In life, work and study, we will always come into contact with articles. With the help of writing, we can vent our emotions and adjust our mood. Do you know how to write a good article? The following are the official WeChat account articles (9 articles in common use) compiled by me for your graduation season, for reference only, welcome to read.
In the graduation season, the article 1 on the official account of WeChat, the summer heat gradually disappeared, the insects gradually disappeared, and our summer vacation gradually drifted away. Followed by a brand-new and tense new semester, this is the last year of our junior high school life. Young man, here we are again, same face, but different mentality.
Graduation season used to be so far away for us, and we were unconsciously in it. Maybe the old man time is very cunning, but when we were still playing, he came quietly and stole all our time. Our last meeting on campus caught us off guard.
This last meeting, the last year, everyone here has a very different behavior from before. Students who didn't finish their homework before have basically finished it now; I used to like budding students in class, but now I miraculously sit still and listen to the teacher carefully. We have really grown up, matured, learned respect, and learned tolerance and humility. But do we know that these things are a little late? It's not too late for me. We may not cherish every meeting in the first three years, but isn't this the last time? We can also study together, make progress together, play games together, sprint exams together, get into our favorite middle school together-finally, disappear into the sea of people.
When the familiar bell rang again, we sat in our seats, surrounded by classmates who had been together for three years, next to the familiar table, talking about our most beloved teacher on the podium in Kan Kan. Most teachers are new teachers, but their enthusiasm deeply touched us. Every time students talk about the teacher they just met after class, my heart will always be touched a little. Meeting is fate, and it is even more fate to get together with the new teacher in the graduation season.
We meet again on campus, in this big family, in the graduation season that we all don't want to face. What kind of emotions are involved in this? But anyway, cherish this last year.
Teacher's comment: The article is full of life breath and conforms to the physical and mental characteristics of the moment. The party after this summer vacation is really extraordinary, because all the students are facing the senior high school entrance examination next year, and their subtle changes let the little author capture and describe them in time, which strongly shows that the party in graduation season is worth cherishing.
In the second summer of the second year, the classroom was full of people, but it was no longer us.
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Water is flowing, white clouds are floating, and time flies. Six years is like a bird flying by in a hurry, and I won't look back. I have also become a sixth-grade student, and I am about to graduate. It used to be said that graduation was still early, as if it was a distant thing for us at that time, but now it's here in a blink of an eye. I'm going to graduate before I can prepare myself psychologically, which makes me at a loss.
There are still two or three months, more than three thousand days, and I will be promoted to junior high school. I found that I still have a lot of things to do. I haven't played enough, and I haven't tried my best in my studies. There are still many things I haven't tried in primary school, no matter what the ups and downs are, they are too bland. Some opportunities may be missed because of timidity, and I can't do it anymore. Unfortunately, it is also accompanied by disappointment.
I can't forget the teacher's kindness in education. Six years of education is very hard. I thank your teacher. On my classmates, I saw happy pictures: the eagle catches the chicken, the wooden head, and the wolf catches the sheep ... These happy pictures are very precious to me. My classmates, whether male or female, or those who are usually naughty, meet in the same class by fate. Wherever we go, we are all good classmates and friends. Yu Xin, Tao Rui, He, Liu Feng ...
In this graduation season, we will cherish every minute together. We will walk around the playground carefully, record what happened on each campus in our minds and make photo albums. When we miss it, we close our eyes and think about it. We will laugh at interesting things and interesting pictures, and we will not cry when we are moved. We will also think of our graduation photo and how happy we are with our harmonious family.
Why is graduation season always in summer? Because summer, a golden season full of vitality, is also a golden season for our growth, we should accumulate strength in summer to meet the new study life. We are ships in the sea, so we should set sail in the sea of learning and ride the wind and waves. The fruits of our primary school are about to mature in the spring and autumn graduation season. We should water the knowledge tree in our hearts with the rain and dew of knowledge, so that it can blossom the most beautiful flowers and bear the most profound fruits!
Time flies like running water. When we are about to graduate from primary school, we should cherish our time together. Next summer, the classroom will be full of people, but it is no longer us.
