初三關(guān)于畢業(yè)的英語(yǔ)作文

　　要畢業(yè)了，不意味著結(jié)束，而是意味著一個(gè)新的開(kāi)始，下面是第一范文網(wǎng)小編給大家精心挑選的初三關(guān)于畢業(yè)的英語(yǔ)作文，希望大家喜歡!供你參考和閱讀!

初三畢業(yè)的英語(yǔ)作文篇1

　　Why? Because we don't believe in fate. We can control our future and everything else. We are not confident, but at least we can say that we are. Now, we are children, tomorrow we are children. The child of the future is to be handed over to us now.

　　We're in the third grade, the graduating class. It's a little chilly. But we must get used to the term this year. Yeah, the junior class.

　　We're in the third grade, the graduating class. We were used to staring at the pile of papers that had just come out of our school, and then we sat with the table, sighing, talking and writing. We're also used to carrying a pile of tutorials home every day, and slowly spending one or more pens in front of a computer that can't be opened. Remember just on the second day have a day on the bus saw grade graduating class classmate got 15 sheets of paper home one day we all show surprised expression, and the classmate deadpan said, this is the beginning. Yeah! It's just the beginning. It's just a learning ordeal. Algorithm, we used to learn all kinds of formula under the study of high strength gradually forget them, from over and over again and put them back in the sheets of problem sets, pretending to be to the brain, like to chew it over and over again tasteless rubber, although nausea, vomiting, but still have to swallow them. Even if it's a bleeding tooth. We are used to the teacher's praise of good students, criticism of poor students, and indifference to other students. We are used to one after another, one after another, and we are used to being numb to our grade. It doesn't matter. That's it.

初三畢業(yè)的英語(yǔ)作文篇2

　　Time is fleeting, flowers bloom and fall. The sixth grade in primary school is about to pass. I am about to leave my Alma mater, leaving my teacher and leaving my classmates. I am filled with nostalgia.

　　Unforgettable, beautiful Alma mater. In your arms, we grow from ignorance, from innocence to maturity, from cowardice to bravery. In this case, we get a strict education; Here, we have developed a good style of discipline and solidarity. Here, we gain knowledge, we know the truth, we thrive here.

　　Remember, beloved teacher. You are like that "the wind sneaked into the night, moistening the fine silent" spring rain, moistening our small seedlings. You have made me understand how the sunshine illuminates life, how the gardener takes care of the flowers, how the spring wind is dyed the green world... In my eyes, teacher, you are gentle and dignified, ordinary and great. Teacher, you are the spring rain in my heart, you are the sunshine in my heart I will thank you forever.

　　Unforgettable, dear classmates. We have been together for six years. During these six years, we have had a wonderful time together, and you gave me the seed of friendship, which was broadcast to my heart. How can we be quiet in our relationships, when we grow up together, in a moment of separation? Then, remember every minute we spend together, let the friendship last forever!

　　I will cherish every minute, every second not to make these six years regret. In my Alma mater, leave fond memories; Give a good impression to your teacher; Give your classmates a good memory.

初三畢業(yè)的英語(yǔ)作文篇3

　　Once I was afraid to leave the word, always feel why there is so many departures? Always wonder why people can't be separated forever. I have been naive to think that the person I love, who loves me, will always be with them.

　　You can also say it is because you are afraid of leaving. At that time, I did not experience the parting, but I saw it, and I saw it on TV, and I also heard the phrase "there is no such thing as a feast". But always unwilling to accept the reality of leaving the people who do not want to leave, indulging in their own small and unrealistic fantasy.

　　It was not until my dear grandmother died that I truly tasted the taste of separation for the first time. When I was in the fifth grade, I felt a big pang in my heart, but not too much. However, when I returned home, see dad comfort the mother cry, I only dimly aware, my grandma is gone, she can no longer buy me nice sandals, she can no longer do eat dessert for me, from now on I could not help her back rubs, see her happy smile. I haven't had time to love her yet. I haven't had time to get back to her. I haven't even told her "I love you", she's gone.

　　Every time I think of these, tears can't help streaming down, tears will wet my clothes. From that moment on, I began to understand that I could not have gone through separation, and that the person I did not want to leave would one day leave, which was not me, but a rule. Life is destined to go through a lot of separation, and no one can avoid it.