The recitation of the parting essay at the time of the third year of high school, the recitation of

These days have been extraordinary, we have experienced a fantastic reality! Wandering around the campus, there are laughter and laughter everywhere, blooming salutes, jumping numbers, festive music, one scene at a time, a little bit, exciting, exciting!

Now, after three years of hard work, we don't have to whisper here, we should sing loudly to praise this fertile land, to praise the people who have worked hard here!

Oh, yes! Let's go see the unsung people who are giving! But in the past three years, in more than 1,000 days and nights, we have worked hard in unity, experienced cold and summer, and experienced rain, dew, wind and frost!

In the early morning, at dusk, at an indefinite time and place, anytime and anywhere is the starting point of progress! We encourage each other, we promote each other, we are honest with each other, we are open, we are not afraid of hardships and dangers, finally today, at this time.

It has added a dazzling new star to the starry sky! We are proud, we are proud!

Good! Let's turn our attention to the hard-working principals! They traveled all over the country to visit and study, and they went into every classroom to observe the teaching, carefully inspect the details, or talk freely with teachers about life and work in the afternoon, at dusk, on the way to work, in the corners of the campus, under the walls of creepers, or with teachers. Or gossip with students about the confusion of learning, the difficulty of life!

Ten years of time, ten years of struggle, ten years of life and gathering, the years have cruelly carved traces on their faces, and they have dedicated their youth together with their employees!

Let's look back at the young backs who have just walked out of the campus and we have worked so hard for them! They were our hope in the first place, but they were unruly because they were young, and so, for three years, we fought with them and fought with each other, and now, they have left the school, and they have been angry because of small things, and they have been because of the impulse of ignorance, and at the moment of leaving, they have all turned into gratitude! Because they deeply realize that they are experimental students, and it is the experiment that cultivates them, this kind of maternal love.

Nothing can stop the affection of family!

Experiment, in the hinterland, the treasure of the world, outstanding people She is like an eagle falcon spreads its wings and soars She is like a sweet spring to nourish the earth She is like a rainbow dressing up the blue sky She is like a picture scroll of rivers and mountains, and the weather is thousands of people who grow up in Si and become in Si Sincere unity, courage and vigor We will surely create a greater miracle of education! * Long live middle school! ！

The program performed at the graduation ceremony of the third year of high school is the recitation of an article, which is related to parting. It's best to be sad, it's easy to say goodbye when parting, and the east wind is powerless. The spring silkworms are exhausted when they die, and the wax moments turn into gray tears and begin to dry. .

Today's parting is for the future reunion, and the temporary separation allows us to cherish it better. So what do you know about parting recitals? Below I have compiled a few recitations about parting for you, I hope it will be helpful to you.

Radiance, and laughter.

Slowly, the stream is reflected on the wall.

Dark tentacles.

Inadvertently. I have climbed up my window, and the lights of the city are on.

Soft, like a mother's eyes.

Warm and kind.

However, my eyes were astringent.

It's tears. Just let it flow quietly.

The deception of a lie in a dream.

Knocked out. And carefully spelled into a fairy tale.

The lights are dimming again.

Even the parting is gone.

The night wind blew thick black clouds.

Tell me to drink it.

The moon in the cup ......

Guo Qi. We stood at the parting station.

Leave the city where we have lived for a long time.

Embark on the journey home.

I'm sorry I can't be with you.

It is like the first acquaintance.

Walk through one station after another.

You said a ticket for the return trip.

It is a memory that carries family affection.

It's a place where you care about your parents day and night.

xx with fond memories of your childhood.

You're standing in the carriage.

We looked at each other with tears in our eyes.

You're still so affectionate.

I only miss you day and night.

You said yes, you are reluctant to give up here.

You're reluctant because I'm still in the city.

But you have to embark on a lonely road of thousands of miles home.

Since it is a temporary separation.

Then, please forget again.

Because it's about you and me.

Even in the dark night when you think of you.

Even if I cry for you.

I'm just a human being.

I know your parting with me.

Maybe it's because of home.

Maybe it's the middle of the night and you're silently saying my name countless times in the endless black.

If it happens to be your tears.

Please fall on our vows.

I miss you every minute.

It's in my sorrow.

In your troubled things.

It passed like the wind.

Aging is such a rapid thing.

It's just that you and I miss each other.

But it's still the same.

You want to go home happy.

Go and complete your homesickness.

What is disturbing everything.

Confused, chaotic.

I can't find the feeling I once had.

Are you still there. Are you still there.

A platform where people come and go.

I look at you.

Turning around weakly.

The goodbye is really cruel.

How I longed for it.

Has a pair of transparent wings.

Fly with you over the red dust.

Accompany you to pursue your dreams.

Are you still there. Are you still there.

I can shed tears for you.

but I can't bear to see your sorrow.

Isn't it that you can't bear it too?

The rainy season in June.

There is no end to the fall.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road.

The grass is green, and the evening breeze blows the willow flute.

Sunset Mountain refers to the outer mountain of the skin.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth.

Half of the acquaintances are scattered.

A scoop of turbid wine is exhausted, and the sedan chair amuses Chong Huan.

Don't dream cold tonight.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road.

The grass is green.

I asked you when you were going.

Don't linger when you come.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth.

Half of the acquaintances are scattered.

Life is a rare gathering.

The only way to leave the berth.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road.

The grass is green.

The sun does not drive away the sorrows.

Don't be happy.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth.

Half of the acquaintances are scattered.

Yesterday's joys and sorrows were shared.

The new beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

It is sorrowful, just like a river flowing eastward.

It is the beginning, with a word of blessing for the dream flying.

In the first year of high school, we were ignorant, laughter and tears accompanied us all the way, here we waved goodbye and wished our dreams come true.