Junior high school students reminisce about the past and imagine the future of their speeches

Dear teachers and students:

It feels like the memory is close at hand, but it's so far away from us; I lament that the future is so far away, but it is close at hand. Spring goes to spring, time slowly but quickly from our fingers flipping through the books, gently swiped, suddenly looked up, only to find that we have reached the day of parting. We're leaving the Lotus Ann campus and heading to Wenchang Pavilion.

Leave this beautiful starting point that imprints our growth footprints and some youthful breath, and go to the life station engraved with countless miracles.

Thinking of this time last year, we were also singing a parting song to bid farewell to the seniors of 09 High School. And today, it's us who leaves. I carefully reminisced about the past 700 days and nights, and found that we had used our youth to paint a colorful gongbi painting.

In the painting, there are scenes of us working together and reading at night, pictures of us helping each other and making progress together, shots of teachers teaching earnestly and listening humbly, and moments when we stop and shoot on the basketball court, when we shoot straight in front of the table tennis table, and in the speech competition, we point out the country and the sassy and heroic posture of passionate words, and on the stage of the drama, we are emotionally rich and vivid and moving performances... This painting that belongs to us follows the footsteps of time and slowly extends in the Lotus Yin Temple. And now, we must take it with us, with our dreams. Go to say goodbye to the Lotus Yin Nunnery, farewell to the yellow kudzu here, farewell to the wisteria here, farewell to the grass and trees here, farewell to the clouds and wind, farewell to the stars and spring water here, farewell to the green leaves and broken stamens here, farewell to you - our younger brothers and sisters, send you our best wishes, and wish you to continue to write more brilliant youth in this beautiful campus.

Leaving means the beginning of a new journey. In this year, there are pressures and burdens that we have never experienced, and there are hardships and difficulties that we have never thought of, our bodies will bear the expectations of our parents, teachers and even the motherland, and our dreams will also clearly emerge in our hearts. But the most difficult time is when we are not far from success.

Therefore, as long as we master the scientific learning method, have a rigorous way of thinking, show a diligent and down-to-earth enterprising spirit, a tenacious and tenacious perseverance, a calm and rational peace of mind, a heroic spirit to overcome everything, and a never-say-die ambition. Although a year is not a long time, it is enough to prepare us for the college entrance examination.

Climb the stairs, with a little expectation, a little reluctance, we must get rid of the unique glitz of youth, accept the baptism of knowledge with our hearts, with perseverance and persistence to fight for the pursuit, to fight for the dream, to meet the moment that belongs to us!

That's the end of my presentation, thank you.

Parents should cultivate their children's survival ability more, rather than talking on paper.

Dreams set sail here.

It is hard to forget the excitement and joy of walking into No. 1 Middle School for the first time, as if the frog at the bottom of the well jumped out of the well and saw the new world. Every grass, tree, scene, and object in one of them all deeply attracted me. Walking into No. 1 Middle School - this childhood dream has now become a tangible reality, but this does not mean the end of the dream, but the beginning of the dream.

In this way, with a love and hope, he stepped into the palace of knowledge, and like many students, he hurriedly walked on the way to classrooms, dormitories, and canteens, or held a copy of Tagore's "Birds", strolled through the sea of learning, and choked over and over again in the breeze mixed with water vapor. Such days may seem a little boring and boring, but because they are dyed with the color of dreams, simple days become full and beautiful. "There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and the sea of learning is endless", wandering in the mountain of books and the sea of learning, gently knocking on the door of wisdom, and striving for the dream.

Some people say that walking into Jianshui No. 1 Middle School is equivalent to stepping into the gate of the university with one foot. Once upon a time, we were proud to be a student of No. 1 Middle School, but on this fertile soil, we were just small grasses. Now, we are here to receive the baptism of wind and rain, just to refine a pair of strong and powerful wings, break through the darkness before dawn, and fly higher and wider into the blue sky.

Today I am proud of my alma mater, and tomorrow my alma mater will be proud of me.

Students in No. 1 Middle School are not only the best at learning, but also the most at "playing". The wonderful shooting on the green court, the chic dunk in front of the rebound, the smart posture on the stage, and the pleasant sound of the piano in the piano room ......In this way, the students of No. 1 Middle School "played" out of the wonderful, "played" out of the extraordinary, "played" out of the youthful demeanor of the column in the propaganda column, "played" out of Jianshui, "played" in Beijing, and won many literary and artistic awards.

Someone once commented on Peking University: The broadness of Peking University lies in the fact that she does not reject the ordinary, but.

It is to shape the ordinary into the extraordinary. Jianshui No. 1 Middle School also has such a vastness, which gives many ordinary people the opportunity to realize their extraordinary dreams. There are many ethnic students who have come out of the mountains and come here, and after three years of struggle and hard work, they have fulfilled their college dreams.

Here, it used to be the Garden of Eden where my soul was tied to my dreams, and now, I am here, struggling here, growing up here, tasting the joy of dreaming here, showing the demeanor of youth here, and "accumulating steps" here, in order to "reach thousands of miles".

Memories from 20 years ago.

Everyone has their own memories, and a person without memories is like a person without a soul.

Memories are the connecting channel between everyone and the past, connecting the past and the future; It makes us aware of what happened in the past. Everyone's past is different, so we should try to protect our own memories and not let them fade away. Memories record the joys and sorrows of our childhood......

Time cannot be turned back; Just like a well-known poem "If the young don't work hard, the boss will be sad", all kinds of things that happened in the past are our experiences in this life, and it represents the memories we have. Dreams are also a kind of memories that belong to oneself, but dreams can be realized, only by living through one's own efforts and hard work can dreams come true, but memories are already in the past and cannot be returned.

Memories are beautiful, and only when they are remembered are the most beautiful ......

Hard work and hard work can make dreams come true, but the memories are in the past and cannot be returned.