篇一：英語作文高中畢業(yè)
我畢業(yè)了，沒有太多的激動、太多的遺憾。回想這三年的高中生活，我由一個開朗、陽光的懵懂小子，變成了現(xiàn)在這個沉默、冷面的憂郁男孩。其間有太多太多的故事。
高中的學習讓我很受傷，和初中完全不同的模式讓我到現(xiàn)在都沒能適應。一直被壓在最底層，偶爾爬上，也很快又被壓下。記得某一天，媽媽語重心長地對我說“兒啊~千萬要挺住，不要讓成績掉下來了”。我說“媽，你放心，我決不回再往下掉了。因為我已經(jīng)到了最底層”?；蛟S你們看了會笑，可我是笑不出來了。后來聽說我媽把這段“經(jīng)典對白”說給了我初中的校長聽，校長聽完后很無奈地說“列伢蠻有個性啊！”我更加笑不出來了。學習上的自卑讓我抬不起頭，于是我變得沉默，不再愿意說話。
上了高中，我第一次親身體驗了那寢室生活。依然記得在高中寢室里度過的第一個夜晚。第一次
離家這么遙遠，和一群陌生的同齡人一樣，躺在陌生環(huán)境中的一張狹窄的床上。我自然是睡不著的，其他人也是如此(其中還有不少是初中時期的住讀生)。我們就一起聊天，天南地北，彼此了解了不少。那一夜，我們聊到了凌晨三點半，他們掐不住，睡了。我仍舊睡不著，想著父母、親人、初中時期的老師、同學，再想到現(xiàn)在，在這陌生的環(huán)境中無法入睡，我哭了，在這陌生的地方陌明的哭了。還得在這里呆上三年。于是，我學著去適應。之后的日子里每天都一樣，往返于學校里的四個經(jīng)典建筑——教室、寢室、食堂和廁所?？此茊握{(diào)的生活中也不乏樂趣。最值得拿出來說的是寢室文化，每晚睡前的臥談是必不可少的環(huán)節(jié)，讓我這個懵懂小子學到了不少：我知道了性，知道了去欣賞漂亮的女生，知道了YY。同時我也了解到了別處的生活情況，明白了社會的現(xiàn)實。李集是一個你拿著一匝錢也買不到好東西的窮地方。因此，在這里的三年，我變得更會花錢了。
高中的社交圈子相對初中來說要大一些，由鎮(zhèn)擴大到了區(qū)。認識了更多的朋友，收獲了更多的友誼。用心去交朋友，得到朋友發(fā)自內(nèi)心的善意。感謝朋友，教會了我“微笑是提升形象成本最底的方法”；教會了我“眷戀只會讓人軟弱”；教會了我“不要為舊的憂傷浪費新的眼淚”……當然，其中也不乏損友，但在這些損友身上我也學到了許多。學會了如何在利用與被利用的關(guān)系之間周旋，了解到“最卑鄙的不是無情而是利用感情”。我不會去恨他們，因為朋友還教會了我“只有能寬容別人的人才配得到他人的寬容”。我還懂得了感激，知道了什么是愛，也讓我第一次體驗了愛人的感覺。遺憾的是沒能讓我嘗到被愛的滋味。
三年的時光就這樣在不知不覺中成為了過去。長大了許多。經(jīng)歷的好的不好的使我留戀于過去，厭惡于現(xiàn)在，渴望于未來。對現(xiàn)在的厭惡讓我變得消極，未來的未知使我變得憂郁。
散或許是開始，聚也許意味著結(jié)束。不沉浸在散的憂傷里，亦不逗留于聚的喜悅中。日子得一天天過，過去了的不會再來，今天也將成為明天的過去。我寄情于明天，向那未知的明天起航。
I graduated, not too much excitement, too much regret. Looking back at the high school life of the three years, I was transformed by a bright, sunny, ignorant kid into the silent, cold, sad boy now. There are too many stories.
