A little poem about graduating from primary school
Donghua in early summer, the campus is full of a breath. In the past, noisy cicadas would lower their voices. In the past, lively birds stood quietly in the treetops and inadvertently started a farewell party. I happened to find someone slightly drunk and in tears. Once time passed like a drop of water, now youth passes like a downpour. At this time, I suddenly realized that this fiery season is destined to leave the spring breeze. Everything in the world blows, summer rain drops on the lonely eaves, autumn leaves fall, endless thoughts, and winter snow falls, another year. We have sown the hope of spring four times, endured the tempering of fire and summer four times, harvested the miracle of autumn four times, and felt the warmth of winter four times, and roared in our ears for more than 1,400 days and nights. In this way, day after day, we have experienced four seasons, and it is hard to forget the curiosity of setting foot on campus for the first time. I shed sweat during the first military training and sobbed gently under the covers during the first freshman speech contest. Facing the topic of my university, there are thousands of words, but I don't know where to start. When I first joined the student union, I was very excited. I told myself to study hard for the first time, and I was very happy to get the scholarship for the first time. In countless firsts, we sent away the ignorant freshmen, but I couldn't forget the unfamiliarity after relocation, but because of a smile. The original strangers, you and me, condensed into the joy of becoming brother and sister for the first time, and we also had our own brother and sister. Romantic girls began to write their youth in their diaries, and honest boys began to play tricks on girls. Youth, dreams and love have become the unchanging themes of "Sleeping Party". Although the canteen is getting more and more crowded, the highlights of sophomore year are deeply remembered in the crowd, which makes it difficult for us to forget the teaching evaluation in October and opens our love for the school. In the early morning, it was the sound of the counselor knocking at the door, which woke me up from the bed; The once immature face has now become firm and clear, and the goal in my heart is becoming more and more firm and clear. There are more of us in the study room. Our footprints are everywhere in the library, whether it is postgraduate entrance examination, internship or GRE. In this year, we silently accumulated strength and forgot that the girls around us became beautiful overnight. The buddy across from me began to face the future in suits and ties all day. I was at a loss and kept refreshing my mailbox in front of my computer. I'm afraid of missing a job information. Unfortunately, I have to face the separation of my roommates who have just been busy. Please let me say sorry. I shouldn't have complained and lost my temper with you for four years, and those students who haven't spoken. Actually, I'm already familiar with your face. The time of senior three is fleeting. Take care, brothers and sisters! May happiness and happiness always accompany the people you and I pass by. I have long forgotten what happened. Four years passed in a hurry. That dreamlike era left us with too many heavy memories. What I will always remember is a precious memory, an unforgettable friendship and an unforgettable experience ... I remind you that I will never forget what you said to me, and I will cherish it forever. For us, memory is a leaf that never fades ... Goodbye! The wind in Songjiang is mixed with the smell of grass! Goodbye! The snow in Songjiang left my happy footprints! Goodbye! My dearest teacher! Today we graduated from the Ming Dynasty, and we have risen! Today we are proud of Donghua, and you are proud of our Ming Dynasty! Every time I step into the campus gate, I can see familiar faces every time. Six years, neither long nor short, campus life is always so happy! How many tests have we gone through? A naughty boy who is not sensible has grown up, matured and is sensible. We are sometimes depressed, sometimes lonely, sometimes sad, sometimes wronged, and finally happy. Meeting is fate, but meeting means separation, difficulty is tempering, and behind tempering is success. Friend! Classmate! Don't be sad, fate is reunion! Can be used as a reference, do not have to completely copy! Good luck! )