In life, work and study, many people have been exposed to some classic poems. In form, poetry is not based on sentences, but on behavior, and its branches are mainly based on rhythm, not meaning. So have you really understood poetry? The following are the classic poems (selected 10) I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

Classic poem recited after graduation in grade six 1 "I will always love you-a poem dedicated to my alma mater".

Hang your name on your chest every day.

I can feel your great love.

You will always be my forest.

I am a small seed.

My thoughts germinate in your care.

Every time I look up at you,

Your shoulders are like a wooden house.

Including blue sky and white clouds

I once imagined that we could stand together forever.

All the beautiful mornings and nights

Wake up silently at your feet and then go to sleep.

until today

I grow into a moving tree.

Relive the love you gave me.

I want to be like you.

In the storm of years

Stand in the corner of life at will

Form a green shadow

Dedicate, pay, get old, be a teacher, be honest, and write poems.

Send you a bunch of flowers.

Express our respect for you;

Send you a touching song,

Bring you a little sweetness.

Teacher-you have worked hard,

You took us through the storm,

It was you who fed us with the nutrition of knowledge.

But never ask for anything in return.

It was you who answered all the difficult questions for us.

You told us:

When encountering difficulties,

Don't give up easily

Since then, in our lives,

Always full of joy.

A lot less trouble,

Added a fortitude.

Another harvest autumn,

You still have a marker in your hand.

Painted a beautiful blueprint,

Peaches and plums that nourish the motherland.

It's midnight, and you're still preparing your lessons carefully.

In your sleep, you are still savoring our success.

We are flowers in full bloom in spring,

You played a wonderful melody for us.

You are a diligent gardener,

We will remember your words.

Take every step of your life,

Friendly, bodybuilding, realistic and enterprising!

The classic poem 2 "See you after graduation" recited in the sixth grade graduation.

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 your smiling face with tears, and what passes away is those clouds and light winds.

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.

Follow the familiar route and walk out of the school gate.

However, when we cross the threshold, we will no longer be a member here.

This time, we didn't buy a box lunch, surf the Internet in a nearby Internet cafe, or go to class with sleepy eyes.

This time, we will take this place which has left me three years of youth seriously.

Say goodbye.

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.

However, when we were singing in the cool Sumerplay.

When we got the ranking in the final inspection.

Didn't you cheer? 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 fought hard 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.

Once back to the sleeping party, how much brotherhood it has condensed.

How much team spirit and class honor did the sports competition show?

Debates have been held again and again, and the results show that they are more or less outstanding, young and promising.

The annual orientation party is saturated with deep affection, mixed with sadness and joy.

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, and they are near again. Count the memories slowly, and the past comes to mind.

Now, maybe tomorrow.

Intimate friends, brothers and sisters, a flower and a grass on campus, a bee and a butterfly.

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 beautiful university campus when you are white-haired.

Can you catch a spray in the ocean of friendship and describe 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.

In the flower room, your warm palm patted our shoulders.

Over and over again, I feel sad like an old man, but I pretend to wave my hand smartly.

Say goodbye to today, embark on a distant journey and watch the moment of tears hand in hand.

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 it exercises our will and strengthens 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 classic poem 3 "Goodbye" recited after graduation in the sixth grade.

Don't want to look back,

It was an ignorant childhood,

Education hinders people's active thinking,

Restrict human space activities,

Thus losing natural excavation.

This is not a complaint or a criticism.

Looking back is just a memory,

Remember the time

Innocent simplicity

Too bad we can't start all over again.

But I thank you from the bottom of my heart,

Raise me to my current vision,

Enrich the realm of thinking mode.

Unwilling to look back,

Because there are too many farewells,

Too much sadness,

Another year of graduation,

Leave again at this time,

Leave one by one,

Although goodbye is so far away,

I can only say goodbye.

Friendship,

Share joys and sorrows,

Only in this way can we appreciate the deep friendship and affection between brothers.

It's not easy to walk all the way,

I had to bury it in my heart,

Cherish it.

Eighteen years of studying in the sea,

Diploma.

Without too much,

You don't need too much,

I just hope you cherish it,

I've been with you.

Although we pursue different goals,

But we want to achieve the same effect.

Unwilling to look back,

Because there is still tomorrow,

I just hope you have a good time there,

Don't want to be sad.

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan,

I am here,

I have to say goodbye to you.

