关于初中毕业的英文感言作文(2)

　　关于初中毕业的英文感言作文2

　　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. Jinxi He Xi, the stars bright!

　　Tomorrow, we will graduate, it will become the most unbearable part of our life, because Yang Guan has been singing 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.