The most touching graduation poem recitation 0 1
In June, you came as promised.
Your gray clothes cover the sunset glow on the horizon.
This is a season of cherry blossoms.
The sky in June is sometimes clear and cloudy in Wan Li.
This is the time to wave goodbye.
What remains unchanged is that your smiling face with tears has passed away, and those clouds are light and windy.
This is an instant freeze-frame picture.
In September, this familiar campus must be busy again.
At this time three years ago, we set foot on this strange land with great expectation.
Open your backpack and spread out your new life before your eyes.
We of the same age, in the same campus, are experiencing similar growth.
In the alternation of the end point and the starting point,
Will the publicity of happiness in those memories evoke similar memories for you and me?
Since then,
Began the most glorious period of life, began the most conscious frivolous years.
Since then,
I began to understand the light of the subject, began to approach my dreams, and began to deal with life alone.
Since then, this story has been repeated between summer and autumn.
Just like a stage play with no ending, the plot has not changed, the scene has not changed, and the protagonist has become us.
Maybe, on graduation day, we will be like every day for three years.
Walk out of the school gate along the familiar route.
However, when we cross the threshold, we will no longer be a member here.
This time, we are not going to buy a box lunch, surf the Internet in a nearby Internet cafe, and go to class with sleepy eyes.
This time, we will take this place which has left me three years of youth seriously.
see you again
Do you remember? Unforgettable military training
The summer heat in September has not faded, and the scorching sun has not gradually extinguished, and the tense atmosphere has come.
In the face of heavy housework, maybe we have complained.
In the face of iron rules and discipline, maybe we protested.
In the face of the instructor's strict teaching, maybe we have grievances.
But when we play music in cool summer.
When we got the ranking in the final inspection.
Didn't you cheer?
Vaguely remember
Freshman life is orange.
Too many new lives, fresh and brilliant, warm and nervous.
The orange memory is full of strange fantasies.
Fantasize about walking on the tree-lined road after the rain and meeting beautiful girls on the road.
I didn't understand the distance between ideal and reality until my foot stepped into the threshold of university.
There is no rainy tree-lined road, and there is no way to meet beautiful girls
We are like this land, rich and colorful, but a little desolate.
However, tenacious life can always attract the attention of discovery, and dark clouds can't stop my yearning for the future.
So I look for hope from disappointment and identify the direction from confusion.
Sleepless is the last moment to get up early and run.
The endless steps of the liberal arts building,
What I missed was the crowded seats in the canteen, and what I missed was the bell for class at eight o'clock in the comprehensive building.
So we pursue satisfaction in ordinary life and find our own little happiness in quiet life.
I'm glad to catch up with the teacher and call the roll on the floor.
Luckily, I borrowed the last one from the library.
It was so exciting that I was almost late for class.
I am so happy to find my beloved on campus.
Freshman life is very busy, attending classes, eating and sleeping.
Vaguely remember
Sophomore life is green, and youth shows the vitality of life here.
It is as vigorous as long grass, and dreams are closer to reality.
We have long been used to the silence of the library when others are still fighting in the game.
At every sunrise and sunset, we begin to understand the university.
You tried your best on the football field, but you shed a man's first tear.
When I failed the first time, I begged the teacher for leniency, but I heard earnest words.
How much brotherhood and sisterhood did a sleeping party bring together?
How many times have you shown the honor of team spirit in a sports competition?
How many outstanding people have been shown in the debates again and again?
How much strong, affectionate, sad and joyful sweat has been soaked in the annual orientation meeting?
Sophomore, we are still running around the classroom, dormitory and library diligently.
We gained knowledge, courage, friendship and love.
Vaguely remember
Life in junior year is blue.
We calm down from the confusion and understand how far we are from the future.
And make a choice, promotion or job? Everything related to this decision is constantly changing.
There are fewer people taking courses, fewer people attending classes, and everyone is busy for their future;
The former student union and community officers have now become elders.
The noise around us gradually decreased, and life began to become quiet.
Today, I am walking on the road of institutions of higher learning, stroking the pulse of time.
The footsteps of the goddess of parting are near, slowly counting memories, and the past comes to mind.
Now, maybe tomorrow.
Close friends, brothers and sisters, a flower, a plant, a bee and a butterfly on campus.
Will leave us.
However, many years later, when you are free.
Do you think of your brothers and sisters who watched the flowers bloom with you?
When you succeed, will you remember that you were trained as an adult?
Lead you to a wonderful life on the university campus when you are white-haired.
Can you catch a spray in the ocean of friendship to reflect the rosy clouds recalling the past?
Are you leaving or not?
On the night of graduation dinner, I couldn't tell your smiling face from your tears.
Your warm palms are patting our shoulders among the flowers.
Sad as an old man over and over again, but pretending to wave smartly.
Farewell, today's distant journey, holding hands to see the moment of tears.
After all, I have to leave something else behind.
However, we are sad for leaving, but we won't cry.
We miss our alma mater, but we will not stop.
Because our dreams are brewing here and our wisdom is honed here.
Because here we have exercised our will and strengthened our confidence.
Because it inspires our enthusiasm and gives us a stage to show.
Because it enriches our minds and releases our youth.
Three 365s.
We will never forget the teacher, the gardener who worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget our friends and accompany our friendship day and night.
We will never forget the Political Department, which has given us a temple of knowledge and strength.
