Primary school graduation speech poem

After graduation, I want to keep those warm days, but I am eager to integrate into the torrent of life as soon as possible. The following is a poem about primary school graduation, I hope it will help you.

Poetry 1: Farewell to primary school.

I didn't bring anything except He Weiwei.

I didn't take it through a spring.

I'm not with vulgar sadness.

I want to be a poet when I grow up.

Write down my rare experience

Write I don't want to imagine.

Write some poems written by friends here.

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The beginning of writing a complete dream

The blades of an airplane are floating.

My heart is floating

March towards progress in May.

I soon entered the third grade.

I can grow up.

A hero of freedom

Run wild in May

Poetry 2: Dear friends,

Goodbye to your familiar figure,

March towards your own ideal,

Work hard.

Don't be sad,

Don't be sad,

Because it belongs only to the weak.

I wish you again:

Everything goes well in middle school!

Teacher,

You are like a lamp in the dark,

Light up the road ahead for me;

You are like a hard-working gardener in the garden.

Water and fertilize me;

You are like a candle that asks for nothing in return.

Burned himself and set us on fire.

It is you who have opened the door of knowledge for us.

Take us soaring;

You paved a solid road for us.

Let me set foot on the road to success!

Teacher, you set an example and teach by example.

Let us grow up healthily.

Sincere thanks: teacher!

Poetry 3: Six years ago,

Mom took my hand,

Take me to the campus.

"Good boy, listen to the teacher and study hard."

Mom's words still seem to ring in my ears.

In class,

The teacher looked at my face,

a o e, 1 2 3——

A little knowledge,

Like a drizzle in spring.

Moisten my heart.

Dear students, you must remember-

That riddle of yours,

We can guess right away.

That joke you told,

We laughed for days.

I failed the exam,

You cry sadly;

Fighting countless times,

We laugh together.

Two poplars in front of the building,

Witness our growth;

Green playground,

Run our joy;

Quiet computer room,

Open our curious eyes.

We appreciate-

For six years,

The headmaster inspired us to "strive for victory".

The teacher painted a bright background for our life.

The school provides us with colorful days.

Don't worry,

Dear alma mater;

Don't worry,

Dear teacher-

Wherever a 62-year-old goes,

There will be life and health.

Dear teacher:

Let us sincerely thank you,

Dear students:

Finally, take care and say goodbye.

Goodbye-