I was hurt by my high school learning, and a completely different model from junior high, which didn't fit me right now. It's been pushed down to the bottom, occasionally up and down. One day, my mother said to me, "my son, don't let your grades fall." I said, "mom, don't worry, I'll never go back again. I'm at the bottom." You may be smiling, but I can't. Then I heard that my mother gave the "classic dialogue" to the principal of my junior high school. The principal said, "what a personality!" I couldn't laugh more. The low self-esteem of study made me unable to lift my head, so I became silent and stopped talking.
In high school, I first experienced the dorm life firsthand. Still remember the first night in my high school dormitory. For the first time,
So far away from home, like a group of strangers, lying in a narrow bed in an unfamiliar environment. Naturally I can't sleep, and so are others (and many of them are junior middle school students). We talked together, and we learned a lot from each other. That night, we chatted until 3:30 in the morning. They couldn't choke and slept. I still can't sleep, thinking about parents, relatives, junior high school teachers, classmates, now, can't sleep in this unfamiliar environment, I cried, cried in this strange place devoted to Ming. I have to stay here for three years. So I learned to adapt. Every day for the rest of the day, there were four classical buildings in the school -- classrooms, dormitories, canteens and toilets. There is no shortage of fun in a seemingly monotonous life. Is the most worth out of dormitory culture, lie talk is an essential link in every night before going to bed, I let the foolish boy learned a lot: I know, know to appreciate the beautiful girl, know the YY. At the same time, I also learned about life in other places and realized the reality of society. Li set is a poor place where you can't buy good things with a turn of money. So over the next three years, I became more expensive.
In high school, the social circle is larger than junior high, and the town is expanded to the area. Meet more friends and gain more friendship. To make friends with the heart, to get friends from the heart. Thanks to my friends, it taught me that "smile is the most important way to improve image cost." The church has taught me that "love only makes people weak"; Teach me "not to waste new tears for old sorrow"... Of course, there is no shortage of them, but I have learned a lot from them. Learn how to juggle the relationship between the use and the use, and learn that "the most despicable is not ruthless but the use of emotion". I will not hate them because my friends have taught me that "only those who can tolerate others can be tolerant of others." I also learned to be grateful, to know what love was, and to experience my feelings for the first time. The only regret is that I don't feel loved.
Three years had passed before I knew it. I grew up a lot. The good and bad experiences of the past have made me yearn for the past, the present, the longing for the future. My aversion to present has made me negative, and the unknown has made me sad.
The dispersion may be the beginning, the gathering may mean the end. Do not dwell in the sorrows of the scattered, nor linger in the joy of gathering. Day by day, the past will not come again, today will be the past of tomorrow. I will set sail for the unknown tomorrow.
篇二：英語作文高中畢業(yè)
高三，像書包一樣沉重的負擔，像白開水一樣平淡的時光；似初戀一樣讓人懷念，也似初吻一樣值得珍惜；如同立志小說一樣給人勇氣，仿佛抒情音樂一般讓人安心；它有懸梁刺股一般真實的疼痛，有孩子們捉迷藏一樣單純的快樂；它是戀人眼中的少女，使迷失的人憧憬未來無限的美好，也是瓦爾登湖深邃無瀾的湖面，平靜遼遠的讓人感到虛無。
高三，在脫離它的籠罩的時候，我才能勉強看清它的全貌。
但是，當我重新拾起回憶，并想要描述它的時候，卻感到詞窮，感到自己好像從未真正好好體驗過它，感到它不僅僅是一年的時光而已，它關(guān)乎人生，關(guān)乎未來，關(guān)乎選擇，關(guān)乎面對，關(guān)乎勇氣，關(guān)乎生命，關(guān)乎靈魂。
這一年里，我看到了一生。
如今，讓我寫高三這一年，其實是一件頗為困難的事情。感覺上像是上輩子的事了，那些隨著日的的逼近，倒計時的開始，壓力的沉重，
從現(xiàn)在回望，這一年似乎什麼都沒有發(fā)生過，上學放學，吃飯睡覺，無止境的書本練習冊和雪片一般的卷子，加上莫名其妙的沖動和憧憬，無處不在的壓力和動力。每天為一點小無聊就可以開懷大笑，為一道小題就可以爭得面紅耳赤，為一次小考試就可以哭得稀里嘩啦，也可以開心的喜極而泣。
這一年，清澈的，像是回到了小時候，單純的，像是脫離了這個世界，快樂的，仿佛飄到了天堂。
而如今，卻依然畢業(yè)了，脫離了這一切，感覺，不切實際的輕松。
真的畢業(yè)了，終於畢業(yè)了，居然畢業(yè)了。
High three, a burden as heavy as a schoolbag, as plain as boiled water; Like first love, it is as precious as a first kiss. It's as brave as it is to aspire to a novel, as if lyrical music is generally reassuring; It has the real pain of a cantilever, the simple joy of children playing hide-and-seek. It is a young girl in the eyes of lovers, making the lost person look forward to the infinite beauty of the future, which is also the lake of walden's deep and boundless lake, which is very quiet and far away.