Graduation season Wechat official account Article 3 Graduation season is another season in bloom. It's too late to lament the passage of time, and great changes have taken place. There is no feeling of home in the southern sky. For half a month, heavy rain poured down from time to time, and there was no feeling of spring rain in my hometown. Looking at the sky outside the window, I always feel inexplicable melancholy from time to time and can't help sighing. Season after season of youth, dispersed in the waste, the long river of years flowing, but also dim in silence. There's nothing to say, and I don't want to say it. This is the end of a road and the starting point of a road. The turning point of life, the direction of progress, lost in the fog.
Long-lost, pale figure Walking out of the ivory tower, I realized that the sky is high and birds need wings to fly; The breadth of the sea depends on diving as well as water. What do I have? What should I do? I've been thinking about a problem: others are not friendly enough, or I am not good enough. College dropout, life is so embarrassing. I can sleep without a smile, but what I know is that there is a knife behind the smile. Maybe this is reality, real life! When is the way home at sunset? Why is it that after only a few months, how many ambitions have been erased? The state of mind like a desert sunset has now been replaced by the idle state of listening to the spring rain all night in a small building.
When I first started working here, I always felt a faint sense of distance from people, so you can try your best and think hard. Finally, I lingered, couldn't get in, couldn't get out. After a long time, although I still feel free, I am still addicted. People may be accustomed to animals. If they are used to it, what can they say?
I like smoking, and I like the intoxication in fireworks. Close your eyes, lie in bed, or sit quietly between lovers, in the fireworks, keep your mind silent. Don't ask, don't feel, don't touch. Spend a quiet day and return to the moment of obsession. Then, wash a cold face and watch it instantly. In an instant, the world seems to be much cleaner.
Rain, still falling, wave after wave, really can only be silent. No matter how decadent, life continues; No matter how entangled you are, the future is still in your hands. If you drink today, you will get drunk tomorrow. This should be the right heart!
The fourth article of the official account of WeChat in the graduation season "It is another season, and we have to choose to separate. We have been studying for three years, and the time is really unique. When we graduated, we suddenly forgot everything ... "Humming that song with mixed feelings, looking at the people coming and going out of the window, we couldn't help being sour.
In a few months, we will leave one after another, and everyone is moving towards their dreams. We will go our separate ways here, and only when we see graduation photo occasionally will we think of the past.
I've been through so much here. It has been five years since the fifth grade. I have experienced the difference every semester, but I have never thought about it. One day, we will spread out like a plate of sand. Turn around and look at this campus, this place full of memories, this place full of youth and dreams, this place where we are young and frivolous. Every place here is so familiar, and every place has my footprints. When I arrived here, there were girls laughing and laughing everywhere, accompanied by smiles; It's really fascinating that we spit and hit the ball. They are sweating on the basketball court. It is a gossip topic that will never be heard, and it is a complaint when there is too much homework and it is too difficult to study. However, after a while, I may never see it again. No rare practice to die, no fierce teachers, no food in the canteen. Is this really enough? Maybe I gave up too much.
Last semester, we will experience too many last hours: the last time we practiced physical education until we sweated, the last time we went to the canteen to have breakfast, the last time we took a group photo, the last time we got together to chat and laugh, the last time we cheered each other to advance our goals, and the last time we watched the boys who had been with us for three years play basketball. When we entered this class and this school for the last time, everything was the last, and everything was a mess.
How time flies! It's almost over before I remember. Miss the days we spent together in the classroom, miss every minute we played on the playground, and miss the road we walked. The ups and downs in the past three years, ups and downs, ups and downs, getting along ... are so beautiful and unforgettable.
Next summer, this classroom will be crowded with people again, but not us. Graduation is the beginning and the end. In the midsummer of graduation season, young people have no regrets.
Graduation season wechat official account article 5 the sunshine in graduation season is particularly dazzling, and the blooming Chinese rose flowers on campus reveal a trace of sadness.
There are our hands covered with chalk powder on the blackboard in the classroom, and there are cheat sheets we carved on the table on the table. At the moment, my heart seems to be raining, which makes my eyes moist and my vision blurred.
