初中畢業典禮英語發言稿（通用7篇）

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇1

　　Back three years ago, my mother took me from my hometown to this high school in the county town and started my three-year junior high school life. On that day, I couldnt sleep all night. Now, I have finished my three years of junior high school. Graduation is about to leave my Alma mater.

　　Three years ago, we were full of hope to come to xianghua, the school that we were yearning for and the school we were proud of. We still remember the excitement and joy we had when we first entered the campus. Looking at the plump green leaves on the branches and smelling the flowers floating in the air. At that time each of us has a goal, our own dream, our own ambition. That is to show your style. We took this with us for three years.

　　Over the past three years, we have experienced a lot together, and we have learned a lot. We spend time with xianhua, we are happy to study here, happy life, happy growth. Every flower and plant on campus witnesses our efforts and struggles, and every corner of the classroom leaves the footprints of our growth. Now we are about to graduate from here, go to the next starting point, no matter go to where, we will not forget the precious friendship of the classmate, will never forget the teachers to inculcate, will not forget this three years of success and setbacks. In these three years, we not only learn, but also taste life, feel life. Remember, the teachers earnest expression in class and the eyes of the students; Remember not, the sports meeting we sweat, hard struggle; Ever remember, the success of the podium with the innocent smiling face; Do you remember the words that were encouraged by the teacher when we failed, warm our lost heart, let us regain confidence, and continue to be confident and brave to go on. Because of the teachers teaching and encouragement, we can only walk to today, we can be proud of our class. Three years of Chinese, immortal. For three years, the precious memory of silk wither, the touch that leaves us, we will always remember in the heart.

　　Three years of time flies like running water, however, three years ago, we met in this three years later, we will separate, but no amount of words cannot express our mood at the moment, can only say that when you say nothing at all. Maybe after many years, we will return to our Alma mater as an alumnus, maybe we can have a group photo together, maybe we can talk about the past together, maybe we can have a good laugh together, maybe... But we can not predict the future, so today let us bless each of our classmates and wish you a beautiful tomorrow.

　　At this moment, our heart is full of a kind of attachment, a kind of, more full of endless gratitude to the teacher, the teacher is sincere encouragement, let us do the best you can be confident, is quietly behind the teachers support and selfless help, let us take a Wan Lifeng, break the waves, in full on swimming in the ocean of knowledge. Finally, let us use a grateful heart to say "thank you" to every diligent teacher. Let us use our progress and excellent results to repay the teachers selfless dedication.

　　Today I graduated, I took a bowl of cactus, ran to the head teachers office, gave it to the teacher, thanks for her three years of education and spur. After saying goodbye to my dear classmates, I set out on my way home. I may never come back here again, but I will always remember the days when I lived with my classmates and teachers.

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇2

　　Colorful junior high school life is about to pass, looking back on the past, everything is like yesterday. Three years of junior high school life, endless sour and sweet bitterness, in this farewell day, together come to mind...

　　Junior high school life is very sweet. The three years of friendship between classmates is rich and mellow and sweet. From the moment when we first entered the school, we began to talk about it. It was sweet, just like honey in the mouth, and a little bit sweet to the heart. We read, write, and talk together; We played basketball and football together, and we ran all over the place. Happy, everybody share; Difficult, together. Happiness is like this! Really, junior high school life is very sweet. Life in junior high school is sour. Whenever I fail in the exam, I will hate myself for not being angry, and shed tears of regret. Occasionally the teachers quiet rebuke, I will feel aggrieved and sad. However, the acid is a sincere gift, whenever I am sad because of the exam, I will understand: the result needs to pay, the effort will be rewarded. Whenever I feel bitter about criticism, I tell myself that I can never do it again. That is it, every time the acid, will give me a warning - "acid, I am not afraid!"

　　Life in junior high is tough. For the ultimate goal, for the future dream, we need to work hard. I had to get up at dawn to make time for recitation. I will not rest until ten o clock, so that I will not leave todays work till tomorrow. During the day, "language, number, politics, external, rational, chemical, student", all classes have homework; In the evening, read the candle at night, because tomorrow the teacher will check the homework. Oh, dead tired! Think of the World Cup on TV, but you have to face the pile of homework and shake your head. Junior high school life, really tired!

　　Junior high school life, let me taste the sweet and sour taste of the world, also the flavor. Sour and bitter but sweet, giving always pays. When I finished my exams with ease, and drew a full stop for my junior high school life, I looked back and saw that everything was so memorable. My dear middle school life, goodbye!

