學生畢業英語演講稿（精選3篇）

學生畢業英語演講稿 篇1

尊敬的老師，親愛的同學們；

大家好！

—既是老師,又是朋友,更是親人的尊敬和愛戴。學生即將遠行,請允許我們深情地道一聲:"老師,您辛苦了!謝謝你們的關懷和教育"。

我親愛的.學弟學妹們,你們是我們理學院的未來,是你們讓理學院代來了生機和活力,你們的努力和奮鬥為理學院代來了榮譽,即使我們離校了也會感到無限的榮耀,在這裏請允許我代表全體畢業生對你們表示誠摯的GEt="_blank" >感謝和衷心的祝福,祝福你們明天走的更好。

畢業是一首久唱不衰的老歌,是散場之後的餘音繞耳,所有甜美或者苦澀的故事,定格為熱淚盈眶的欣悦,依然真誠直率的目光,依然奔流激盪的熱血,正牽引着我們再一次傳唱,傳唱那飄逝的日月春秋。"乘風破浪會有時,直掛雲帆濟滄海。"讓時間作證,承載着我們理學院領導,老師們的殷切期望和深情囑託,我們一定會做擁有智慧並富有激情的人,做胸懷大志並腳踏實地的人,做德才兼備並勇於創新的人,做富有責任並敢挑重擔的人!同學們,臨別之際,讓我們立下誓言:今天,我們以作為農大的畢業生為榮;明天,農大將會以我們為榮!

我們要走了,理學院的老師們為我們所做的一切,我們暫時無以回報,我們信息與計算科學專業全體畢業生送上我們深深的祝福"祝:理學院——欣欣向榮,蒸蒸日上"。

我的演講完畢,謝謝大家!

學生畢業英語演講稿 篇2

I take with me the memory of Friday afternoon ACM happy hours, known not for kegs of beer, but rather bowls of rainbow sherbet punch. Over the several years that I attended these happy hours they enjoyed varying degrees of popularity, often proportional to the quality and quantity of the accompanying refreshments - but there was always the rainbow sherbert punch.

I take with me memories of purple parking permits, the West Campus shuttle, checking my pendaflex, over-due library books, trying to print from cec, lunches on Delmar, friends who slept in their offices, miniature golf in Lopata Hall, The Greenway Talk, division III basketball, and trying to convince Dean Russel that yet another engineering school rule should be changed.

Finally, I would like to conclude, not with a memory, but with some advice. What would a graduation speech be without a little advice, right? Anyway, this advice comes in the form of a verse delivered to the 1977 graduating class of Lake Forest College by Theodore Seuss Geisel, better known to the world as Dr. Seuss - Here's how it goes:

My uncle ordered popovers from the restaurant's bill of fare. And when they were served, he regarded them with a penetrating stare . . . Then he spoke great Words of Wisdom as he sat there on that chair: "To eat these things," said my uncle, "you must excercise great care. You may swallow down what's solid . . . BUT . . . you must spit out the air!"

And . . . as you partake of the world's bill of fare, that's darned good advice to follow. Do a lot of spitting out the hot air. And be careful what you swallow.

大學生畢業英語演講稿篇3

Faculty, family, friends, and fellow graduates, good evening.

I am honored to address you tonight. On behalf of the graduating masters and doctoral students of Washington University's School of Engineering and Applied Science, I would like to thank all the parents, spouses, families, and friends who encouraged and supported us as we worked towards our graduate degrees. I would especially like to thank my own family, eight members of which are in the audience today. I would also like to thank all of the department secretaries and other engineering school staff members who always seemed to be there when confused graduate students needed help. And finally I would like to thank the Washington University faculty members who served as our instructors, mentors, and friends.

As I think back on the seven-and-a-half years I spent at Washington University, my mind is filled with memories, happy, sad, frustrating, and even humorous.

Tonight I would like to share with you some of the memories that I take with me as I leave Washington University.

I take with me the memory of my office on the fourth floor of Lopata Hall - the room at the end of the hallway that was too hot in summer, too cold in winter, and always too far away from the women's restroom. The window was my office's best feature. Were it not for the physics building across the way, it would have afforded me a clear view of the arch. But instead I got a view of the roof of the physics building. I also had a view of one corner of the roof of Urbauer Hall, which seemed to be a favorite perch for various species of birds who alternately won perching rights for several weeks at a time. And I had a nice view of the physics courtyard, noteworthy as a good place for watching people run their dogs. It's amazing how fascinating these views became the longer I worked on my dissertation. But my favorite view was of a nearby oak tree. From my fourth-floor vantage point I had a rather intimate view of the tree and the various birds and squirrels that inhabit it. Occasionally a bird would land on my window sill, which usually had the effect of startling both of us.

I take with me the memory of two young professors who passed away while I was a graduate student. Anne Johnstone, the only female professor from whom I took a course in the engineering school, and Bob Durr, a political science professor and a member of my dissertation committee, both lost brave battles with cancer. I remember them fondly.

I take with me the memory of failing the first exam in one of the first engineering courses I took as an undergraduate. I remember thinking the course was just too hard for me and that I would never be able to pass it. So I went to talk to the professor, ready to drop the class. And he told me not to give up, he told me I could succeed in his class. For reasons that seemed completely ludicrous at the time, he said he had faith in me. And after that my grades in the class slowly improved, and I ended the semester with an A on the final exam. I remember how motivational it was to know that someone believed in me.

I take with me memories of the midwestern friendliness that so surprised me when I arrived in St. Louis 8 years ago. Since moving to New Jersey, I am sad to say, nobody has asked me where I went to high school.

