1. Graduation Message Ancient Poems I drank a glass of wine, and went out to the west without any old friends. The sun set in the west, and the past events in my memory were scenes, sad scenes, and happy scenes. I was reluctant to leave. I still had to face farewell, and finally left myself behind. The best words to express the feelings in your heart. It's hard to say farewell on the Qiu River. The boat will be in Chang'an tomorrow. My old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks descend in Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the solitary sail is gone in the blue sky, and only the skyline of the Yangtze River can be seen. I want to say goodbye to you. I am also an official traveler. The memory of the sea Good friends are like neighbors at the end of the world. Inaction is on the crossroads, and children are wet with towels. The bright moon is hidden in the tall trees, and the long river has no dawn. Luoyang said leisurely, in what year will this meeting take place? I heard the wanderers singing the song of departure in the morning, and I first crossed the river with a slight frost last night. The wild geese can't bear to listen in sorrow, the clouds and mountains are like a guest. The cold rain comes to Wu at night, and I see off my guest in Chushan in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in the jade pot. I urge you to drink another glass of wine and go west. There are no old friends in Yangguan. I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and I see you off in the boat thousands of miles away. I am too drunk to say goodbye sadly, and the vast river is soaked in the moon when I say goodbye. Please ask the east flowing water, who is short and long with you? Li Bai is about to leave in the boat, suddenly I heard singing on the shore. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. A glass of wine with white jade and green poplars in March. The spring breeze remains for a few days, and each temple has become silk. This place is different, and the solitary peng marches thousands of miles away. A wanderer in the floating clouds I wish you an old friend at sunset. I see you off at the east gate of Luntai. When I leave, the mountain road is covered with snow. I can’t see you on the mountain winding road. There is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. At dawn, I go to the road and say goodbye to the old man alone. The shadow of a solitary sail on the river at sunset, the grass is green. Thousands of miles of love in Hunan. Since ancient times, passion has hurt parting, and it is even more shameful to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. The rain falls on the sycamore leaves at midnight, and the sound of the leaves is parting. The candles are willing to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn.

2. What are the poems about "graduation"? The poems about "graduation" are as follows: 1. I mean to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. (Wang Bo: "Send off Du Shaofu to Shuzhou") 2. Send Wang and Sun off again, full of love for each other. (Li Bai: "Farewell to a Friend" 3. The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandsons return? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass") 4. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. I urge you to drink another glass of wine. , leaving Yangguan in the west without any old friends (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi") 5. Entering Wu in the cold and rainy night, seeing off the guest Chu Shangu in the bright light (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower") 6. Don't worry, no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi: "Farewell Dong Da") 7. Three thousand feet of peach blossom pond is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun") 8. I am alone. The sails are far away and the blue sky is gone, only the Yangtze River can be seen in the sky. (Li Bai: "Send off Meng Haoran to Guangling") 9. Send you off at the east gate of Luntai, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow (Cen Shen: "Bai Xuege sends Judge Wu back to the capital". 》) 10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches across the sky. The sound of willow flutes lingers in the evening wind, and the sun sets outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, the remaining joy of a good friend is gone. Don’t dream tonight. Cold. (Li Shutong: "Farewell") The poems are as follows; Graduation Poems (2) The past has never been indifferent, who has illusions, but wants to have a breath, wait until the end of the day when it is in full bloom, think of an ultimate beauty, a wordless song gathered in the ends of the world. There was a romantic separation, who waited for whom, and who relied on whom. Youth was buried in the desert. Only longing can turn it into a legend that you and I know well.

3. Poems or famous sayings about graduation from farewell. , Reminiscing about meeting each other. I have the same dream as you. I am afraid that we will meet again in a dream. 2. When we parted, we looked at the sunset through the top of Wenfeng Tower, speechless. Sprinkle its afterglow on the banks of the Xiqing River. 3. After the floating clouds parted, the flowing water remained the same for ten years. 4. The mountains and ocean separated us, and I had no choice but to reunite with you. I meet you in a dream. 5. It’s my arms that say goodbye, and my heart is closer. 6. The white waves give you flowers, the sunshine embraces you, and the seagulls say goodbye to you. Ah, the sea of ??life carries the ship of your youth. Sailing. 7. Don’t ask anything after farewell. There are endless things that can’t be said. 8. The tears of separation add new waves to the long river of memory; the blessings of separation are the beginning of reunion. 9. Don’t. Force yourself, tomorrow will be nothing special! I just want you to be with me completely before you have time to leave. 10. If you don’t look back, why not forget? Since there is no fate, why do you need to swear today? If there is no trace in the water, there will be no trace of tomorrow. Xi, we are no strangers. 11. I say goodbye to you with a smile today, and I hope to greet you with a smile someday. 12. Although we meet in a hurry and part ways in a hurry, we have eternity in our short life. I believe that today. Friendship is the best memory of tomorrow. 13. Come in a hurry, leave in a hurry, look forward to a reunion. 14. If you can, I would like to let you pursue me in your spare time. If the cocoon hidden deep in the ground sleeps for another twenty years, then in the warm sunshine of spring, it will break out of the cocoon, turn into a pupa and become a butterfly, dancing gracefully for you by the green grass under the blue sky. 15. Some people and things are clearly engraved in the scenery along the way. I learned to be stable, to lie, to be calm, to be silent, and to be perseverant. The happiness in the tossing and turning was shattered into pieces of glass in a thousand turns. I stood in the wind and swept them into the darkest corner of my heart. It didn't matter anymore. 16. Time passes by like water, and many things are forgotten unconsciously.