The classic poem 4 "Meeting" recited after graduation in the sixth grade.

If life never met.

We may be drowned in

In this bustling and noisy city

What impressed me most was.

In this world.

And a group of people like you.

Let me dream.

In this world.

Only you give me the deepest aftertaste.

Only you will make me ecstatic.

You are kind.

You work hard.

You are very brave

You are very beautiful.

Although far apart,

But I still think about you all the time.

If life never met.

I won't.

Deeply realize that

What do you mean far away?

What do you mean nearby?

remote

be close/near at hand

However, it is quite different.

Just because we're all meant to be.

If life never met.

I won't.

I care about you in the distance.

I have a deep desire.

May you be happy every day.

My feelings are very strong.

My question is pure.

I miss you deeply.

If life never met.

I won't.

Have such good habits

Collect your laughter

Your feelings

Everything about you.

Is the most precious thing in my heart.

If life never met.

I wouldn't have experienced it deeply.

Loneliness and sadness

I often have a strange feeling.

Sleep with tears in your eyes every night

I woke up with a big smile on my face.

If life never met.

I am not deeply aware of this.

Miss you far away

Too sad.

And so sweet and happy.

If life never met.

I won't take it.

Someone's dream

And work hard for this dream.

Follow your inner track

Go on unswervingly

If life never met.

I can't understand a person's thoughts.

It's unforgettable.

Changes in tearful life

Infinite confusion

Because I saw you.

Let my life

Think it's more meaningful

If life never met.

I won't go the same way as you.

Synchronize with you

Life is full of obstacles, so I won't cross it with you.

If life never met.

I am still me.

You or you?

Just missed us.

Blood-stained life scenery

A colorful adventure

Seeing you is my life.

The most glorious thing.

How many times have I looked back in my last life?

Only to meet in this life.

Buddhist master said

Looking back 500 times.

Only to meet in this life.

Since we met in this life,

We should cherish it.

The classic poem 5 "Dear Alma Mater" recited after graduation in the sixth grade.

The south wind blows gently, and time always flies by.

Today, we stand here,

Instead of singing that touching and sad eulogy,

Don't let your lips tremble again,

Today, we stand here, standing on the threshold of graduation,

Looking back on a warm time of six years in primary school,

Let's start a journey of gratitude for our hearts together.

Looking forward to a beautiful life together for three years in junior high school.

Embark on our new life journey together.

Alma mater,

We are the eternal green space in your vast garden,

Is the white sail swaying in your warm river,

Is a red leaf on your solid trunk,

Is a pure blue sky in your vast sky.

I spent six years,

Feel your 50 years of vicissitudes,

Read your 50 years of glory. In your arms,

In your shade,

Every moment exudes the fragrance of memory.

Thanks to this land of hope, we accepted our young footprints and sprouted our initial enlightenment.

Thanks to my alma mater for building a broad stage and laying a bright future for us.

Who led us into the palace of human civilization?

Who supports our hope of progress?

Who is it, persuasion and indoctrination?

Who is it, unknown and diligent?

Is our teacher, our honorable guide.

You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle;

You are not a writer, but you make the chapter of life last forever.

You are not a sculptor, but you have shaped our souls.

You are not a painter, but you have painted the most beautiful picture for us. ...

Thank you, dear teacher,

Your careful reminder makes me feel like a spring breeze.

Your kind eyes make me feel warm.

Your warm smile redoubled my courage.

With your strong support, let me rise up and move forward.

The classic poem 6 "On the occasion of graduation" recited in the sixth grade graduation.

The sanitation truck is still roaring outside the window.

The restlessness of the past has returned to calm.

Access through a window

I see green trees and bushes.

Silent morning

Birds foraging no longer chirp into the dormitory.

Is the person gone or the room empty?

The whole world only has the rotation of the fan blades.

Colorful paper cranes are floating in the wind.

Witness the aging of this time.

The shuttle between the two rooms is still familiar.

The noise of the past has changed its tone.

Sigh at the door

Only there is no one everywhere.

Gyae got a nalui ohu.

Tired people don't want to sleep.

Is the cloud far or the sky wide?

My eyes are full of lonely summer.

The window is bright and clean, and there is no figure.

Air-dried These four seasons are different.

Memory accumulation quasi-rainbow

Four seasons are like dreams.