High three, I can barely see the whole of it when it is out of its shadow.
But when I pick up the memories, and want to describe it, but feel the word poor, feel like never really experienced it, feel it is more than a year's time, it's about life, about the future, is about to choose, about face, about courage, about life, about the soul.
In this year, I saw my whole life.
Now, it's a difficult thing to write a year. It feels like the last life, the countdown, the beginning of the countdown, the weight of the stress,
From now looking back, seems to be nothing has happened this year, from school, eat sleep, endless workbook and torrential papers, books and inexplicable impulse and longings, ubiquitous pressure and motivation. Every day, you can laugh at a little boredom, and you'll be flushed with a little problem, and you'll cry for a little test, and you'll be happy to cry.
This year, the clear, like return to the childhood, pure, seem to be out of the world, happy, as if floating to heaven.
But now, it's still graduation, leaving it all, feeling unrealistically relaxed.
I did graduate. Finally, I graduated.
我畢業(yè)了，沒有太多的激動、太多的遺憾。回想這三年的高中生活，我由一個開朗、陽光的懵懂小子，變成了現(xiàn)在這個沉默、冷面的憂郁男孩。其間有太多太多的故事。
高中的學習讓我很受傷，和初中完全不同的模式讓我到現(xiàn)在都沒能適應。一直被壓在最底層，偶爾爬上，也很快又被壓下。記得某一天，媽媽語重心長地對我說“兒啊~千萬要挺住，不要讓成績掉下來了”。我說“媽，你放心，我決不回再往下掉了。因為我已經(jīng)到了最底層”?；蛟S你們看了會笑，可我是笑不出來了。后來聽說我媽把這段“經(jīng)典對白”說給了我初中的校長聽，校長聽完后很無奈地說“列伢蠻有個性啊！”我更加笑不出來了。學習上的自卑讓我抬不起頭，于是我變得沉默，不再愿意說話。
上了高中，我第一次親身體驗了那寢室生活。依然記得在高中寢室里度過的第一個夜晚。第一次
離家這么遙遠，和一群陌生的同齡人一樣，躺在陌生環(huán)境中的一張狹窄的床上。我自然是睡不著的，其他人也是如此(其中還有不少是初中時期的住讀生)。我們就一起聊天，天南地北，彼此了解了不少。那一夜，我們聊到了凌晨三點半，他們掐不住，睡了。我仍舊睡不著，想著父母、親人、初中時期的老師、同學，再想到現(xiàn)在，在這陌生的環(huán)境中無法入睡，我哭了，在這陌生的地方陌明的哭了。還得在這里呆上三年。于是，我學著去適應。之后的日子里每天都一樣，往返于學校里的四個經(jīng)典建筑——教室、寢室、食堂和廁所?？此茊握{(diào)的生活中也不乏樂趣。最值得拿出來說的是寢室文化，每晚睡前的臥談是必不可少的環(huán)節(jié)，讓我這個懵懂小子學到了不少：我知道了性，知道了去欣賞漂亮的女生，知道了YY。同時我也了解到了別處的生活情況，明白了社會的現(xiàn)實。李集是一個你拿著一匝錢也買不到好東西的窮地方。因此，在這里的三年，我變得更會花錢了。
高中的社交圈子相對初中來說要大一些，由鎮(zhèn)擴大到了區(qū)。認識了更多的朋友，收獲了更多的友誼。用心去交朋友，得到朋友發(fā)自內(nèi)心的善意。感謝朋友，教會了我“微笑是提升形象成本最底的方法”；教會了我“眷戀只會讓人軟弱”；教會了我“不要為舊的憂傷浪費新的眼淚”……當然，其中也不乏損友，但在這些損友身上我也學到了許多。學會了如何在利用與被利用的關(guān)系之間周旋，了解到“最卑鄙的不是無情而是利用感情”。我不會去恨他們，因為朋友還教會了我“只有能寬容別人的人才配得到他人的寬容”。我還懂得了感激，知道了什么是愛，也讓我第一次體驗了愛人的感覺。遺憾的是沒能讓我嘗到被愛的滋味。
三年的時光就這樣在不知不覺中成為了過去。長大了許多。經(jīng)歷的好的不好的使我留戀于過去，厭惡于現(xiàn)在，渴望于未來。對現(xiàn)在的厭惡讓我變得消極，未來的未知使我變得憂郁。
散或許是開始，聚也許意味著結(jié)束。不沉浸在散的憂傷里，亦不逗留于聚的喜悅中。日子得一天天過，過去了的不會再來，今天也將成為明天的過去。我寄情于明天，向那未知的明天起航。
I graduated, not too much excitement, too much regret. Looking back at the high school life of the three years, I was transformed by a bright, sunny, ignorant kid into the silent, cold, sad boy now. There are too many stories.
