After three years of hard work, your senior year will be able to live in a pig's life. In order to laugh till the end, please study hard.
Graduated, the friends around them went their separate ways, and began to learn how to support the warm color of life by themselves.
Many of the things we think we will never forget in our lifetime are forgotten by us in the days we will never forget.
Young lazy, nightmare-like lurking in the wandering youth, like bare wounds burst into inflammation and then fester.
That flower season, I sent my friends away, the path quietly stretched forward, and occasionally the sun and rain floated.
In the days to come, may you soar freely in the future sky and climb the peak of knowledge.
Tears of parting add new spray to the long river of memory; blessings of parting open the prelude for reunion once again.
After parting, I remember meeting each other. Several times soul dream and Juntong. I still have a silver jar to take this evening. I'm afraid meeting is a dream.
Outside the Wulin Gate, boats are sent off, and all kinds of feelings are driven away. Where is the moonlight mooring tonight?
Let me be like a pure child, standing in place, watching your bright background fade away in the distance under the moonlight.
There are beautiful and independent students in the class. They look at the whole group and the whole class. They don't know the whole group and the whole class. They have graduated.
On graduation day, give your classmates a pure hug, because you may never see it again.
I want to say a lot. But such a moment, such an occasion, can leave you, only my silent prayer: cherish ah, friend!
Graduated, but we will meet again. Time flies away, leaving behind a lifetime of good memories. Let's take a big step forward.
Today, we are close classmates. Tomorrow, we will be competitors. May friendship deepen in the competition.
After graduation, we said we couldn't cry, but on the day of breaking up dinner, the tears flowed out unobediently.
From Black June to Black July, it seems that everyone's destiny is to make a choice, but life will not be colored by one success or failure.
My problem is how to treat you forever with a calm and warm mood like ice after a farewell.
Today is the Graduation Ceremony of Junior Three. I want to say goodbye to him in the past. Then I think it's over. How will he see after graduation?
The time we spent in love grew wings, and when we parted, they became our spiritual pillars.
I went to college with a sack of money and changed it for a sack of books. After graduation, I used these books for money, but I couldn't afford a sack.
Teacher, our graduation papers haven't talked about whether we can make an appointment with those people in that classroom.
Farewell invite you to drink a cup of native water, you go all over the world, and don't forget to put your home in your chest.
Leaves leave is the love of the wind or the tree does not retain; you and I leave school is the urge of life, or youth does not stay.
Gathering is not the beginning, scattering is not the end. The countless beautiful moments of classmates'condensation will be forever engraved in my memory.
Wave goodbye, sail, sail, forget your friend, is that friendship cable you threw, invisibly firmly tied to my heart.
When parting opens the curtain, when memories sleep in front of the chest, to say goodbye is really sad, only the dream is still sweet.
When you say goodbye, there is a profound sound in my heart, which emits a fragrance as simple as orchid.
Four years of constant rain, unstoppable wind, relative desire to speak, silent tears. A heart of ice, tender feelings of all.
Knowing you is my joy, leaving you is my pain. For the upcoming departure, what supports me is the expectation of reunion.
This June. Like campus, like classmates, like teachers. We're going to wave with them this summer.