Crying composition because of graduation

Lead: Looking at the students still frolicking and playing, a sour feeling comes to mind. I want to cry, as if I really want to cry! The following composition is compiled by me for everyone, crying because of graduation, hoping to help everyone!

Crying because of graduation-we will experience a lot in a colorful life. In this colorful world, there will also be many people or things that touch our heartstrings and make us emotional. In the ten years I have gone through, there are gains and losses, excitement and loneliness, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, decay and glory of the years and the passage of time. Many things are not absolute. You gain something, you lose something. No one will gain more than the loss, just as no one will gain for nothing. We have ushered in junior high school life, but at the same time we have deviated from the track of primary school life. Six years, six years, six years of laughter, six years of classmate friendship, six years of teacher-student friendship. This is where the dream ends, but it is also where our next dream begins. We once agreed not to cry when we graduated, but to face the next starting point with a smile and usher in a new tomorrow hand in hand.

However, no one would have thought that all of us had violated this agreement. All of us have left tears of emotion, regret and nostalgia, and no one can but be shocked and moved by it.

On graduation day, we watched many programs. Very happy, and no one would have thought that this would be a precursor to the storm. We had a good chat before graduation, and no one expected that this would be the focus of our six years together.

When the slides of Class Two, Grade Six appeared on the screen, we couldn't help it. Six years of dribs and drabs passed us by on the big screen, six years of laughter, the way students marched forward on the playground, and our play on the playground during sunny recess all made our eyes moist. Although there are tears in my eyes, my face is filled with a warm smile. This is our memory. That time, I cried.

Six years of memoirs have enriched my soul. I'll never forget my classmates' wonderful defense in ideological and moral class, witty remarks in Chinese class and heroic spirit in sports meeting.

I can't forget that time. I cried.

Six years of primary school quietly passed away because I cried for my graduation composition. These days, no matter whether the teacher or classmates mentioned the phrase "our primary school is about to graduate", my tears could not help rolling in my eyes. Looking back on the scene where teachers and classmates studied together in the past, everything seems to be yesterday, especially the sports activities are really fresh in my memory, and I will never forget the encouragement and help of teachers and classmates.

I remember once in physical education class in the fifth grade, the teacher asked us to do sit-ups. At first, I was a little scared, because after all, I had done it myself before and didn't do it well. I don't know what to do. Escape or face, this time I will be unlucky, show a joke to my classmates. The teacher will definitely say that I am so useless that I can't even do sit-ups in the fifth grade ... "Chen, it's your turn" I haven't recovered yet, and the teacher has come to me. I had to lie on the mat with my head down and my heart was pounding. "What should I do? Am I just showing jokes to my classmates? " I am in a state of anxiety. The teacher seemed to see my fear, so he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Chen yesterday doesn't mean today, you can do it!" " Come on! "Then the teacher standardized my movements," Come on, come on ... "The students shouted in unison. I still dare not do it. "Come on! ""don't be afraid! " "What are you afraid of? "Inspired by one sentence after another, I unconsciously forgot my fear, gritted my teeth, crossed my hands behind my head, bent my knees into a triangle together, pressed my waist and hands hard, and my elbow touched my knee and suddenly bounced like a cloud." Success! Success! "I finally succeeded in doing the first sit-up in my life.

Although I only insisted on doing more than a dozen this time, some teachers and classmates gave me a source of confidence. I'm not afraid of sit-ups anymore. I believe I will make faster progress! Leaving now is a heartfelt reluctance. I can't bear to leave everything here. I can't bear to part with my teacher, my classmates, my alma mater ... I can't help crying when I think about it. At this time, I made up my mind to turn my tears into motivation, repay the teachers' education with my own practical actions, and thank my classmates for their encouragement and help ... The seeds of gratitude have already been deeply buried in my heart.

Crying because of graduation; Three years passed in a hurry, and flowers blossomed and fell. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Blink of an eye, six years of primary school life will be over, quietly, over. Looking back, the scene where you and I are together only blames that time is too stingy to leave us more happy time.

After six years' journey, we walked hard and happily. After six years of life, we have lived a full and beautiful life. We shed tears, but with laughter. We walked on thorns, but we smelled the flowers in Wan Li. Six years, thousands of days and nights, thank you for accompanying me.

The teacher once said: "The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold." Today's glory is created by teachers. Teachers have been working hard for us. With hard sweat, selfless dedication and several nights' efforts, we have achieved countless gratifying results, the wall of awards and the test paper with full marks. Why not be a witness to the teacher's hard work? Soon, we will graduate. Let's say to all the teachers who have taught us: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " "

Fate makes us walk under the same sky, we chase together, grow together and laugh together ... countless carnival days, countless heart-to-heart nights, countless gorgeous and simple moments ... We create together, experience together and watch everything we have passed together ... In the familiar campus, it gradually becomes an eternal memory.

Students, before graduation, let's keep in mind the teacher's ardent expectations for all our students. Now, we stand at the crossroads of time, reviewing the past and looking forward to the future. Graduation is the parting of ways, even if it is far apart. Graduation is a classic moment to hold hands. Graduation is the solemn beginning when everything is not over. Graduation is a profound moment, and nothing has gone by.

Goodbye, the mottled blackboard every day; Goodbye, broom in the corner; Goodbye, I have used this desk and chair for six years; Goodbye, sweat on the playground ... goodbye, our time together these years; Goodbye, youth is with you; Goodbye, class! Take your dream and move on. Tears are not the answer, but struggle is the choice. There is only a past that cannot be returned, and there is no tomorrow that cannot be reached!

In those years, the primary school life we dreamed of and feared together finally ended perfectly in the hot summer.