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇3

　　Its all I cant protect. What has gone away is what I have left in my mind for three years, and I want to say goodbye and I dont know where to start.

　　The day after tomorrow, we will leave this building for three years and leave my junior high school life.

　　The last day before the senior high school entrance examination, everyones heart lost fall, who have no learning, some students early to put the books moved back home, we bequeath, lingering sentiments. Three years ago, I remember saying goodbye to each other for six years of primary school. Although we just write a few words simply, no say "goodbye", so you really have not seen goodbye. Three years later, when everything is like what happened, we all conjecture that it will not be the same as the farewell three years ago. Since then, we really will not see each other anymore.

　　First, stubborn and simple, everyday honestly do the teachers good child, the teacher within sight of holding books pretending to work; second, crazy and confident, quietly began to love some stars, began to pay attention to those handsome little boys; third, stressed, and began to write a diary, always melancholy and moody, also began to really hard, secretly plan in the future what kind of University, and calmly said after go here and there.

　　Such a full and wonderful three years, so stubborn and stubborn three years, such a warm and unforgettable three years, so come.

　　Those precious innocence, we cant go back, those days lying on the grass looking at the sky about the ideal, those looking for the sunshine warmth of their own days, those cold trembling in bed days, those in the classroom and outside the heart can only be filled with helpless days, those who stay in together even if the heavens have to first say a crazy day, who looked to be the window frame outline square sky boundless fantasy birth day, never come back.

　　Its all I cant protect. Whats gone is what I have left in my mind for three years, and I want to say goodbye when Im about to say goodbye, but I dont know where to start.

　　Now, I have no longer is the extreme character, eccentric to be beneath the human character girl now; Im not knowing that there is too rebellious but always refused to admit the fault of the little girl; I have already grown into a clear, is non ideal middle school students. In the past three years, all love, all hate, all wet diary, all tears and laughter, all the engraved years of heartburn, all disappeared on this prosperous and dispersed day.

　　Goodbye, my junior high school career!

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇4

　　"Autumn wind qing, autumn moon Ming, the falling leaves gather and scatter, the jackdaw is back in the air. When the meeting is known, this night is embarrassed..." Time, like a pool of dead, slowly evaporates. Time flies, and that year, we graduated.

　　Time is like a sharp knife, but youth takes time. As we walked through the green and green years, memories, like the flood of the floodgates, came rushing in, and the response was coming back to us.

　　Forget the seriousness of the class; Forget the noise of the class. Never forget the hard work on the playground. I cant forget the "wind and rain" in the office. Who said, "it is difficult to meet when we meet", which is easier to know than to know. Under the pressure of the midterm, I was so eager to graduate, and now, that expectation slowly becomes treasure, cherish...

　　That summer, we waved goodbye and the azaleas were crying red. Graduation photo, leave a paper of the yearning that yellow, a number of same window, in the instant of the shutter press, turn into a wisps of summer breeze, although cool and warm, warm everybodys heart. The picture of graduation, that is full of sorrow, too late to sendthe blessing, printed on the film that said goodbye to the fifteenth year of the xia, silently, never changeless...

　　The flower blossoms and falls, and the narrow path, which marks our impressions, leaves us with many stories. A thousand or more days together, such as the beating of the notes, played the most beautiful music of life. And now, in the memory of my youth, there is no room left, but my desolate shadow, swaying in the wind.

　　Dyed fire maple, June crock, long song Leaning Tower. In the middle of the year, a beautiful wine is made in the front of the flower. The water drops red lotus, but it still remains.

　　The flowers and flowers fall and fall, and remember the time, the year -- we walked by together.

　　The rim of the border is like water, and it is the only thing that can be carried away.

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇5

　　There was a sad music in the church, a parting song, and the children in front of the Jesus prayers were praying silently... At this point, what are the children praying for? Why are they so serious? Because its a graduation ceremony, because its their last day here...

　　Look at these kids pious face, listening to this copyfromrolia song, tears blurred, I cant help remember three years ago, our graduation......

　　In the scorching summer, cicada son calls became the only tune, and we in the classroom, only the hearts of the coming of the senior high school entrance examination is full of infinite tension and anxiety.

　　Every day, after a hurry to do what everyone needs to do, immediately turn into a stressful study. A white paper in our hands is constantly checking, instead of the past summer, our hands those cute little fan; an English listening test repeatedly play, instead of the past, we listened to pop music; one to ask, instead of the old days in the classroom frequently heard the sound of the dozen...... Everything was insignificant in the face of the coming exam.

