初中英語畢業(yè)感言（精選7篇）

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇1

　　After graduation, is it parting or farewell?

　　Last year today, we looked at the students who were graduating from junior high school with a kind of envious look. When we were about to leave, they were reluctant to part.

　　Before graduation, these days seemed like quicksand. They seemed to be long, but they were always passing away. They wanted to keep them, but their limited time slipped away.

　　Some memories, we have not forgotten, but because the years have forgotten! Some stories do not mention or we can not remember. Until one day, looking up and looking up, we find that we have lost too many days together. That life is not coming again.

　　One day, we will leave, maybe later, because of the time, we can not accompany who? But if one day, I think of you, the memory of the memory in my mind; some are disappointed and some are happy. If one day we met in the street, it was a surprise to us, so I firmly believe that we all meet again.

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇2

　　There is a rush of time between pitching and pitching. The days that used to be like yesterday.

　　In the arena of passion, who is the one who conquers the circuit? In the swimming hall, who is trying desperately to paddle the water, just for the class to get the honor? And who handed out a card full of apologies after the head teacher left the door?

　　I don't know when it started, when I was running in gym, I often looked around at this place that was too ripe to be cooked. I didn't know when to begin, and found that the food was not so difficult to eat. I didn't know when to start, but I found that the two big banyan trees on the campus were so green.

　　Remember, the teacher's day, the whole class to the teacher's blessing and the blooming flowers, that bright flowers, like the heart of our all students.

　　Remember, the classmate was in poor health and got leukemia. When our class knew the bad news, the teacher was in a strange mood. Thinking of that classmate's old smiling face, we look into each other, in the heart of the taste.

　　Remember, the day of the military training party, our class classmate of a small goods, the whole teachers and students to amuse the laughter, and puffed up the palm. At that moment, I was proud that I was part of class 3, grade 3.

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇3

　　i will be graduating from middle school in the coming days. i have a lot of feelings that i want to express. first, i want to thank all the teachers. you have been working hard to teach us. i would also like to thank my classmates. you have been offering great help to me.

　　i am so happy today. this will be an end to my middle school life, and soon we will begin the new life in high school. dear teachers, dear classmates, i will always remember you.

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇4

　　Three years in an instant, so singing, vertical smile, and thus met together, or are not good words, going our separate ways......

　　Some people say, "everyone can be a lucky architect of his own." May we build a lucky mansion with our own hands on the way to life.

　　The sky attract you to fly the ocean, calling you to set sail, inspire you courageously climbing mountains, plains Xinmayoujiang waiting for you...... Let's go, I hope your future is boundless!

　　Hold a handshake tightly. The hand is intentional, the hand has the feeling, the palm of the palm of the thousand words, also has my secret.

　　Shanhai can obstruct each other, but it can't keep away my yearning. Distance can open up you and me, but it can't pull away sincere friendship. Time can forget the past but never forget friends forever.

　　The wind... Blow gently. Sky, sky. Look up... Open your heart. Give the sky one, the sweet smile blossomed the most beautiful smile, and give tomorrow a more beautiful dream.

　　We bid farewell to each other and go to their own distance without words or tears. Only eternal thoughts and blessings embody deep resonance in each other's hearts.

　　Leave a little regret, but not disappointed; is a bit sorry, but not pessimistic. Because we have the hope of meeting in comfort, for parting, support me is the hope of reunion.

　　All the noise and bright, worldly pleasure and happiness, like a clear stream, in the wind, in my eyes, Mimi and over, as warm as spring water pouring out, I did not expect, I want you to be happy, not sad......

　　I forgot which year, on which day, which day I carved a face on the wall, and smiled and sorrowfully gazed at my face. We smiled and said, "we stay in the place of time, but in fact, it has been swept away by the flood.

　　I looked back at my way of growing up and watched from day to day. As I stood on the roadside and hands in windbreaker, I saw countless crowds walking past me. Occasionally someone stopped to smile and look like peach blossoms. I know those who stay will eventually become the warmth of my life, and see them, I will think of it.

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇5

　　A volume of books, four years of ping, the human affairs in a hurry. At that time, and the height, plum mei spring breeze, how much young ChouLv, walks, wine with affection. Now, the slope of the sun is back, fango is flying red.