I was hurt by my high school learning, and a completely different model from junior high, which didn't fit me right now. It's been pushed down to the bottom, occasionally up and down. One day, my mother said to me, "my son, don't let your grades fall." I said, "mom, don't worry, I'll never go back again. I'm at the bottom." You may be smiling, but I can't. Then I heard that my mother gave the "classic dialogue" to the principal of my junior high school. The principal said, "what a personality!" I couldn't laugh more. The low self-esteem of study made me unable to lift my head, so I became silent and stopped talking.
In high school, I first experienced the dorm life firsthand. Still remember the first night in my high school dormitory. For the first time,
So far away from home, like a group of strangers, lying in a narrow bed in an unfamiliar environment. Naturally I can't sleep, and so are others (and many of them are junior middle school students). We talked together, and we learned a lot from each other. That night, we chatted until 3:30 in the morning. They couldn't choke and slept. I still can't sleep, thinking about parents, relatives, junior high school teachers, classmates, now, can't sleep in this unfamiliar environment, I cried, cried in this strange place devoted to Ming. I have to stay here for three years. So I learned to adapt. Every day for the rest of the day, there were four classical buildings in the school -- classrooms, dormitories, canteens and toilets. There is no shortage of fun in a seemingly monotonous life. Is the most worth out of dormitory culture, lie talk is an essential link in every night before going to bed, I let the foolish boy learned a lot: I know, know to appreciate the beautiful girl, know the YY. At the same time, I also learned about life in other places and realized the reality of society. Li set is a poor place where you can't buy good things with a turn of money. So over the next three years, I became more expensive.
In high school, the social circle is larger than junior high, and the town is expanded to the area. Meet more friends and gain more friendship. To make friends with the heart, to get friends from the heart. Thanks to my friends, it taught me that "smile is the most important way to improve image cost." The church has taught me that "love only makes people weak"; Teach me "not to waste new tears for old sorrow"... Of course, there is no shortage of them, but I have learned a lot from them. Learn how to juggle the relationship between the use and the use, and learn that "the most despicable is not ruthless but the use of emotion". I will not hate them because my friends have taught me that "only those who can tolerate others can be tolerant of others." I also learned to be grateful, to know what love was, and to experience my feelings for the first time. The only regret is that I don't feel loved.
