大學畢業的英語長篇留言

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　　摘抄

　　Graduation, it will inevitably leave that sad tears, some students may be happy, but also some students may be sad. Of course, the tears can not let us live again in school, enjoy the common learning, playing together time.

　　Think of the past, it is so sad, so many of our students with carefree play, and now, only to think, to see those photos. Students do not know will not think of so many of our students with the happy time?

　　After entering the junior high school, we will learn how nervous, but also in front of the computer to play computer? And students whisper it? Speaking of "whispering" I think we often talk to classmates in class, so that the teacher is not interested in class, I regret this and the teacher had " Sing a different tune, "and now even the teacher gave us a lesson is so difficult to do can not do. Especially me, a child often to the teacher "find a job", very naughty, you know, the teacher is very hard! Teachers often leave us to tuition, to 7:00, 8 points are not afraid, for our study, hundreds of white hair, a few more wrinkles, and I really thank the teacher.

　　Think of them, how sad I am. Think of the past, how sad I am. Think of my classmates, I will tearfully. Think of the teacher, I would like to thank the teacher for six years Chunchun teachings. Think of his alma mater, I will think of all the students, teachers, schools, a scene of a thing.

　　Goodbye, teacher; goodbye, classmate; goodbye, alma mater. I will think of you, I will never forget you.

　　I will come to see you, I wish the teacher work smoothly, I wish students learning progress, I wish you good health!

　　Thank the teacher's education, I will be hard to learn, not ashamed of his alma mater!

　　選段

　　Colorful junior high school life is over, look back, everything is like yesterday. Three years of junior high school life, endless ups and downs, in this upcoming farewell day, together in my heart ... ...

　　Junior high school life is very sweet. Three years of friendship between the students rich mellow, sweet heart into Hom. From the beginning of the strangers, to gradually talk about nothing, sweet, like honey into the mouth, a little sweet to the heart. We are together reading, writing, talking about; we are playing basketball, football, full field flying. Happy, we share; difficult to play together. Happiness is so! Really, junior high school life is very sweet. Junior high school life has acid. Whenever the exam failed, I will hate their own disappointment, shed tears of regret; occasional teacher softly of the blame, I will feel wronged and sad. However, the acid is a sincere gift, when I am bad because of bad exams, I will understand: results need to pay, efforts will be rewarded. Whenever I am critical and sad, I will tell myself: self-inflicted, must not repeat. Is the case, every sorrow and grief, will give me a warning - "Acid, I am not afraid!

　　Junior life is very bitter. For the ultimate goal, in order to dream of the future, we need to pay hard work. Day just to get up is to seize the time to recite; 10 pm also refused to rest, in order not to leave today's work tomorrow. During the day, "language, number, politics, science, chemistry, health," classes have homework; night, candle night reading, because the teacher to check tomorrow. Think about TV on the World Cup, but also had no alternative but to face the pile of work that shook his head. Junior high school life, really tired!

　　Junior high school life, let me taste the ups and downs of the world, but also state Subway. And sour but bitter but sweet, there will always pay to return. When I easily answer the paper finished, for his junior high school life draw a full stop when the twilight of looking back, the original everything is so memorable. My dear junior high school life, goodbye!

　　精選

　　The third day of the summer, only the memory is damp, the campus is filled with the separation of melancholy everywhere.

　　One year we repeat the gathering and parting, but this time, we really want to leave, leave our campus, leave our teachers, away from morning and evening students, leaving the joyful and tears that day. Graduation, we found the difference between each other, the bottom of the fish floating to the surface, the water sink to the bottom of the fish. We seem to be far away from our sense of loss, the past youthful fellow often filled with this feeling - in a drink the night smashed the past, because they can not completely dominate their own destiny, all sorrowful break up due to graduation and become inevitable , So, in the dark woods in the dark tears is not hypocritical, artificial. And now this heartbreaking scene will be us to continue to play. When I crossed the distance of 3 years, walking in the edge of love and pain, a huge sadness eroded my soul, loneliness and melancholy like a hurricane at sea, from time to time to blow my field. Considering the attribution of the problem, it agreed on the moonlight exceptionally bright night. We sat hand in hand under the dim lights, playing guitar, drinking beer, singing over and over again, "graduation song" and "all the way downwind", and then cried, until dawn, so that the scene will always freeze In the depths of memory, forever, forever ... ... from small to large experienced numerous parting, primary school graduation, we and childish farewell; junior high school graduation, we and reckless farewell. Every graduation means that we have to lose a group of friends, and then meet new friends. Today evening, where the stars shine!

　　Junior high school, my eternal and distant stars! Tomorrow we will graduate, it will become the most unbearable part of our life, because Yang Guan has sung thousands of times. In any case, always go, really go, go, go - since the time to go - since the more mature and dull age - tomorrow, we will enter the ivory tower, in the face The future may not be a good way to go, do not forget that many beautiful songs, many beautiful days, many people who love us and we love. When we import the crowd, do not forget to ideal, love and had a junior high school life left a sky, a forever fresh, high-Jun, blue sky. Cicadas when the luggage are good RBI. Pull sword off, road it, graduates.