　　The years pass by like water. Looking back, four years of college life is coming to an end. In the burning years of passion, we share the joys and sorrows. Along the way, flowers and applause, disappointment and tears coexist. Have the success of tears of joy, also have the failure of sadness, can be sure of the words, the boat, the laughing and proud of the month, also has the horse lost, the loss of loss. On the military training field, we are brave, full of pride, with green military uniform and ancient bronze color to harvest the deep autumn; On the basketball court, we are vigorous and nimble, with the sweat and the passion of the fly to underline the arc of life; In the classroom, we sing the melody of youth with young singing voice; On the rostrum, we experience the joy of being a teacher with full enthusiasm. Amorous feelings infinite steep water lake, have one day wind to vibrate the sleeve, the bird is long Ming; The lofty and steep luohan rock, there is the deep stream of the stream, the cold valley with the rainbow... The past is a joyful scene. All the little things we have gone through together are now drifting with a wisp of smoke to the depths of the white cloud.

　　Time has changed not only our face, but also our young heart. Every time I think of this scene, my heart will be disappointed. The price of growing up is that we lose the innocent smile, and we have a sad goodbye. Senior year, graduation, work, departure may be helpless, it is the reality of our present.

　　Life is only like the wind before the wind, happy and scattered, sad and scattered, all make the river. The shaggy window of the humble room is read for the glory of the golden horse. Green mountain still, several degrees of sunset, when the wind and dust of the years invade our pure heart, just from the bottom of our heart to send time, the blessing of the impermanent sigh. Once, we admire the ancients "brush long sword, send white cloud, dance autumn, qiao jiang feng" unrestrained and unrestrained; I admire them for "preferring the old on the sticks to the west wind of the yellow leaves", hoping that they can "not be afraid of the wind and the night, but only when the flowers are gone". Once upon a time, we believe that true friendship is light tea fragrance, the taste the alcohol, whether in the warm summer, or in the quiet run, it is heart in a friend, such as radiant, xiangshan red leaves in the wind to calm and soothe. The unrelenting reality has made us all strangers to each other, and to each other as a transient and indifferent guest. We pay, we ask, we have a lively scene after all, we have nothing, but the youth is wasted, the friendship is growing barren...

　　The years of the dream, the memories will never fade, how much sweetness and bitterness, how many joys and sorrows... Youth is like fire, time like song. No matter how much we love, how many we have, we cannot call back the lost time. But we don't have to lost, need not sad, the heart is the power of growth, young is the heaven of fly, we can still humming along, on and let the sun in June to witness our regretless youth forever...

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇6

　　Phoenix flowers bloom, a mixture of words, six years of primary school life is about to draw a full stop.

　　In the past six years, I have experienced many ups and downs. Now I think of it, my heart is like overturning the five flavored bottles. When I think about leaving my alma mater, leaving my friends and leaving my teacher, my nose is sour.

　　There are still two months to go. Perhaps after growing up, two classmates will pass by, what will be remembered, but can not remember.

　　Therefore, I must cherish this time and spend my last precious time in my alma mater.

初中英語畢業(yè)感言 篇7

　　Four years, unknowingly to the end, the memory left too many fragments, too much, too much nostalgia. Maybe now we everyone more or less still have such and such a loss, but there is still a long way to go, realistic society requires us to move forward, a little pause will lag behind, so we don't have the time. All we can do is to greet tomorrow's sun with good memory, believe in ourselves, try to grasp, follow the steps of the sun forever, let youth have no regrets.

　　Remembering the eventful days of the past, looking at the ebb and flow of the tide, the future still has a long way to go. As the new era, facing the future, we should be able to work hard to write the glory of life when we fail. When successful, also can in time of peace prepare for war, do not indulge in a moment of glory, flowers and applause, always with a heart of actively looking for new cheese, strength, success or failure, has always been stepping the pace of their solid, starting from scratch, constantly moving forward, so as to in the blustery, changeable social tide become really wet! Graduation, suddenly look back on the moment, the past little drops of the heart. On this beautiful campus, we have had many wonderful memories. College is a milestone in life, and there are many, many intersections around the milestones, and graduation means we have to choose a path to go on. Let's be smart.