I always think of lyrics after lyrics: "Looking forward to holidays, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to growing up as a child, day after day, year after year, looking forward to growing up as a child ..." That moment always reminds us that we always look forward to summer coming soon, but this year, we hope that summer will not come so fast, which makes us miss six years.
The only thing the teacher said was the greatest truth: "Six years is really short." Yes, I never thought six years would be so short. When we entered school, we wanted to graduate, but when we graduated, we lost sleep because of friendship. Like a blink of an eye, we have changed from a child who knows nothing to a sensible sixth-grade student.
Thank you for letting us meet in the intertwined life and let us have our own six-year memories. This summer, the most beautiful campus still gives us the same memories.
Memories are spinning in the air, the playground where we ran together, the people who shouted together, our solemn five-star red flag together, and our vows at the joining ceremony together ... now they are memories, and only dreams have never been forgotten.
I always felt that we were too far away to have a good look at the campus and you. How can we say goodbye so soon? I remembered the picture of our acquaintance, but our ideals were all spent with you. Maybe one day, one day, we will open the photo album of memories and recall our "once" together. In the endless sea of people, we met and separated. The next summer, the classroom was crowded with people, but unfortunately it was no longer us. ...
Six years later, I finally fell in love with this school, but I had to leave. We bid farewell to our alma mater and were sad because of graduation.
Chaofeng Road Primary School in Zhengzhou Economic Development Zone, when the school was in the sixth grade, four classes, a group of people, an exam, and then all dispersed, books were together, and people dispersed ... The most beautiful graduation season, the most beautiful starry sky, the most beautiful memories, those fragments that disappeared from the heart, those fragments flying in the air, and those fragile friendships have always been cherished.
Graduation season, parting season ...
Graduation season wechat official account article 6 everyone will look forward to the arrival of the summer vacation. This year, we graduated, tasted the taste of primary school graduation, and felt nothing, but it might be better if we were not together; However, now that we are all grown up and sensible, separation will produce too many feelings for us, and most of them are reluctant.
Over the past three years, we have worked together, worked together, and worked together. We are recognized as "poor classes" in the third grade; However, as we all know, we can't be despised by teachers and other classes with good grades. We know how to work hard, even if the results are worse, we can proudly say: we tried our best!
Since we first entered the school, we are not familiar with each other. Over time, we met and played together. Gradually, everyone learned to cherish each other and learn to unite, cooperate and help each other!
For the first time, all of us were very enthusiastic in the tug-of-war competition held in our school. Those who are not selected also actively act as logistics team members and cheerleaders! During the competition, other classes seldom shouted for cheer, but our class was full of momentum and gave us great encouragement. In order to win the game, we also made great efforts. Until the end, because I took part in an extra competition halfway, I finally got the second place, which was not bad. We didn't complain, but kept on cheering! There are also school table tennis competitions, school sports meetings and New Year's Day parties. We are all very active, and I am honored to contribute to the class. Every time, I am an athlete. Hehe, the students are also very strong, cheer for us!
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.
Graduation day is the real parting. When leaving, boys will drink every glass of wine, get drunk every time they drink, and fall down every time they get drunk. Inexplicably moved, I walked more and more, and the dormitory became more and more empty. Say goodbye to each other, we are everywhere, and we really don't want to say goodbye. I don't want to say goodbye to these brothers and sisters who have lived together day and night for three years. Whether waving goodbye or hugging goodbye, everyone dare not look directly into each other's eyes, and their eyes must be full of tears.
Graduation season, meet and say goodbye, return to the sea, is not only the end of the past joy, but also the beginning of the future happiness. Farewell to the graduation season, we will embark on a new journey.
The seventh chapter of the official WeChat account in the graduation season is another gorgeous summer with butterflies dancing and cicadas singing. I wandered around the familiar and friendly campus, remembering the ups and downs of my four years here. Looking up at the blue sky, I appreciate the white clouds moving freely in the distance with the wind. Low-headed green grass and occasional wild flowers sway the splendor of life. The plain skirt cowboy that occasionally floats by me once again brings me back the novelty and excitement of entering the campus. The stars turn, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, four years passed in a hurry, as if it were a lifetime ago.
