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Chapter 1: The Last Romance
Graduation is like a big period. From then on, we bid farewell to a period of pure youth, a period of frivolous years and an era full of fantasy.
These days before graduation, time passed like quicksand, seemingly long, but in fact it passed all the time; I wanted to stay, but as soon as I reached out, the limited time slipped through my fingers. After graduation defense, I ended the banquet and raised my hand to say goodbye. Everything seemed to be expected, and everything was too helpless.
Every day, whether consciously or unconsciously, we will visit the campus again, take a look at today's appearance and think about how it ushered in childishness four years ago. We have been walking for four years, and it seems that we have walked back to the starting point. Suddenly I feel that the friends around my classmates for four years are much more kind and lovely than we thought! At night under the starlight, everyone is gentle as the wind.
Take another look.
At this time last year, the boys' building, which was impressively opposite, was once filled with smoke;
The clothesline outside the window is covered with white shirts falling from a dormitory.
I don't remember when I was trampled on a path by my brothers who cut corners to draw water.
The girls' building on the roadside has almost become a forbidden area for boys;
Is the door of the study room in the comprehensive building still open? There should be no one in the room where I struggled for several months during the postgraduate entrance examination. I have always been grateful for those days of hard work. No matter what the result is, I have gained a lot.
Scenes are 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 coming to this campus, imagine that college life is white, because the ivory tower is white, and the whole life is like the light it refracts: pure and free.
When I was a freshman, I felt that life was orange. Too many new lives come to me, fresh and bright, warm and nervous. In the memory of orange, 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.
When I was a sophomore, my life was green, my youth was like a growing tree, and my dream was a little closer to reality. When I discussed this problem with my teacher, I saw a satisfied smile on his face. When talking with foreigners, give yourself a satisfactory score; I became familiar with anything delicious on campus and often stayed late on BBS.
When I was a junior, my life turned blue. We calmed down, understood how far we were from the future, and made a choice: to go abroad, take the postgraduate entrance examination, or work. Everything related to this decision may change, including our love. We are still young and have not experienced the storm.
The life of senior year is like a thin layer of gray, wandering among various choices. Everyone is busy and everything is like an unfinished poem. Start in a hurry and say goodbye in a hurry.
But in that gray, there are those colorful years, shining memories, condensed into crystals, which are the capital and comfort in our busy days.
In July, we packed our bags and shipped them out little by little, just like when we graduated from our senior year last year. In this way, a few days later, the whole dormitory turned back into an empty building, becoming a symbolic memory of infinite sadness and leaving the campus and collecting it in the inner box. This is our last romance and our treasure.
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. Tomorrow is beautiful, but the journey may be bumpy, but in any case, we all have a precious memory, an unforgettable friendship and an unforgettable experience.
Chapter 2: The place where dreams begin.
The day when Big Fat got his visa to the United States was the happiest day for him in two months.
He is one of my best friends, our four brothers, and my roommate, an old computer in college, with a big screen name; The second child is a handsome skinny monkey, and every party always attracts the attention of many girls; Gao Xiao ranks third among the four of us, but he is the tallest. He studies Chinese and likes to write prose. He doesn't talk much, but philosophical words always come out of his mouth. I seem to be a person with no characteristics except doing experiments.
When I was a freshman, I knew nothing. My boss is already busy buying little red books. There is a thick English dictionary on his bookshelf, which says: I will be in America in four years. He is the one who knows his goal best among us. Most other people, like me, are in a daze in class, doing experiments and writing papers. They are used to having enough to eat every day. Once nobody cares, it seems that something is missing.
We talk seriously about ideals. We all laughed when Fat said he wanted to be a scientist. He said that ten years ago, everyone wrote in their compositions: My ideal is to be a scientist or a teacher when I grow up. The thin monkey scrambled to say that at that time, he felt that the teacher was the biggest. If I can be a teacher in the future, I will have great dignity, and no child dares to bully me.
When I was young, I dreamed of becoming a scientist and a teacher. I took science in high school. Because I like the feeling of doing experiments, it seems that you can see and control every step of things. Besides, if you are wrong, you can live again. If only you could be as transparent as a test tube. Unfortunately, many times, we can't control our lives, so we like living in the laboratory more and more, simple and quiet.