　　It seemed to be a long time in the past, and suddenly, at that time, like a page that had been turned over, it had not been carefully read, and it was in a hurry. The sound of the June alarm sounded, and our atmosphere was more tense. All the years, anyhow, graduation ceremony will be open, always a day to let us present ah, write the students... But we didnt do anything at that time, the reason was very simple, and everyone thought it was not necessary.

　　In this way, we have a graduation exam, and we just want a good result on the exam. At theendof the last exam, we gathered together, and the teacher just said something about the exam results, and hurriedly took a photo of graduation, didnt say goodbye, didnt do many other things like other graduates, and graduated.

　　After the mid-term examination, I found that the so-called "victory" didnt bring much joy to me. I thought that if theres a good result, there will be a happy summer vacation. But in those days, I found that it was too boring, even though I wrote a lot of homework every day, but there was always less...

　　Once, I walked into a gift shop close to our school. The boss asked me if I was too dull to graduate this time. He said he led a lot of gifts, such as the gift of graduation, but there were not many people in our school. He also jokes that the people we are now are getting less and more human.

　　After that, I thought seriously about what the boss said, and I had to admit that he was right. At that time, we only care about the results of the exam, but we have ignored the classmates and teachers feelings so long that only those scores are the only ones we want to pursue. If we were able to take a day to open a graduation ceremony and write to each other a communication address and contact, then our summer vacation would not be so boring. Its a pity that we didnt understand it at that time...

　　Maybe years later, when we turn over this page, we will find a blank place, a place that will never be filled out...

　　We didnt make mistakes three years ago. Today, we face the college entrance examination in an unhurried way, attendthe graduation ceremony actively, and draw a successful conclusion for our senior high school life.

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇6

　　The colorful life of junior high school is about to pass, and looking back, it was like yesterday. Three years of junior high school life, theendless sour and sweet bitterness, in the day of the farewell, together in the heart...

　　Junior high school is sweet. The three years of friendship between my classmates are full-bodied, sweet and sweet. From the strangers who were first in school, to the gradual and undiscussed, sweet, like honey to the mouth, a little bit sweet to the heart. We read, write and talk. We played basketball, played football, and ran all the way. Happy to share; Difficult, bear together. Thats the way to be happy! Really, middle school life is sweet. Middle school life is sour. Every time I fail in the exam, I will hate myself for not being angry and tears of regret. The occasional teachers soft voice, I will feel aggrieved. However, the acid is a sincere gift, every time I am sad because of the exam bad, I will understand: the result needs to give, the effort will be rewarded. Every time I feel bad about being criticized, I tell myself that I cant do it again. Thats it, and every time its sour, it gives me a warning -- "sour, Im not afraid!"

　　Middle school life is hard. In order to achieve the ultimate goal, we need to work hard for future dreams. To wake up in the morning to recite in a hurry; At ten o clock I will not rest so that I will not leave todays work till tomorrow. During the day, "language, number, politics, external, rational, student". In the evening, read the candle at night because tomorrow the teacher will check the homework. Alas, dead! Think of the World Cup on TV, but you have to face the pile of homework and shake your head. Junior middle school life, really tired!

　　Middle school life, let me taste the sour and sweet bitterness of the world, also the state of the state. The bitter and the bitter are sweet, and the reward is always there. When I finished the exam with ease and drew a full stop for my middle school life, I looked back and said that everything was worth recalling. My dear middle school life, goodbye!

初中畢業典禮英語發言稿 篇7

　　Before I knew it, I had graduatedfromjunior high school.

　　This is theendof the first trimester, which means that we have to say goodbye to my three years of school and the students who have spent three years together. And we are greeted by an unknown world.

　　In the past, always listening to the parents say that cherishing the good youth, the time waits for the words, the mind always not to think,. Now, I am deeply aware of the meaning of time. There was no one in the night, and there was silence all around, and the curtain of the school often appeared before my eyes. The golden state military training, the wuli river games, the wal-mart post experience, the visit to the juvenile canal in the sea... Its all just as clear as it has been. But its farfromus.

　　In the past, I would not return again, as Mr Zhang said, but no one would step into the same river twice. The only thing that can be left for us is memory. Every time I remember those who cried and laughed with me, the little things that happened in the school, and the thought of never coming back, I cried for it.

　　I will go to high school. I will meet new friends there, but I will not forget my junior high school life.