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Graduation recitation manuscript: "lush years"
Graduation recitation manuscript: "lush years"

S: All the endings have been written, all the tears have started, but suddenly I forget how it started, in that ancient summer that is gone forever.

Jiang: Time is a butcher's knife. It always passed quietly, silently, but with our youth and our laughter, never to return.

Chen: Time is a wild horse. It always flies at will and is silent, but it takes away too many childhood fantasies and too many lush years.

Liu: Every June. People leave every June, but this time it's us. You once told me how long four years is, but unconsciously, we have come to the end of four years.

Wang: Walking in the bustling campus in the past, I suddenly found that fewer and fewer people are familiar with it. It turns out that graduation has come to us.

Zhou: I still remember that summer four years ago, the season when we started our four-year journey. After the college entrance examination, the summer heat is still the same. We dragged our suitcases with admission notices and gathered in this beautiful ancient city from all directions with our dreams for the next four years.

Wang: The most unforgettable thing is that when I first entered the school, the busy seniors came to welcome the new students and helped carry the luggage.

Liu: The most unforgettable thing after entering school is my senior sister who is in charge of guidance at the freshmen registration office. She showed her tiger teeth when she laughed.

Chen: The most unforgettable thing about entering the dormitory is the silly and innocent faces of roommates when they first entered the dormitory.

Jiang: When I first entered school, the most unforgettable thing was the tent for running a mobile phone card.

S: Former main building 108, first class meeting, first self-introduction. In this way, our college life began.

Zhou: But who would have thought that we were locked in the small campus in the east by the sudden H 1N 1 before the colorful club activities started and the free and open university atmosphere was felt?

Wang: the school was closed, isolated, masks, thermometers ... accompanied us through the first semester of college.

Chen: As the ancients said, if the people of Sri Lanka are entrusted with great responsibilities from heaven, they must first suffer their minds and work hard for their bones and muscles. The ancients also said: It never rains but it pours.

Jiang: The page H 1N 1 has just turned, and a moderate earthquake has come again. The shaking earth made everyone panic, and the small playground was crowded with flustered people. That night, we interpreted the vegetation to the extreme, and the random noise in the dormitory could trigger the great migration of animals. A girl with a strong posture created a barefoot flight downstairs with only 15.

Chen: The first year of college passed like this. We finally ushered in the late period of military training at the end of June. In the scorching sun in June, everyone is as anxious as a sausage. Military training gives people a sour feeling, because at that time my arms, legs and feet were sour every night; Military training gives people a sweet feeling, sweating with my brothers and sisters, and working together with Qi Xin is destined to make me unforgettable; Military training gives people a bitter feeling. I have to beg for a bed every morning. Bed, you let me go. I am an ideal person. Military training gives people the feeling that it is spicy, and the sun above us is vicious and spicy. We can only watch first frost, a female compatriot, playing an umbrella every day and silently sigh: Is it really necessary?

(Female) It's really necessary!

In sweat and laughter, the military training ended, but left a class of unity and mutual assistance; The lovely instructor waved away a cloud, but left us with dark skin and a stronger heart;

Wang: I still remember that we had a sleeping party every night, bragging and gossiping. Eight teenage girls became gossip in a second. The monitor of the next class led the girl for a walk today and went down to the school gate to talk about the development history of spicy food stalls. We are all in high spirits, bunk beds and eight beds, which have linked up the strongest friendship in the university. When Zhen Xuan spread, there were several people in every girl's dormitory, eating melon seeds with computers and watching how the monster of Henghuan was upgraded. Even ordinary conversation is full of Zhen Xuan style.

Zhou: "This touch of broken green is like falling in the eyes of concubines and spreading out in the sun, which is very refreshing. Refreshing your mind is excellent! If you have the heart to bake and suffer, you will be exhausted and anxious. Isn't it very disappointing? "

Wang: Speak human words.

Zhou: Don't add onions to the omelet.

Zhou: You must remember that during our busiest time this semester, books were all flipped through and jumped up and down to collect all kinds of information. There are long queues in the office of the building, and bitter figures are everywhere in the library. A group of people dote on their teachers in every way, only marking one more test center for them. Every moment is vivid, including the hard work before the exam, the regret after the exam, and the fear when checking the results.

Liu: You must remember that our teaching, with dreams and expectations, we packed our bags and came to the mountain village, without the teachers and classmates who used to get along with each other day and night, the comfortable life in the city and the thirsty eyes under the podium. We know that this is the engineer of the human soul. We are less delicate, more brave and less childish.

S: You must remember that in July, 20 12, we started our last postgraduate entrance examination. You run in Du Wen and I struggle in Haiti. You listened to He's kk Three Steps, and I listened to Gong Dongfeng's Gossip. The campus in June is being renovated. The old main building that has been with us for three years has disappeared little by little in the roar of the machine. It's too late to sigh and miss. Senior three has roared by, and the seats in the study room are always so full. More and more people are running between campuses with thermos pots and backpacks. The dormitory that was closed earlier in the past is still locked in 1 1. It seems that I have learned a lot.

Jiang: During the postgraduate entrance examination, the most flustered time was not taking the English exam or taking the specialized courses, but when we registered in 1 1 month, which made us fully realize the feeling of "dad regardless of mom and dad". Every test center in Taiyuan tries its best to avoid it, and the number of people is limited. We feel sorry for the students in our college. When the dust settled, some lucky people staggered to Taiyuan to take the exam, and some unlucky people were miserable.