I take with me the memory of the short-lived computer science graduate student social committee lunches. The idea was that groups of CS grad students were supposed to take turns cooking a monthly lunch. But after one grad student prepared a pot of chicken that poisoned almost the entire CS grad student population and one unlucky faculty member in one fell swoop, there wasn't much enthusiasm for having more lunches.

I take with me the memory of a more successful graduate student effort, the establishment of the Association of Graduate Engineering Students, known as AGES. Started by a handful of engineering graduate students because we needed a way to elect representatives to a campus-wide graduate student government, AGES soon grew into an organization that now sponsors a wide variety of activities and has been instrumental in addressing a number of engineering graduate student concerns.

I take with me the memory of an Engineering and Policy department that once had flourishing programs for full-time undergraduate, masters, and doctoral students.

I take with me memories of the 1992 U.S. Presidential debate. Eager to get involved in all the excitement I volunteered to help wherever needed. I remember spending several days in the makeshift debate HQ giving out-of-town reporters directions to the athletic complex. I remember being thrilled to get assigned

the job of collecting film from the photographers in the debate hall during the debate. And I remember the disappointment of drawing the shortest straw among the student volunteers and being the one who had to take the film out of the debate hall and down to the dark room five minutes into the debate - with no chance to re-enter the debate hall after I left.

I take with me memories of university holidays which never seemed to apply to graduate students. I remember spending many a fall break and President's Day holiday with my fellow grad students in all day meetings brought to us by the computer science department.

I take with me memories of exams that seemed designed more to test endurance and perseverance than mastery of the subject matter. I managed to escape taking any classes that featured infamous 24-hour-take-home exams, but remember the suffering of my less fortunate colleagues. And what doctoral student could forget the pain and suffering one must endure to survive the qualifying exams? I take with me the memory of the seven-minute rule, which always seemed to be an acceptable excuse for being ten minutes latefor anything on campus, but which doesn't seem to apply anywhere else I go.

I take with me the memory of Friday afternoon ACM happy hours, known not for kegs of beer, but rather bowls of rainbow sherbet punch. Over the several years that I attended these happy hours they enjoyed varying degrees of popularity, often proportional to the quality and quantity of the accompanying refreshments - but there was always the rainbow sherbert punch.

I take with me memories of purple parking permits, the West Campus shuttle, checking my pendaflex, over-due library books, trying to print from cec, lunches on Delmar, friends who slept in their offices, miniature golf in Lopata Hall, The Greenway Talk, division III basketball, and trying to convince Dean Russel that yet another engineering school rule should be changed.

Finally, I would like to conclude, not with a memory, but with some advice. What would a graduation speech be without a little advice, right? Anyway, this advice comes in the form of a verse delivered to the 1977 graduating class of Lake Forest College by Theodore Seuss Geisel, better known to the world as Dr. Seuss - Here's how it goes:

My uncle ordered popoversfrom the restaurant's bill of fare. And when they were served,he regarded them with a penetrating stare . . .

Then he spoke great Words of Wisdom as he sat there on that chair:

"To eat these things,"

said my uncle,

"you must excercise great care.

You may swallow down what's solid . . . BUT . . .

you must spit out the air!"

And . . .

as you partake of the world's bill of fare, that's darned good advice to follow. Do a lot of spitting out the hot air. And be careful what you swallow.

Thank you.

學生畢業英語演講稿 篇3

In this season, the school is awakening, and the school is coming to the next generation of six grade students. From me to the present, after two years, I have changed from a little girl to a good big sister.

The bamboo shoots from the young shoot sprouts to the tall bamboo, each of which is a beautiful picture book, recording the wonderful life and things in our school. An interesting picture came across my mind.

I remember when I was just in grade four, Yang led me into the 41 class classroom for the first time. What a warm family it is! In a burst of applause, I introduced myself and sang to everyone. Miss Yang is very kind to me, and especially arranges me on the side of the monitor, Sun Xiaotong. The smiling faces of students, Yang also encouraged, said: "you have to work hard to learn from Sun Xiaotong, will certainly progress!"

That was the happiest time of my life. I walked downstairs and looked at the bamboo forest. I thought it was only in my hometown that I could see such a green bamboo. Now, I see it at school, and this feeling is like returning to my home.

In the unwittingly opening of the sports meeting, Mr. Yang thought I had the strength to help me to report 800 meters, although that was not my strength, but I should do my best for the honor of the class. We sold our school gate and went to the Qian Tang foreign language school to take part in the sports meet. The sound of a sweet voice on the radio is my turn to play. My mind is like a little rabbit jumping. I heard my classmates try to clap their hands and cheer for me. I took a deep breath and made full preparations, and finally ran 800 meters. At this time, I found that Mr. Yang had already waited for me at the end of the line. She supported me and tried to let me walk slowly. Although I got the name, I realized the warmth of this big group.

I remember that when we were in grade six, we carried out the meaningful activities of greening campus. The classmates in the class took all kinds of plants, some brought a pot of plants, and some brought two pots. Huang Yizhe unexpectedly brought five or six pots. In this way, with the efforts of our whole class, the number of plants in the class is the largest. The bamboo outside the window was blown over by the wind and nodded. It should be praising me for doing well.

This one thing, like that one day bamboo stands erect.

Goodbye to my alma mater, you taught me, you let me find happiness and happiness. Goodbye, my teacher, is that you have given me knowledge, let my blank mind, add a lot of knowledge, I have grown a lot! Goodbye, my classmates, you have let me know for the first time the true meaning of friendship, the strength of unity and unity. Ill always remember you.