regret, sadness, awakening and regret were left to a confused and hopeful tomorrow.

In the past two years, tree-lined paths and lotus ponds have often appeared in dreams. People always like to look forward and backward. If you have something, you don't cherish it. If you don't have it, you always want to catch something. But when you have one foot in this society, you may really cherish the study time in your heart like me, or you may think that the years in college will be the sweetest, happiest, simplest, most sincere, most authentic and unforgettable time in your life.

We are about to graduate from the fourth grade.

I will also enter the university and become a college student. Time made me bid farewell to my childhood middle school life. Many good friends will leave me, and I will inevitably feel a little lost, and I believe they are no exception. But this is inevitable. We can only face everything in front of us bravely and not be too sad.

In these nine years, we have experienced many setbacks and difficulties and spent many happy times together, so our feelings are deep and inseparable. A happy and beautiful childhood will be far away from us, and it will be replaced by a peak period of adolescence. Although it is not carefree, it is always happier than boring adults. Graduation is not exciting, but it makes people sad. The unfinished homework is coming, and the troubles are getting closer and closer to us. The study in junior high school will keep us awake all night. All this, without exception, is distressing. Losing friends and saying goodbye to childlike innocence has plunged us into the abyss, but graduation is not harmful, but it is also beneficial.

Middle school study only lays the foundation, not the scholar. And junior high school learning is the focus. The knowledge in primary school is pitiful and useless. Junior high school is a turning point in life. If you don't learn well, you will be shocked for life. Because junior high school has played a great role in your later life, if you can work hard, you will definitely have a bright future. To talk about the benefits of junior high school, of course, you can stand out from the crowd by studying hard! But if you want to succeed, you must pay, and it is impossible to succeed without paying.

I'm graduating! I'm graduating! We are eager to lose friends, bid farewell to childhood troubles and face graduation!

We are about to graduate from No.5 Middle School.

On that day, the beautiful first love was still there, and there were not many friends around. That day, that day seems to be everything.

I have been studying in Luzhou since I was a child, and I have never changed schools, so I can see rows of seniors and sisters taking pictures on the playground every day. It can be said that feelings are playing with people. Let's get together and let's go. Nothing lasts forever.

Blink of an eye but I prefer to admit that all the good things are in the past, because you think all the good things are lost by you.

In a blink of an eye that day, he became a recidivist with a criminal record.

On that day, I passed every classroom, and I could hear or see slogans such as "success in the senior high school entrance examination and success in life". I am a partial student in the eyes of teachers, so no teacher is willing to "cultivate" me into a "drag bottle". Some teachers even impose the weight of "bastard" on me, trying to tilt my thinking balance in the direction of leaving. However, I am lively and active by nature, and I often violate the school rules and class rules, which gives the teacher sufficient reasons and complete assurance to put me in an irrelevant position and cannot be shaken.

At that time, the school was divided into two factions, one advocated reading and learning, and the other advocated being crazy and happy. Obviously, I belong to the latter, so teachers have the opportunity to talk with parents on the phone until late at night, which makes the phone bill of parents soar to three digits and makes parents full of economic crisis as soon as they see or hear their names. However, parents and students are different. Teachers and parents are mostly very polite. You push and shove, gentle and gentle, reflecting the noble quality of teachers everywhere. Unless your child scratches the teacher's car parked at school, the consequences will be different.

People's hearts are like fortune telling, nine times out of ten you can't trust them. The teacher often talks about you in the local dialect and a large section of professional vocabulary he teaches, which makes you feel very ashamed. When your face sticks to the ground and you can't get rid of it, the teacher said, it won't happen again. Write a 3000-word review.

On that day, most of them were smiling faces, laughing, laughing and crying.

The age of our class is always counting down, which naturally becomes "garbage" in the eyes of teachers. But fortunately, we "garbage" will entertain ourselves more than teachers. We play different games every day. Teachers just need to report to their parents and move their mouths. The teacher thinks this is the work of a gentleman. However, it's hard to imagine how teachers can still talk cheerfully in the face of dozens of "happy rubbish" under the podium.

Be happy. I was really happy. I knew that I was living a poor life and couldn't climb the noble thoughts of the teacher. Forget it, you live your upper life and I live my lower life.

We walked away with a smile that day, and many people went to the Internet cafe to play the same game. I paid attention to the teachers' demeanor, and many people shook their heads and sighed. Maybe a few decades later, I accidentally boarded a Forbes China celebrity with a fortune of hundreds of billions. My teacher will think that he taught me well in those years, and whether I was one of those "drag bottles" in those years has long been mentioned.