The difference between distance and distance

Xiang yue yi Chu

Regardless of the tassels of the years

The classic poem 7 "There was a time when it was called a primary school" recited after graduation from the sixth grade.

Six years is not long.

We haven't learned to do our homework neatly yet.

Graduated in an instant.

I became a little teacher correcting students' homework.

Five years is not short.

Thousands of days and nights

It's heavy in the basket.

I'm afraid it's much higher than the desk.

The expansion time is getting longer and longer.

An experience

There is a place called Alma Mater in Yuanye.

It was Yuan Ye in spring.

Yuan Ye in autumn.

We take root and sprout in spring.

We head and blossom in autumn.

Lang Lang's Book Sound

sound of rain

And jointing and cracking.

It constitutes the most wonderful movement in Yuanye.

There is a forest called teacher.

Poplar is very tall.

Buttonwood trees are deep.

Ginkgo tree is selfless

Magnolia is kind.

Through dawn and dusk

We met school leaders, old teachers,

Young teachers and female teachers

The head teacher is coming towards us.

Along with them are

A touch of green

A ray of eyes

There are a group of ugly ducklings called classmates.

Three years of cold window

Maybe it didn't make a white swan.

But the ugly duckling has really grown up.

Although it didn't fly into the sky, it was a blockbuster.

But we saw the ugly duckling clearly.

Soaring under the blue sky.

There is a kind of relationship that is hard to break, also called classmates.

There is an unforgettable feeling, so I still call my classmates.

When we first met,

It is a noun.

Talking about it feels like

Abstract, hazy, careless

Even light.

This is unbearable lightness.

At graduation

It is a verb.

Secret burial

Quietly accumulate

Slowly brew

When moved and lonely

This is an adjective.

A person can't help crying quietly.

Still smile and think about it and regret it.

When we get together,

I prefer it as an adverb of degree.

Tonight, let it be 20 years

Precipitation, accumulation, patience.

Spend endlessly.

Free release.

The classic poem 8 "We graduated" recited in the sixth grade graduation.

Holding a red book in his hand.

We graduated

Not a child anymore.

The evening breeze caresses your Liu Haier.

Innocent eyes

Imagine our happy future.

Two people, one home.

Walking by the sea with the breeze.

Baby, wait for me.

About a year later,

We received a red love book.

will never fade

Even if our hair is pale

We graduated

Not a child anymore.

Will not be at a loss about the passage of time.

Baby, I want to give you a future.

With you, with me, with our love.

We have grown up.

You can make your own decisions.

No one can stop us.

If you break your shoes, you must go to our house.

An era is over.

Enter another era

Graduation certificate

You are so cute.

Yes, it's over.

When I kiss your cheek affectionately

Two crystal tears fall from your eyes.

You didn't say a word.

Look at this red book.

Graduation certificate

We graduated

It's over.

Whether the flowers bloom or fall.

Go to Qiu Lai in spring.

Even if I am afraid of illness and death, I will not contact again. ...

Classic poem 9 "To Graduation" was recited when I graduated in the sixth grade.

How many feelings have fallen,

Beauty is easy to get old, but years are easy to die.

How many people around me sigh,

Just reminiscing about the past and lingering.

Sigh, I've never been drunk alone in the moonlight,

Never crossed the bridge,

Never danced high in the building,

Never thought about it at night.

Maybe once at night,

I don't know if I'm in the picture,

Mountains and green water in the distance are also dotted.

In the picture, the wind is blowing in the forest.

What's wrong with playing with the wind and frost once,

Someone has finally revealed the harm of the past,

Past life music, world music,

You and I have also worked with court merchants.

Someone will leave in three months,

She bent down to look at the grass on the stone steps.

Tell me about the red, yellow and purple flowers,

Let me know sadness.

Maybe she will come back next year,

Touch the grass and enjoy the color.

I must have enjoyed this nostalgic feeling at that time,

I just don't know if anyone will be around.

The classic poem recited in the sixth grade graduation 10 "Graduation".

Today is still a day,

Run to their respective tomorrows.

No one can replace you,

And those youthful years.

We worked hand in hand along the way,

Write poems of dreams with sweat and tears,

Laughter and glory are exchanged for an oath.

Always remember each other's destiny,

We graduated,

We should pursue our dreams bravely and confidently,

Because we remember our promise.

Graduated,

We agreed to be strong and not shed tears.

But I finally cried.