Chen: The end of the postgraduate entrance examination coincides with the results of the national examination. I once thought hopefully, if I was admitted to both graduate school and civil servant, how should I choose? Later, I realized that I was thinking too much.

Zhou: In a blink of an eye, we have reached the last semester of our student days. The regular meeting of the student union has long been deleted from my schedule forever, and I can't afford to stir up any waves no matter how lively the student activities are. Through the noisy campus, I will never stop to watch it, as if I forgot how keen I was on waving flags for various student activities on the playground.

Wang: Then there is an extra book with three supports, a stack of resumes on the bookcase and some company profiles on the computer. Job fairs, presentations, and double elections, the life of job seekers is rich and fulfilling. We tried to cover everything by submitting resumes, one side, two sides and instant noodles, and not all the answers were satisfactory.

Liu: You don't have to sit in class now, because there is no class. Now, don't rush back at night, because I haven't been at school for a long time; Now, everything has happened, and it seems that nothing has happened.

Flea market, graduation photo, farewell dinner, like rehearsed plays, are staged one after another this summer. Whether we like it or not, whether we miss it or not, maybe it's time to say goodbye.

Chen: There is no need to rack one's brains for skipping classes.

Zhou: I don't have to run around for student activities anymore.

Wang: There is no need to clean the dormitory every Tuesday. There is a queue waiting for the student union to check the hygiene.

Liu: I don't have to take notes and print materials anymore. I'm too busy.

S: No one will bring you food and call you anymore.

Jiang: No one will wipe away your sad tears with gentle hands and give you a shoulder to lean on.

Chen: Maybe I will think of the willow and pine trees on campus, and the fat cat in front of the canteen.

Zhou: Maybe I remember the library's 1- 1, 1-2, and the irritating e-reading with slow internet speed.

Wang: Maybe I will remember the casserole noodles at the school gate, the tide meeting next to the community, and the bus running in Xinzhou Street.

Liu: I'm used to the old courtyard gate and sparse lawn in the East District, and I'm used to the sauce cakes and eight-treasure porridge hidden under the table during class.

S: I'm used to buying a corn cob in the canteen downstairs after class at night, and I'm used to letting people experience the bathhouse with ice and fire.

Jiang: A vendor who is used to opening his mouth at the school gate is a Xinzhou dialect, and a roommate who is used to eating and drinking.

Chen: But time is a one-way street. Once it's over, there's no chance to experience it again, so it's more meaningful to remember all this than to remember the vocabulary of Band 4. I watched the gun version with the people in the dormitory before graduation. I want to remember that dying youth, but in the end I only remember one sentence: you are crazy!

Zhou: University is such an inspirational place. It teaches us that the so-called hardships, as long as they don't completely destroy you, can only be transformed into nutrients to help you grow.

Wang: The university is really a magical place. It teaches us that even if your mobile phone and meal card fall into the toilet again and again, it will always be the comfort and ridicule of your sisters.

Liu: Anyway, in the past few years, we have worked hard, paid and gained. In any case, we are gathered here today as the first step to launch a counterattack against Gao Fushuai.

Chen: Four years ago, I was young and came here with simple luggage. Today, I picked up my luggage again and started my next stop. We graduated in this way. At this time, we have mixed feelings and can't tell whether we are happy or sad.

Zhou: If I could go back in time, I would like to take part in the activities of the Student Union again and sit at the big desk in the office for a democratic life meeting.

Wang: If I could go back in time, I would like to go to the study room with my schoolbag on my back for a day, and then leave slowly at the urging of my classmates who cleaned the study room.

Liu: If I could go back in time, I would like to take the No.7 bus to the People's Park in my spare time and stand on the highest gazebo and look out.

S: If I could go back in time, I would like to hold her hand and walk around the playground in the East District. However, we can't go back

Jiang: Even if we don't give up, we can't stop the passage of time. Even if I don't give up, I can't take away the laughter here, the flowers and plants here, and the flowing youth here.

Chen: What we can take away are memories, bits and pieces of the four years we spent here.

Zhou: What we can take away is the smiling face, which is the brand of the most lovely people around us in our hearts.

Wang: What I can take away is the mobile phone number starting with 15 1 1052, which is a promise of future reunion.

Liu: What can be taken away is photos, which are feelings that can be treasured forever, even if times have changed.

Just like every day in these four years, I will walk out of school along the familiar route. If I meet teachers and alumni, I will still take the initiative to say hello, but when my steps cross the threshold, I am no longer a member here. When I leave school by long-distance train again, no one will urge me to report back to school on time.

Jiang: This time, I won't go shopping, surf the Internet in a nearby Internet cafe, hang out in a small shop outside the school, or attend a sleepy class. This time, I will solemnly stop at the school gate, turn around, stare, bow, and then bid farewell to this place where I am four years younger!

Zhou: Goodbye, the last row of the classroom.

Wang: Goodbye, mottled blackboard every day.

Liu: Goodbye, there are no roses to send.

Chen: Goodbye, brothers of the basketball team.

Jiang: Goodbye, the yam and egg dishes in the canteen.

Goodbye, these years together.

Goodbye, my university, with your youth, I will always remember that we will eventually live elsewhere, still do not forget the love and pain here, with dreams, not timid, not sad, not at a loss, and bravely move forward!