Class 1, Senior Three.
My friends, now we have reached the last stop, hesitating, stumbling and passionate all the way. No matter how difficult it is, we have finally reached this day.
What we have experienced in these three years has already surpassed the significance of the college entrance examination itself. This is an education about tenacity, faith and courage. Today, you may feel very tired and confused, but please persist in your efforts for three years and our young dreams. I believe that three years of pride and struggle will be the most precious eventful autumn in my life. Through suffering and tears, we will reach the other side of happiness, and the rebirth after the phoenix nirvana will be brilliant!
Let us play the music of life with the passion of youth, ignite eternal hope with the blood of youth, let the dream of flying spread its wings in June, and let the wisdom of youth shine in June!
Class 1, Senior Three.
Time flies, time flies, three years are fleeting, and life is like spring water. Occasionally, I looked up and found that the campus Chinese rose was full of branches. Inadvertently, we also decorated the campus. The announcer of time recalls our past spring, summer, autumn and winter in his mind, and memories come to mind quietly.
The university auditorium in front of us used to be the place where we struggled. Thank you for carrying our aspirations and enriching our dreams. Campus wind also exudes the fragrance of our youth and casts our flying wings.
In the song-like years, Sunshine Campus Radio Station accompanied us year after year, but we had to leave each other, but we were reluctant to give up. We used to sing songs with dreams and longings on the playground where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, igniting our passion and flying our ideals. Now that I think about it, I still can't help laughing.
We carved the figure of struggle on the playground of memory, leaving cheers at the sports meeting in the wind and rain. We challenge the runway with our strength and are proud of our successful writing.
Look forward to it, the aircraft carrier of our life is about to anchor and set sail.
Attachment, how many dreams are carried by the land we watered with sweat.
Class 3, Senior 3.
The three-year journey is full of hardships. Sweating all the way to brother Lu, working hard all the way to sweetness. Over the years, this land and everything here have given us youth and pride, courage and persistence, glory and dreams.
Our alma mater has created a quiet learning and growing environment for us, invited experts to teach many times, and made us develop in an all-round way through colorful campus activities. Looking back on these three years, there is always a power to make us confident, a kindness to make us burst into tears, and a call to climb the peak of knowledge. This strength comes from you-my teacher, my alma mater.
In the face of this last battle, we are full of confidence and lofty sentiments. I believe we will achieve excellent results and win glory for our alma mater.
Class 4, Grade 3, Senior High School
In sunny or cloudy days, in the years when books are saturated and pen and ink are thick, it is you who accompany you with a smile and tirelessly teach; When we came from ignorance and stumbled up the ladder of knowledge, it was you, with firm support and regretless eyes, who carved traces on your forehead with homework, and a piece of chalk dyed blue hair on your hair.
Teacher, how to outline your greatness with my poor pen?
Teacher, how can we express our gratitude to you in one word?
Now, the parting bell has rung,
Take care of Taoist voice. In the future, we will fight the sky with your wings.
Class 2, Grade 3, Senior High School
The flowers on the tree, even if they don't give up, will be carried to the soil by the wind;
Ye Er in the tree, even if you miss it again, will be far away by the falling rain;
Today, even though we are inextricably attached, time has pushed us to the threshold of the end of high school life.
In the morning dew, I saw my parents' eager eyes, reflecting the warm sunshine like the red sun;
In Japan and China, our parents are waiting for us to go home, just like when we were young, helping you and me step by step;
In the afterglow of the sunset, who is still working hard, who is still suffering, whose face is aged by time, and whose black hair is dyed red by time.
Father, mother! Although it is difficult for us to report the third spring with an inch of grass, we still have to confide to you with the deepest feelings: thank you, with your love, we will fly!
Fight for the dream, we are together!
Class 3, Senior 3.
In June, a poetic season when gardenias bloom, we are full of harvest and happy.
In June, a sunny oil painting season, we left with blessings.
June, a season full of affection, we are about to leave here and look for our dreams again.
I can't forget you, dear No.19 Middle School. In the past three years, you told us that we must have a sense of responsibility and an indomitable spirit.
I can't forget you, dear teacher Naughty us made you spend a lot of time. You are glad to see us sailing towards our ideal.
The most difficult thing to let go is the classmates' affection in the past three years. Remember, in spring, we sang together, talked and laughed after class, and played on the playground together. Now we sprint for the college entrance examination together, and the friendship story in this life will never change.
No matter how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you will always be my teacher, I will always be the middleman of 19, and you will always be my best friend for life!
Class 35, senior high school
Glory Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao.
For three years, I have been ferrying in Wen's drunkenness, just to rebuild my free and happy soul. The future is bright and beautiful in our expectation and struggle, a beautiful blue sky and a cold window in my dream for several years.
The gap in recent years has added to the increasing expectation of thunder, and we no longer envy the tranquility of the years. We are eager to use this heart which has accumulated infinite strength to make generate shine in the ocean of society.
In future, we will believe in literature. Empty as the wind, flowing like water, flying like cherry blossoms and shining like stars. Every page of the vision expresses our desire for a stylish future.
When the sun shines, it shines, and when it burns, it bursts into green waves. As liberal arts students, we will create an immortal peak of life value with the unique compatibility and universality of liberal arts!
Class 35, senior high school
Today, we stand here and stare deeply. Footprints overlap, branding the track of lush years; Work at sunrise and rest at sunset, engraved with the figure of endless struggle; Every grass and tree remembers that silent time.
Every tick of the bell, every bite of the gear, every rotation of the wheel and every roar of the motor, we all watch with youth.
With knowledge, we will be in an invincible position and develop new energy. We are the cleaners of the world. Developing new technologies, we are living a little bit; Traveling in space and exploring the universe, we are the foreign exchange deep-water fee.
In the future, we will become the most solid brick on the fortress of science.
Full of knowledge treasures that no one can take away, with youthful boldness that no one is afraid of, flying for dreams!
Class 2, Grade 3, Senior High School
Three years, 1000 days and nights, sounds so long, but when we face graduation today, we feel so short. Three years, but many memories will become precious treasures in our lives.
In the three years of high school, we learned to compete and cooperate, analyze and think, enrich and concise. Or shed the green coat in the school exam and become mature and confident ... With these, we are on the road to success, but we don't feel pain when we step on thorns; Tears, but not sadness. Now, there are only a few days left before the college entrance examination, which is also the most critical and difficult journey, but we firmly believe that:
The end of the thorn road must be the door to a better future; Through suffering and tears, you will reach the other side of happiness; After nirvana, the phoenix will be reborn and will be brilliant.