毕业感言英语作文

　　Finally, I stayed up for three years in junior high school, which was harder than I imagined.

　　Junior high school, the first time to leave their parents to live alone; first entered the boarding school; for the first time with the first class of boys; booing, contradict the teacher......

　　So many for the first time, it all happened here.

　　First day. How excited and excited we are. I went to bed at 11 all night. They all feel that the head teacher is young and bully, not afraid of him, and take her as a big sister. In the Chinese class, I like to watch the romance novels, and take a MP3 to listen to it. We often talk and laugh, and we are naive. Each of us opened our atrium and walked into each other. Become a good friend, occasionally noisy, good is naughty. Or with a certain feeling of birth, a small happiness into the heart. At that moment, we were not happy. We repeat this 3.1 lifestyle: - - classroom dormitory canteen. The meal in the dining hall is hard to eat, and we sometimes eat it with relish. Occasionally eating bad stomach, my stomach is the worst, they will help me.

　　A year, a lot of harvest.

　　First two. Someone left, I walked into the small table of life. I got the real friendship there, but I ate gastroenteritis, and I understood what selfish and hypocritical people are. I began to complain and hate a person, some people, a certain place, and some feelings. First two, it is said that it is the key, we are the same, at night were caught by the building tube, second days five points. How do we do that on the back, the evening one talk, second days is the class teacher's late self study. After a late study, we all sat in the last row of the most corner of the classroom, afraid that the teacher came in and saw us, and asked our dorm for a score. Finally, the teacher in charge of the class teacher was pregnant, we changed the new teacher teacher - the math teacher. New life, new test. The math teacher was very strict with us, but it was good, and he was all right for us. I am a representative of mathematics class from the first day. Even though many of our classmates have great opinions on teachers, I have many contacts with teachers. I also understand that he is for us.

　　Another year, a lot of harvest.

　　First three. This is a year for junior high school to sprint, but it is a pity that my achievements have fallen down. My math is in the "circle" problem of physics "utterly ignorant of, the problem is stumbling, until now, I see a number of vomiting, see diagram doze. In this year, I began to hate the small table more life, no freedom, a constraint. A man is not like a man, a ghost is not like a ghost. The third was busy in your mind, but also put a small table out of order things, nausea. The people who call "people" are not like people, scolding someone in front of me, and so intimacy in front of someone, this person is really disgusting and disgusting. Slowly, I hate this kind of people more: "pure" and "non mainstream" "fence", "play a double game" of such people, they all appear in front of me, oh. Do you really grow up and get lonely? The teacher kept calling me to talk, teaching and criticism intertwined. Not only these battles, but the smoke. My tears seem to flow over, will soon become a day in tears. In addition to these two days, I was completely defeated. Dad, the work is not satisfactory, I study the backward, the family has become a battlefield, the smoke, I was unhappy, the mother in tears, is this family? Is that what I want? What about the original happiness? I didn't expect my family to become a violent, troubled home on TV. My silent care for them is regarded by them as "things that should not be done outside of study." I love family, but I love hard.

　　Third, I also feel the warmth of my friend. It's just that I can't forgive betrayal. When I parted, I really realized the love and love between us. I love the family. After all, how many three years can life spend?

　　This year, I was mature? Or is it hard? Tired? Or even more stupid.

　　Finally, three years have passed. My grades went back and my physical education collapsed. Only the harvest of friendship, but also more see the world. I want to maintain the injustice, but I can't do it. I want to reform the traditional Chinese feudal system of education and break the exam oriented education, which is more difficult. I don't know what to do. Even if I break the exam education, I don't know what to do with the right way of education. I turned away the selfish hypocrisy, I to be neither hot nor cold. Do I want to do my own way? I don't understand, I really don't understand. Only she, "he" two friends? Even "he" is not.

　　The other students were picked up by the admission notice to the N school. But I don't know what to do next. Is there no school for me?

　　For a long time, the holiday is my favorite thing. As long as a holiday, a person at home, mom and dad went to work, I want to do what, sleeping, watching TV, Internet, chat, friends and send text messages, phone, fax on the blog...... Haha, a lot of things. Unfortunately, now to work hard for the next test, I would rather study in the school and not spend my holiday time to study. I also want to watch the idols! ~

　　These three years, in any case, are all for me. The good-for-nothing. Even if I am a piece of jade, but also through carved pain. It's a pity that I'm not.

　　In these three years, there have been tears, laughter, touching, anger, grievance, sweetness and bland.

　　In these three years, the harvest is much better and the learning is much better.

　　In these three years, youth has been branded here.

　　These three years have also been my best memories.