When I stopped by the basketball court and watched them sweat like rain, I vaguely saw my former figure. Unconsciously, the buttonwood trees on both sides of Yonglu Road have grown a lot. Their huge leaves are layered and stretched to block the hot sun, and the drooping acacia trees dance with the breeze in the shade. On the wooden bench under the tree, there are often three or five students whispering in a low voice, or each of them is holding a book and chewing the taste, and some are stuffed with headphones and enjoying the comfort under the green forest with their eyes closed. I am familiar with all these, and I have experienced them. I can feel their leisure.
On the right at the end of Yong Road is the school library. This used to be the place I have been to the most, and I was fascinated by the quiet and scholarly inside. More often, I like to sit alone in the corner and swim in the ocean of knowledge. Occasionally, I will sit here and daydream about the misty future. Once again, when I touched the door, my hand shrank back. I know I will be a passer-by here. The younger brothers and sisters who came face to face walked by with a straight face holding books, leaving behind the abstinence and mystery.
Turn around and turn around a sculpture of an eagle spreading its wings. At the end of the straight line is our dormitory building. The dormitory is messy and warm, and our classmates have been close here for four years. The strangeness and discomfort from all corners of the country have already turned into contradictions and friendship. Everyone is wet and helpless when they see where they are going. I walked up and down the room, looking for the trace of the newcomer, for a long time without success. I know, that's the long-gone memories of youth. This is a bittersweet experience.
I walked to the balcony with a cigarette between my arms, overlooking the campus of Nuoda University. This scene makes me so excited. I know I'm just one of many passers-by, and I shouldn't be so sad, but the softness in my heart really makes it difficult for me to be strong. The "graduation song" from the campus broadcast is just right. I admire the director's good intentions and earn our tears with sadness and attachment. I also want to thank the director. This song is a farewell and encouragement to us, or a cry and summary of college life.
The graduation guest book is circulated in everyone's hands, writing down their own feelings about life and blessings to their classmates. It seems that the day of parting is really near, and my heart is getting more and more uneasy. The canteen downstairs closes late every day, and all the people who come in and out are graduating partners. Everyone ends the career of their four-year-old classmate with a dinner. Alcohol anesthetized the already disordered nerves, blushed at the injustice and laughed it off. As soon as we met, everything was a thing of the past. Ambiguous men and women are unusually awake at the moment and have long thought of today after four years. Bright smile and farewell. Suffering blooms in the face of a drunken dream, and no one regrets and is angry. Only aestheticism remains in my heart.
The whistle of the train resounded through the parting platform, and the teachers and students said goodbye. I stood in the crowd and silently looked at the past classmates. Vaguely, the familiar elves are beating in the distance and nearby, and the ponytail is swaying and laughing, as pure and beautiful as ever. Wet eyes blurred my lens, and in a trance, a plain hand reached over and a bell rang in my ear: "graduation, have a nice trip!" " ".I held out my hand to answer, and what I touched was smooth and tender. "Thank you, and I wish you all a happy day! "".I blinked hard and adjusted the focal length of my eyes, and finally the scene was clear. I can see that the ponytail's big eyes are full of crystals.
Waving goodbye to the past four years, helpless thoughts are immersed in my heart. Every day of graduation season is full of joys and sorrows. Perhaps it is the brand of lush years, and it may become more vague or profound with the change of time. Take care, graduating students! Cherish and love students! Take care of those friends who have passed or have not passed the graduation season!
On the day of graduation, we, in a hurry, said goodbye to the distance, without words or tears, only eternal thoughts and blessings. A sweet smile, a farewell that I don't want to say, and a face that I don't care about actually shed tears in my heart. We cried when we came and laughed when we left. Don't let a new starting point turn into a tear. But I still cry when no one is around.
In six years, when it was time to say goodbye, it began to rain outside the window. I remember that day six years ago was also rainy season. Come and walk in the rain. We smiled and waved goodbye, then turned around and burst into tears. The flash went on, and our six-year friendship was frozen in six seconds.
For the last time, I strolled on the tree-lined path on campus, walked on the road we once walked together, sang the songs we once sang together, and recalled it little by little. When I remembered it, I laughed and cried.