On this day, there are few friends around who don't fall in love.

We are about to graduate from the sixth grade.

The last romantic graduation ceremony was like the finale of our high school career. I thought it was a ceremony after the college entrance examination, but it suddenly started more than 30 days before the college entrance examination. We seem to have grown up at once. Faced with this good news, we were caught off guard and wanted to keep it. We stretched out our hands, but only grasped the remaining 30 days and never slipped through our fingers again.

All of a sudden, even the banquet was said. Looking at the teachers and classmates, cheering, dreaming and laughing, everything seems to be expected, but before all this comes, there is too much helplessness. Time flies slowly and seems like a long river, but it has gone to our youth. In our youthful and frivolous years, the tension of the college entrance examination suddenly relaxed. Looking at the classmates around us, how lovely and gentle, when we raised our hands and left and went our separate ways, how much laughter we left between us was precipitated in the years.

Memories of the ceremony were filmed, and we saw our traces, everything left by our alma mater, how many people's memories were evoked by the heavy snow, how many cheers jumped in the ears of those pictures, and how many laughter rang out from those neglected past. However, a short film linked all our past together and formed a fixed picture. Teachers' words of encouragement, sentence by sentence, are simple but powerful, giving us more or less the strength to struggle forward.

We are taking an oath. We are taking an oath for the college entrance examination. Our voice goes through our faith, through the teacher's moving voice, and echoes in our memory.

Now, stand up and salute. Pay tribute to the country that gave us peace, to the parents who gave birth to us, and to the teachers who taught us. After the high school graduation ceremony.

We are about to graduate from the seventh grade.

It will soon be the graduation season every year. At this time, some people are happy and others are worried. I just heard that many couples will separate after graduation. At first, I didn't believe it, because I believed in human efforts. However, it seems that this is just a simple idea. I didn't know how wonderful my life at school was until I set foot on the society. Campus life is always so casual in the past, and three years feels very long. However, I didn't know until graduation that the original three years were so short and strange.

Three years is so short, is it empty to leave the dormitory and classroom where you have lived for three years? Do you want to get to know your classmates again? Do you want to hear all the teachers teach you again? Do you still want to go to the playground with your best friend? Do you want to start all over again? However, it is all over.

After leaving the campus where I have lived for three years, is there still a trace of feeling in my heart? When the bell rang, it was all over, and it was too late. I can only look at everyone's face carefully and remember everyone's face deeply in my heart.

At first, we were all children. Finally, we long to be angels. Folk songs hide the shadow of fairy tales. Where should our children fly? ...

We are about to graduate from the eighth grade.

Probably everyone has experienced such a scene: when the camera captures a photo of graduation photo, it means that you and your classmates who have spent six years are about to graduate. Everyone will leave the campus on which their childhood footprints depend, and the world where innocent laughter once played. At this time, maybe your heart is crying, and parting one by one makes your heart swell with pain. Graduation, a heavy verb, is rooted in our reluctance.

When I first entered this class, I cried in front of strangers for a long time. It was my classmate who took the initiative to chat with me. I don't know when I talked and laughed with them, nor when I liked this class, but it doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is that they spent six years with me. They accompanied me through every difficulty and setback, every success and failure. They gave me beautiful memories, so that I wouldn't have too much sadness and regret when I graduated.

Each of us has a different life, rich or poor, but we all have the same and sincere heart, and that is our friendship. There is a disabled person in our class, and her feet are inconvenient to walk. When filming graduation photo, the students took the initiative to carry her back. At that time, our classroom was on the fourth floor, carrying a person down the playground, it was difficult to talk! However, the students still took pains to hold her and walked to the playground with the profound friendship established in the past six years. The students were panting, but there was a smile on their lips. Students whose feet are inconvenient to walk are obviously moved. I saw her red eyes on the washed graduation photo, and seemed to touch the tears that twinkled slightly in the sun. Our friendship will not be forgotten because of graduation. Just like bright stars, each of them may moisten our hearts in the journey of life.

Now, after graduation, we say goodbye to each other. Start to enter a new campus life and continue to pursue your own ideals. Maybe after a few years, their appearance has changed, even I don't recognize them, but what remains unchanged is our six-year-old honed friendship and unforgettable memories.

Graduation is a heavy verb and an adverb. Let us remember it with a smile when we are lonely in the future!