Graduation is a word, which means that students have completed their studies in schools or training classes, met the prescribed requirements, and ended their studies at school. It can also be extended to mean summary and rest. Let’s take a look at the classic modern poems about graduation and farewell. Classic modern poems about graduation and farewell 1. "Don't leave each other"
Don't leave, don't leave. Don't leave.
In our lives,
There have been so many strange lives,
We just missed them head-on,
Even looked at each other Not even a chance to catch a glimpse.
Let the writing of life,
Always remember the warm sunshine that ignited the soul.
There are always some happy shots,
Hidden in the corner of memory,
Gently opened inadvertently,
Shaking The whole room is desolate! Classic modern poems about graduation and farewell 2. "Graduation·Eve"
Gentle footsteps,
Stepping on the heart of the painful parting.
I just want to,
Stop the road ahead,
Stop forever.
Remember,
Still the same ignorance,
The same innocence.
Walking on the campus paths,
Why,
In the blink of an eye, it was another dream.
There is fog ahead,
I can’t find your southeast,
My northwest.
Also,
The teacher’s concern is in my heart. Classic modern poems about graduation and farewell 3. "Graduation·Departure"
Sunshine,
Through the pouring rain,
hits the face.
It smells damp,
Like my heart,
I don’t know what to say.
Thought out the words,
Hold them in your heart.
A deep blessing,
I wish you a safe journey,
It is worth a thousand words and ten thousand words.
A familiar street corner,
Drawing a line.
Leave behind the profligate youth,
Taint the mature appearance.
The reluctance in my heart,
I pour it out in my tears,
It flashes through the corners of my eyes,
Youth is inherently bitter. Classic modern poems about graduation and farewell 4. "Graduation·Parting"
Towering tall buildings,
Walking towards an unfamiliar road.
I dare not walk fast,
I am afraid of waking up the sweet dream of campus.
It was dead silent,
It was not the temperature I wanted.
The long and narrow years,
The scene has been changed,
Everything has changed.
Straight corridors,
Figures of people in twos and threes,
Time shattered on the ground.
I dare not touch the black and white keys,
The sound is too lonely,
I cannot sing,
The joys and sorrows of youth.