Yan Xi, the road ahead may not be full of flowers, but it will be full of thorns, but please remember that I will applaud you. No matter where I live, my heart is willing to accompany you. Yes, in the future, no one will bully you, no one will hurt you, no one will make fun of you, no one will touch you for no reason, or another person may be doing what I did. Remember, don't forget me.
Close your eyes and look back on these six years. Every bit of us has become the best memory in each other's hearts. I still remember that exam, suddenly hypoglycemia, dizziness, and a little white lips. Teacher Yin saw me and asked me what was wrong. I shook my head and said nothing, just a little hypoglycemia. The teacher asked me to suspend the exam and drink some hot water first. Because school doesn't eat snacks, I dare not take out the candy in my pocket. The teacher asked me if I had any sugar, and I said yes, but I was afraid I wouldn't eat it for fear of violating the school rules. The teacher asked me to take it out to eat, and he explained what happened to the principal. A few simple words touched my heart. Teacher Yin is usually very strict. Few people like this teacher, but after getting along for a long time, they find that he is just cold outside and hot inside, and he cares about us very much. When he left, even though Mr. Yin was still strict, he was closer than ever.
I still remember that on graduation day, the teacher chatted as usual and was surrounded by us. Yes, we all laughed sadly. Teacher Cao's eyes are red. This is the first time I have seen it. Teacher Yin suffers from insomnia, and the dark circles on her eyes are conspicuous. Xu teacher has a satisfied smile in his eyes, but it makes me want to cry. How can I see it again?
It has been raining for a long time, and the sky is also sad for us? I got my diploma and left in a hurry. If I don't go, I will cry, and I won't leave here. I waved goodbye to Miss Cao and xu teacher. I wanted to say goodbye to Mr. Yin, but when I turned around and saw him surrounded by a group of parents, I wouldn't bother. This is also my biggest regret. If I can do it all over again, I must say "goodbye, teacher!" to Teacher Yin.
When xu teacher also said goodbye to me and smiled at me for the last time, I buried my head with tears in my eyes. Even when Mr Cao said goodbye to me, I didn't even have the courage to look up. The last thing I want to give up is these three teachers. They have devoted their youth and blood to education, and there is not a hair on their heads. The last thing I want to give up is these three teachers who accompanied us to the examination room. I won't see them again.
When I stepped out of school, I knew it was all over. Next summer, the classroom will be full of people. Unfortunately, it is not our original 20xx class. We finished a class and had a summer vacation without homework. What happiness is there? I always thought graduation was far away in my mind, but in the blink of an eye, we had parted ways. Turning around at the school gate is forever parting.
I don't want to forget when I am apart, but I have to do it and cherish it. Cherish it is enough.
In a blink of an eye, the ninth graduation season of WeChat official account, I have been in the sixth grade, and I will graduate in a few months! I still remember what it was like when I first entered school.
To tell the truth, I really can't bear to leave my classmates, Cai Jing and Hotan ... for six years, they accompanied me to study and play, but in the end, six years of classmate friendship was exchanged for the sentence "Goodbye, friends!"
Yes, farewell friends; Say goodbye to classmates; Say goodbye to people I hate; Goodbye to my teacher; Say goodbye to those who have helped me and those I have helped; Say goodbye to those people who don't know their names but talk to me all day. ......
After leaving school, we also went our separate ways. I wonder what will happen when we get together again? What kind of identity? I believe we will meet again after parting. Graduation represents growth, and my classmates witnessed the happiest time in my life.
Maybe I won't know the importance of my classmates in my heart until I leave. Maybe the classmates I hate are the people I miss most after I leave. From now on, maybe no one will make any noise around me ... I don't know, after many years, when I walk through the familiar streets, walk into the familiar gates again, and meet the familiar playground and teachers, what kind of mood will it be, sadness or nostalgia?
Many years later, I don't know if my teacher will remember teaching me when I was a student, if my classmates will remember playing together before, if they will remember the sixth grade we spent together ... Maybe when I grow up, I will forget my teacher and classmates, but I won't forget how many people have played with me.
By the third day, I will make new friends and get familiar with the new environment. At this time, it is time for me to take the first step in my life.