When he first started looking for a job, the pencil necked looked at his resume and lamented that compared with others, he had little practical experience, perhaps because he spent too much time in love. However, he is still an excellent boy, so he went to a good Internet company after a series of interviews. Perhaps the time he spent with us in BBS helped him a lot.
Gao Xiao finally chose the career we dreamed of when we were children. He wants to be a teacher. Moreover, he is not in a busy city and has no decent salary. He applied to go to Qinghai, where there is a national volunteer teaching program. He said that he came from the countryside and knew how eager children in the mountains would be to know the outside world.
I left my graduate school early, which saved me the hard work of applying for going abroad, the busyness of finding a job, the hesitation of choosing, and many unforgettable memories.
Fat is the last of our four brothers to celebrate the success of the visa. At dinner, we can finally miss four years of life, every time we get drunk, and even every time we quarrel. I feel sore nose for the first time since July.
I really don't want to say goodbye, but on this day in the midsummer of 2005, we are really going to graduate. ......
Chapter 3: Don't cry, friends.
In July, in midsummer, ginkgo is still green, and the distress has gradually spread.
The last class is to say goodbye to the teacher; After finishing the last exam, it is to bid farewell to school; Passing the graduation thesis defense is to bid farewell to the student career. Then, I knew the date when a friend left, and began to say goodbye to friends, classmates, and many people I have been used to for four years.
Accustomed to dormitory life, accustomed to sleeping at night, accustomed to someone bringing clothes in when it rains, occasionally someone will pick it up when skipping classes, and taste two other people's dishes when eating, and several people use the same key to open the same door.
The day of parting is getting closer and closer, and the restaurants around the school are always crowded with all friends. Let's drink to the past days and feelings, and to the future separation and sadness.
Remember our self-introduction on the first day of school?
Remember our freshman cup basketball game?
Remember when we bought computers together and fought against terrorism day and night, StarCraft?
Remember Xiaohua's dream talk and the snoring of a madman?
Remember when we went shopping, drank, chatted and sang together?
Those absurd, funny, melancholy, flying, angry, happy and extremely happy times are gone forever, and I think there will be no such unscrupulous happiness in the future. I will carefully remember the appearance of each of you, remember that youthful face, because there are the best memories and eternal memories in my life.
Goodbye, wild people in the dormitory, the house we lived in will soon become our history, and all the memories will become yellow bookmarks in our minds as time goes by. I don't know what kind of scenery will suddenly remind us of the beginning of a poem: in the colorful handkerchief waving at you/whose hand suddenly retracts/tightly covers her eyes.
I bid farewell to the empty dormitory. I left. I closed the door quietly. Before nightfall, I bid farewell to four years of college life and left this land that left my youth and blood.
Chapter Four Farewell to My University
Today is the last day for graduates to leave school. These two days, the other three sisters also moved out one after another. Nowadays, the dormitory is empty and in a mess. All the things that people can't take or don't want to take are lying on the ground. I turned on the light and started the final finishing.
Freshman's scribbled notes, the rest of the manuscript of sophomore organization activities, the medicine that junior didn't finish, and the materials for senior postgraduate entrance examination. I can't remember whose phone number it is on the paper. A pile of English books seems to have never been read, and I shed tears unconsciously. Only I can understand the meaning of each stroke or leave a lot of things behind, but aren't more and more important things left here forever? Whether I took it away or left it behind, it is the truest portrayal of my four years in college.
Finally, look at the empty dormitory around. This piggy mat can't be put in the box, so it can only be put there. The pot has not been taken away, and the delicious food at that time will not be cooked again. Everything in my hand is full. Let's stay here as a souvenir.
The moment I barely turned off the light, I felt a tingle in my heart and remembered four words. Four years ago, my youth was over and I came here with simple luggage. Today, I picked up my new luggage again and started my next stop.
Like every day in these four years, I walked out of the apartment door along a familiar route, but when my steps crossed the threshold, I was no longer a member here.
This time, I'm not going to buy a box lunch, surf the Internet in a nearby Internet cafe, hang out in a small shop outside the school, or go to class with sleepy eyes. This time, I want to solemnly say goodbye to this place where I left my youth for four years!
Goodbye, my dormitory,
Goodbye, my brother,
Goodbye, my youth,
See you later, my university.
Youth is over, we are waiting for the next opening, waiting for us to bravely fly to our dreams in the sunshine in the journey ahead; Wait for us in the previous story, remember the best four years of our lives with starlight, and share the blooming flowers with your friends.