Meeting and saying goodbye, returning to sail and leaving the sea are both the end of the joy of the past and the beginning of happiness in the future. Let's share some modern poems about graduation. Let's have a look! Modern Poetry of Graduation Departure 1
Graduation was originally the first threshold to be crossed in the journey of 2 years
Whether I left with tears or smiles
Life was originally a performance that was inseparable from sorrow and joy
And when the lights were on, I had to sing the most difficult scenes
That year, I carried my bags and walked into the mall in autumn and September
It was like yesterday when the freshmen arrived at their first class.
How come it's spring in the blink of an eye?
The cats in East Lake, who will never be separated, have grown four years old again.
The ginkgo in the college building has been green and yellow for four years.
It's better to start from today.
There is no need to complain about the small dormitory space.
There is no need to worry about the small study room.
But
There is no more you in the teacher's roster.
I can't find my drawer in the classroom anymore.
My roommates can't turn off the lights together and don't want to sleep and talk about everything.
I think from today on, although I will still open the window every morning to visit
there will still be the fragrance of jasmine in every summer
But what seems to be lost in the early morning campus
I am even more worried about the crowded streets in the future
In the yellow twilight. My young heart
will it still have the fragrance of jasmine
But I know
No matter how wronged you and I will be in the future,
Go back to agriculture and forestry and walk into the boulevard near the East Lake
Calm down and go home
My beloved you
Remember to wave your hand and remember the modern poem of this campus and our friendship
Graduation and parting forever 3. 2
After graduation
On the Qingqing campus
The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the sun sets in winter
On the shady playground
The sound of vigorous posture shouting and the madness on the eve of graduation
Who is watering the hope every day in the time of four seasons
Who is growing sturdily every year in the romantic poem
Witness your growth < Graffiti on the green text textbook
TA who accompanied you through the lush years
Brother who slept on your bunk at the same table, and the girls you chased together in those years
Flowers and applause that were harvested after persistent hard work
Once little beauties that drifted away
Little ambiguities that grew up with you vaguely
Wet `. In the flower season,
the ignorance and worry of growing up, the confusion of feelings,
the mixed feelings of graduation
the hesitation of youth
the wonderful fantasy herb garden
the sentimentality of shy girls
the perversity of frivolous teenagers
which is imprinted on the campus path. The friendship between teachers and students that has been baptized by years
the youth course from ignorance to maturity, from ignorance to reason, from shallowness to enrichment
the memories that are planted on campus and never grow up
the innocence that will never be forgotten in the years | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |
I don't want to think about that passage, but I remember the sad experience of youth with infinite aftertaste. 3
If I can live from the beginning,
I will try to make more mistakes.
I will relax and be flexible.
I'll be dumber than this trip.
there are few things that I can take seriously.
I will be crazy, and I will talk less about hygiene.
I will take more risks. I will travel more often.
I will climb more mountains, swim more rivers and watch more sunsets.
If I could do it all over again,
I would walk around, try everything and go into battle lightly.
If I can live all over again,
I will extend my barefoot time.
from early spring to late autumn.
I will ride more carousels,
I will pick more daisies. Modern Poetry of Graduation Parting 4
Graduation is an unfinished love poem
It's only at the moment of waving goodbye that I suddenly recall these years
At that time, the sky was always blue
The days always passed too slowly
You always said that graduation was in the foreseeable future
In a blink of an eye, we went our separate ways
, which was the beginning of our singing
. It's that we are walking
youth without regrets, silent years
we still have a young face
and a pair of smiling eyes with tears
that day, at dusk, snow began to float
sadness filled the hills. When youth is over
when years and beauty have become a sigh in the dust
I believe in the age of love
The song that I can't sing to you
will make me remember
the river of time flowing into the sea all my life. Finally, we parted ways.
No port stays forever.
There is a intersection where the phoenix blossoms in my mind.
There are my most cherished friends.
Maybe there are not many memorable things.
At least this memory is deep enough.
That laughter reminds me of my flowers.
They are quietly blooming for me in every corner of my life.
I thought I would stay with her forever. Beside
Today we have left in the vast sea of people
Fortunately, I have accompanied her to open
outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue
the evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountains
the horizon is far away, and the corner of the earth is half scattered
a pot of muddy wine is full of joy. Farewell to Meng Han tonight
Youth is like a running river
It's too late to say goodbye once it's gone
The figures of their respective careers are drifting away in a hurry
Where is the future ordinary
Who can give me an answer
Did my original wish come true
Now I have to pay homage to it
The days we walked together
are like a beam of light. Shine on each other's faces
Dear friends,
Today's farewell is Qian Shan Wanshui
But I want you to remember
Even though it's been years
Even though it's a sea of people
We will still see each other
Graduation is a whistle
We set sail from here
Hello, far away
Hello. Modern poem 5
You said
Let's write a letter
Don't let the clouds sleep at the bottom of the lake
Stand in front of the huge glass wall
The world
Behind me
The mirror image is noisy
Weeds are overgrown
Stir a cup of coffee
Autumn wind
Blow.
who is mumbling?
outside the ballroom
who misses the distance?
let's write a letter!
let the windows be broken in this world!
Let the cold wind run through thousands of buildings
Alarm the tree. Western jackdaw
A clear moon
Alarm the wind chimes in the city.
Send a snowy owl
Fly over a cherry grove
Let the long road grind up the superfluous words
Let the unexpected rain wash away the indiscriminate feelings
Let me use the calmest.