初三毕业的英语赠言范文三篇

初三毕业的英语赠言范文三篇

初三毕业的英语赠言范文1

Today will break up, sentimentally attached to the heart of tears.

Three years, fleeting, we once again ushered in the graduation season. Now we see steady, you must not think that three years ago, we were chasing nine grade senior guy running in the playground. Now we see United, you must not think that three years ago, because we have a trifles, and strike violently. Now we see gradually mature, you must not think, three years ago, our childishness. Can say is time honed us? In fact, it may be we lost in the years of change in the direction of lost their own.

Students! Remember? A class of tyrants taught us: "we must study hard!" Still remember a day not how to learn but it is the first few "good boy" always hang on the mouth: "life should be good fun, eat otherwise not white live, there should be squandered youth!" ? Or every day students kept hanging in the class? I don't know, you kind of, you yearn for, but I want to say: we were together for three years, never cooked, to become buddies, we should thank this time to bring us good to our The imprint is engraved on my heart.

Do you remember! We started going to school, and the teacher every day shy of the dialogue, the Institute of smooth response, from every crazy, become calm, we witnessed the constantly changing each other for three years, but also witnessed the time we become good students from strange or even offensive to good friends, good bestie. Those years, accompanied by crazy with me around the group of crazy, I think, I will never forget.

Dear classmates! Please treasure in this full of sadness and joy in the graduation season, dear, campus, goodbye, my dear students, my dear youth!

Next summer, the classroom is full of people, but no longer we.

To this summer doomed separately

初三毕业的英语赠言范文2

Bye bye, teacher! And students also waved, say goodbye, today's legs want to fill lead, how step also step motionless. Standing at the school gate, as if everything, in my mind emerge, emerge......

Remember the first day of school, my mother gave me a comb comb "cupola" differentiating excitedly back schoolbag holding her mother's hand to go to school. On the road, met many parents to send their children, they saw me and said: "so small, can move back big bag?" I straightened up after listening. I was less than 90 cm high, but the bag is completely able to move back.

From grade one to grade three, someone sent me to school, once, my mother tried to let me go, but secretly tracking me. The teacher knew, in Monday's "health discipline majority assessment", in my name was put on a big star.

On the fourth grade, I was a little girl in love with football, with my dad every day to watch a football game, sometimes kick out, hey! Dad simply call me son, until now or.

On the fifth grade, I transfer, leaving that day, I cried. My best friends and all the girls in my class cried. In the evening, when I went to the new car, they took me to the station. Since then, I know what is the feeling of dismay.

On grade six, my mother sent me to "net scholar" to learn, learn a while, the composition has a lot of progress. Mother said, to have been there to learn, secondary school composition will not worry, but also learn how to behave.

Good bye, teacher, I want you to take a bow.

Goodbye, classmate, we meet in Beijing in 2008.

Goodbye, beautiful 108, may you always be brilliant!

初三毕业的英语赠言范文3

Class, the teacher said, we spent fifty days together. I Leng Leng, so soon to graduate?

Always think of myself as a child, even if the only one unit, still stubbornly think that still can be in six (1) class for a long time, can also see the classmate of my shallow smile every day, you can also listen to the teacher earnestly nagging.

So many so many (1) story, embedded in the tree, year after year, in a ring.

I clearly understand that it is difficult to meet separately. Those who let me cry and laugh only belong to the six class (1) bit by bit, who bullied me had been bullied me men and women, will immediately become light flashed in the memory of debris, with the passage of time, will never remember.

I'm chewing chips, listen to the TV set "Gardenia open", I thought when the Gardenia opened, we graduated, just a turn, will be far apart.

I thought I'd cry, but I saw myself smiling in the mirror.

Yes, now I, can do, is to cherish the rest of the time, hard to everyone around smile, try not to forget, once.