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Graduation advice

Over the past few years, you have planted the seeds of friendship in my heart. I will take it away silently, carefully water it and cultivate it, so that it will bloom fragrant flowers in the future.

After graduation, I want to keep those warm days, but I am eager to integrate into the torrent of life as soon as possible. The life of old classmates is a string of sweet Sugar-Coated Berry; That charming sweetness and sourness will never be forgotten.

An ideal as beautiful as the morning glow beckons us. The classmates are about to break up. There is no need to ask when we will meet. We, bit by bit, will be active in the sea of the motherland!

Liu Yin shook his hand and bid farewell to all kinds of melancholy-the students are young and looking forward to thousands of thoughts, hoping that friendship will become a force for progress!

Life has opened its heart to us, my friend. Let us face it bravely and enjoy its endless grandeur and profundity!

The boat set sail in the port of youth, and we separated temporarily, full of ideals and pursuits. When shall we meet again? Will be at that harvest time!

Three years is only a short time in the journey of life, but I will never forget sitting at your desk for three years. You are a pearl in my memory and a star in the sky in my heart.

Learn from brothers and sisters, have a successful career, and achieve something on the road of life.

Although I don't know you, I wish you all the best. Everyone drives a Buick and everyone has a villa.

Snow Song Xue Jie: You personally took us into the school and led us into the sea family. Your memory will continue to grow with us after three years. I hope you will go all the way and create your own bright future.

I hope you will embark on a new life path. Have a new beginning, a new starting point, have a good trip, go back to school more often, here are your beautiful memories.

Snow Song Xue Jie: You are about to leave this school and start another life of your own. I hope you can do your job well and use what you have learned flexibly. I also hope you can sing back to school and go home often. I wish you a new life, a new beginning and smooth sailing!

Take off a string of dreams, play at school, and recall how colorful it is; And the pursuit of growth has actually been skipped. The noise of the world seems to become silent, which makes me pick up my memory again.

Remember we walked by the lake. The moonlight is soft, like a milky white hazy cover. In my eyes, not far away, there are two white boats tied together, supporting each other, jumping up and down in the micro waves, and showing brilliant light together with the tiny waves around.

Remember the photo shoot that day? My instant consciousness lit up with the flash: your beautiful image was left on the negative, and it was deeply branded in my heart.

How many memories have we had in the maple forest where red leaves are flying? The fluttering maple leaves have brought us into a wonderful realm.

In the snowy season, we also fell into confusion and felt lonely and desolate, but we survived after all.

Looking back, it was a series of ups and downs yesterday: yesterday, there was a quarrel in class; Yesterday, we ran on the court; Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; Yesterday, we sang by candlelight. Yes, yesterday, how beautiful and unforgettable!

You fiddle with the lyre, you lift your black hair at will, and you will fly away like a dove. How many years later, can you still remember the days when you and I used to study hard at the same table?

We used to be two small trees fighting side by side, we used to be two voices in a duet, and we used to be classmates at the same table. Today, when we wave goodbye, please accept my affectionate blessing.

We planted seeds three times in three hopeful springs; Three golden autumn, we have harvested three times; We have been tempered by three hot summers and three severe winters. Please don't forget this interesting and colorful time.

Three years passed in a hurry, and the dreamlike years were full of laughter. Don't wave your hand and sigh, feel that the flowers are gone, take courage, and don't forget to exchange surprise news.

1,500 days and nights ended like this. Four years, so many disputes, so many laughter, so many troubles, so much pride, really left the door with a bang?

Three years of classmates, * * * bathed in sunshine; How many chapters of friendship have you written in a thousand days? May the lost years become beautiful memories. Always stay in my heart.

Don't lose the enthusiasm of the past, you still have to stay true!

The sea of life paved golden road, and the waves shook the welcome bouquets on both sides. Go bravely, my friend! In front, it is the conch that has already sounded; Cai Xia is waving a bright red flag. ...

From all corners of the country to all corners of the country. No matter where we go, no matter what position we are in, let's continue to fill in our resumes, hand over our excellent answers, and add luster to the banner of our alma mater.

May you be a drop of crystal water, projected to the vast sea; Make a delicious flower and form a garden full of flowers; Make a wisp of fiber and embroider a bright red flag; Be a small screw and stick to your post all your life. ...

Life is obtained from the flow of streams; Youth, flashing in the torrent; The value of existence is presented in the running of the river.

Let's stretch our legs and sweat and thunder all the way! Outside the school gate, there are many flowers and a bright future!

After graduation, I want to keep those warm days, and I am eager to get into the torrent of life as soon as possible.

Quiet sky, each star has its own trajectory, let us find the best position in our life, and the world in our mind may become quiet.

With memory, with fantasy, to life, to all directions of the motherland.

What you left me was a good memory. You miss the innocence and friendship when you were young. When I picked up the best wine in my memory and wanted to buy you a drink, I got drunk first.

Children are open-minded and grateful, and people are sad and happy.

The south wind blows the wind chimes, and the pink peach blossoms are blooming brightly. Looking back, I miss you day and night, eager to bid farewell to bitterness and miss both places. In three years, with a flick of a finger, we carved our feelings, read your name, looked at your shadow and remembered the happy scene. Looking back suddenly, those years that have passed, the wonderful time of * * * seems to be yesterday. When you embark on your journey with great satisfaction, don't forget to silently bless your friends in the dim light. The time spent and the harmonious years are unforgettable memories, hard feelings, a string of thoughts, lasting warmth, constant feelings between us, dreams and sincere words. You see, it was still blue, the grass was still tender, and the wind was blowing slightly as before.

Dear friends, life is a series. The duty of parents is to open the curtain, and the teacher can only be your guide. You set the suspense, unfold the plot, brew the theme and shape the image. Please film this scene well, play your role well and grasp it well! Students, throw off your hair, stand firm, carry heavy bags, strut and don't look back. In front of Pengcheng Wan Li, they boldly shouted: "Today, I am proud of cigarettes, and tomorrow, I am proud of cigarettes!"

I studied hard for three years at the cold window and tried to get into the senior high school entrance examination. "There is no such thing as a banquet that must come to an end". The little author went ahead and wrote the last paragraph. The language is distinctive, concise and humorous, which shows the author's strong writing ability. The language is lively. Let's all act and go all the way!

Youth, like a silver bell, is tied in our hearts. Only by running constantly can you make a pleasant sound.

Youth is a beautiful period of no return, and it is also the beginning of all happiness and light in the future.

Year after year is always similar and different, and I can't get enough of page after page. How many sunsets can there be in four years?

Strong ideals produce strong actions.