Three years had passed before I knew it. I grew up a lot. The good and bad experiences of the past have made me yearn for the past, the present, the longing for the future. My aversion to present has made me negative, and the unknown has made me sad.
The dispersion may be the beginning, the gathering may mean the end. Do not dwell in the sorrows of the scattered, nor linger in the joy of gathering. Day by day, the past will not come again, today will be the past of tomorrow. I will set sail for the unknown tomorrow.
篇二：英語作文高中畢業(yè)
高三，像書包一樣沉重的負擔，像白開水一樣平淡的時光；似初戀一樣讓人懷念，也似初吻一樣值得珍惜；如同立志小說一樣給人勇氣，仿佛抒情音樂一般讓人安心；它有懸梁刺股一般真實的疼痛，有孩子們捉迷藏一樣單純的快樂；它是戀人眼中的少女，使迷失的人憧憬未來無限的美好，也是瓦爾登湖深邃無瀾的湖面，平靜遼遠的讓人感到虛無。
高三，在脫離它的籠罩的時候，我才能勉強看清它的全貌。
但是，當我重新拾起回憶，并想要描述它的時候，卻感到詞窮，感到自己好像從未真正好好體驗過它，感到它不僅僅是一年的時光而已，它關(guān)乎人生，關(guān)乎未來，關(guān)乎選擇，關(guān)乎面對，關(guān)乎勇氣，關(guān)乎生命，關(guān)乎靈魂。
這一年里，我看到了一生。
如今，讓我寫高三這一年，其實是一件頗為困難的事情。感覺上像是上輩子的事了，那些隨著日的的逼近，倒計時的開始，壓力的沉重，
從現(xiàn)在回望，這一年似乎什麼都沒有發(fā)生過，上學放學，吃飯睡覺，無止境的書本練習冊和雪片一般的卷子，加上莫名其妙的沖動和憧憬，無處不在的壓力和動力。每天為一點小無聊就可以開懷大笑，為一道小題就可以爭得面紅耳赤，為一次小考試就可以哭得稀里嘩啦，也可以開心的喜極而泣。
這一年，清澈的，像是回到了小時候，單純的，像是脫離了這個世界，快樂的，仿佛飄到了天堂。
而如今，卻依然畢業(yè)了，脫離了這一切，感覺，不切實際的輕松。
真的畢業(yè)了，終於畢業(yè)了，居然畢業(yè)了。
High three, a burden as heavy as a schoolbag, as plain as boiled water; Like first love, it is as precious as a first kiss. It's as brave as it is to aspire to a novel, as if lyrical music is generally reassuring; It has the real pain of a cantilever, the simple joy of children playing hide-and-seek. It is a young girl in the eyes of lovers, making the lost person look forward to the infinite beauty of the future, which is also the lake of walden's deep and boundless lake, which is very quiet and far away.
High three, I can barely see the whole of it when it is out of its shadow.
But when I pick up the memories, and want to describe it, but feel the word poor, feel like never really experienced it, feel it is more than a year's time, it's about life, about the future, is about to choose, about face, about courage, about life, about the soul.
In this year, I saw my whole life.
Now, it's a difficult thing to write a year. It feels like the last life, the countdown, the beginning of the countdown, the weight of the stress,
From now looking back, seems to be nothing has happened this year, from school, eat sleep, endless workbook and torrential papers, books and inexplicable impulse and longings, ubiquitous pressure and motivation. Every day, you can laugh at a little boredom, and you'll be flushed with a little problem, and you'll cry for a little test, and you'll be happy to cry.
This year, the clear, like return to the childhood, pure, seem to be out of the world, happy, as if floating to heaven.
But now, it's still graduation, leaving it all, feeling unrealistically relaxed.
I did graduate. Finally, I graduated.