Those once familiar faces seem to have drifted further and further away in the wind of time, leaving only traces of memories scattered all over the ground, and the prosperity of yesterday can no longer be found. If you are used to seeing flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls, you will no longer love. Love is like a cup of milky coffee, floating fragrantly outside, floating sweetly on the surface, sour inside, and sinking bitterly. The bottom surface vaguely reflects you in the coffee. 18. The evening breeze blows across my face, a staggered flower season, buried in the smoke, like the passing of time. I scattered the paintbrush in my hand, messing up the haze on the sunny day and finally turning it into a silhouette. The past is like smoke, and a piece of sadness has messed up my world. When you lower your head, it has hurt the whole world.

4. What are the poems that describe "graduation farewell"? 1. "Giving a gift to others in Yishui" King Luo Bin Farewell to Yandan here, a strong man will be crowned with glory. The people were gone in those days, but the water is still cold today. 2. "Farewell to Xue Hua" by Wang Bo. A thousand miles of desolation, a hundred years of desolation. Worry is the same as wandering, and life is extremely hard. No matter where you go or where you live, you will always be a dreamer. 3. "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuchuan" by Wang Bo. The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look forward to Wujin. I want to say goodbye to you, we are both eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels. 4. "Two Poems of Farewell on a Moonlit Night at Jiang Pavilion" No. 2 A cage of smoke and blue bricks, with the moon flying towards the south end. Loneliness is hidden from the pavilion, and the country and mountains are cold this night. 5. "Farewell to Wang Wei" by Meng Haoran How can we wait for silence? We will return to the sky. I want to find fragrant grass, but I regret not meeting my old friend. Who knows who is lying on the road? Good friends are rare in the world. You should only stay lonely and cover the door of your hometown. 6. "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" by Wang Changling. It was cold and rainy at night, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot. 7. "Farewell" Wang Wei got off his horse and drank your wine, and asked you where you were. You said you were dissatisfied, so you went back to sleep on the southern border of the mountain. But don't go back again, when the white clouds and sky are gone. 8. "Farewell in the Mountains" Wang Wei Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandsons return? 9. "Sending the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi" by Wang Wei The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.

5. Poems describing graduates. The scorching sun in June reflects on our flushed faces. The thick fragrance of ink floats on the inferior red paper. The computer screen reflects the blue light. Page The page transcript is elongated. Those shocking figures are like snake bile, bitter and poisonous, dripping on the tip of the heart. Next year, I will be like them, looking up at the high school, looking down at the junior high school, standing on the dividing line between the middle schools, wandering in confusion, not knowing where to go. The journey is always so long, and there are too many hardships on the journey. I walked confusedly in one direction in the early morning fog, not knowing whether it was the front or the back. The first ray of light in the morning shone on my face. What I saw was the scene of test papers flying around. The pungent smell of ink filled my nose. I was immersed in the test papers looking for the direction of my dream high school. Their faces were red from being exposed to the scorching sun, and even their eyes were as red and swollen as if they had been sprinkled with salt. I watched them standing quietly on the playground, no matter they were happy or sad, their youthful and sunny smiling faces were fixed on the camera. Next year, I may be like them, laughing and laughing and then crying, for the waiting, for the parting now, and for the ups and downs in the future. I will also be a graduate next year. I wave to this campus, then turn around and leave, with either joy or sadness.

6. Help me write some poems for graduation and farewell. Youth Travel In the blink of an eye, three years have come to an end. The classmates of Class 14 are about to say goodbye. I wrote a poem to cherish the friendship of classmates for three years in junior high school. I still hear and laugh late last year, and write new poems about the lamp. In the book, I bow my head, joke among the flowers, and compose new words lazily and slowly. After three years of separation, the broken willows are parting. My heart is filled with tears. There are no tears in my eyes. I cherish my youth. I have reddish-pink lips. I send my farewell greetings to my wife. The maples are all over the ground, and the beautiful flowers are about to fall. The wild geese are migrating south. The east wind rises again, and suddenly three years have passed. The man leans on the railing, with a faint smile. I sing my thoughts, I always remember Zhangtai, I can send this heart. Cherish the separation and give it to Xue Ning in farewell. The smiling face is like a flower, but the flower is also smelly. I dare to shine in the spring breeze. Always remember that we met each other early in the morning, and we knew each other well with the twinkling of our eyes. ***Take shelter from the wind and rain while stepping on the grass, and use your time to make trouble. There was little pleasure in those days, and the cardamom did not grow old in three years.