We will never forget Jining University, which will be the imprint of our life.
In June, we will travel far away and bid farewell to this beautiful era with deep attachment to the university and infinite expectation for the future.
In June, we will leave, with more than 1000 days and nights of precipitation, to accept the baptism of wind and rain.
Goodbye, my loveliest classmate.
Goodbye, dear teacher.
Goodbye, dearest alma mater.
The most touching graduation poem recitation 02
Elementary school. Graduation ceremony. I am fourteen years old. Graduated from junior high school. I am eighteen years old.
High school. Graduation ceremony. I am twenty-two years old.
University. Graduation ceremony. I am twenty-five years old.
Seventeen years of study and life, seventeen years of youth, seventeen years of parents' blood and sweat, and twenty-five years of expectation.
At the age of twenty-five, I will leave the paradise and live in another environment.
At the age of twenty-five, I will tell my father that I graduated, and I will bring you hope. I also told my mother that I am a man and I can earn money.
Twenty-five years old, I want to tell my future wife, please believe me, I will bring you happiness, although I have too much sadness.
Twenty-five years old, if I have children, I will tell him that time is too fast and the social rhythm is too fast. Only when you grow up healthily can you become a talent.
At the age of 25, I will tell my brother that I can stop asking you for money and you can cultivate your little niece and nephew with peace of mind. If I have the ability, I will certainly help you.
Twenty-five years old, I will tell my sister, hehe, I have never called you sister! In the future, I can do something for my parents. I'm not a child anymore.
At the age of 25, I will tell my friends that you should live a good life. There is no road longer than feet, and there is no mountain higher than people. Believe in yourself, and we will work together in the future.
When I am twenty-five, I will tell my college classmates. Don't laugh at how old I am, and don't laugh at me for graduating from college at the age of 25. I hope your future is bright and you will be promoted step by step. When you are rich, don't say we are rich as soon as we see you!
At the age of twenty-five, my college life is over. Tomorrow will be another world; Tomorrow, it will be a brand-new me; Tomorrow, please remember that we will join together and work together.
Twenty-five years old, goodbye to the girl I liked in college, goodbye to my drinking buddy, goodbye to my Ma You. Thank you for your too much support and help in life, thank you for your friendly help, and thank you for your concern and care!
The most touching graduation poem recitation 03
On this day in the midsummer of XX, we are really, really going to graduate.
A The future is like an erratic cloud in the sky, and we, from the day of graduation, have started a long journey of chasing clouds.
B Tomorrow will be fine, but the road may be bumpy. But in any case, we all have a precious memory, an unforgettable friendship and an unforgettable experience.
C graduation, like a big full stop, from then on, we bid farewell to a period of pure youth, a period of frivolous years, an era full of fantasy.
D these days before graduation, time passed like quicksand, seemingly long, but in fact it passed all the time; I want to save my hand, but the limited time has slipped through my fingers, graduation defense, farewell dinner, raising my hand to say goodbye, and going their separate ways.
A everything seems to be expected, and everything goes too helplessly. Every day, we will visit the campus again consciously or unconsciously to see what it looks like today and think about how it greeted us four years ago. After walking for four years, it seems that I have walked back to the starting point.
B suddenly felt that the classmates and friends around him for four years were much more kind and lovely than expected! At night under the starlight, everyone is gentle as the wind.
Let's take a look at the impressive boys' building opposite. At this time last year, there was smoke everywhere. The clothesline outside the window is full of white shirts falling from a dormitory.
D is playing the lawn with the brand of caring for flowers and plants, and I don't remember when I was trampled on a path by my brother who cut corners to draw water.
For boys, the girls' building along road A has almost become a forbidden area forever;
B Is the door of the study room in the library still open? There should be no one in the room where I struggled for several months during the postgraduate entrance examination.
C has always been grateful for those days when I worked hard. No matter what the result is, I have gained a lot.
Scene D is like gorgeous clip art, connected in series into a movie that is about to close, playing our happiness and sadness, recording our youth and past, and witnessing our friendship and love!
Before A came to this campus, the college life he imagined was white. Because the ivory tower is white, the whole life is like the light it reflects: pure and free.
? When B was a freshman, life was orange. Too many new lives come to me, fresh and bright, warm and nervous. I was very excited to meet a famous professor for the first time, curious to join a club for the first time, and nervous about the first exam.
C's senior two, life is green, youth grows at jointing stage, exuberant like a growing tree, and his dream is a little closer to reality. I began to get familiar with anything delicious on campus and often went to bbs.
When D was a junior, life turned blue. We calm down and understand how far we are from the future, so we make a choice: postgraduate entrance examination or work.
When A was in senior three, life became gloomy. We hesitate in various choices, everyone is busy, everything is like an unfinished poem, and we will say goodbye in a hurry when we start in a hurry.
But in that gray, there are memories shining. Those colorful years condensed into crystals,
In busy days, they are our capital and comfort.
A In July, just like when our seniors graduated last year, we packed our bags and shipped them out little by little. In this way, a few days later, the whole dormitory turned back into an empty building and became a symbol of infinite sadness.
B Memories also leave the campus and are kept in the inner box, which is our last romance and our treasure.
C I really don't want to say goodbye for the first time since July, because my nose is sour.
D But, on this day in the summer of XX, we are really, really going to graduate.
However, in the midsummer of XX, we are really, really going to graduate.
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