大學(xué)生畢業(yè)英語演講稿（精選3篇）

大學(xué)生畢業(yè)英語演講稿 篇1

　　尊敬的老師，親愛的同學(xué)們；

　　大家好！

　　—既是老師,又是朋友,更是親人的尊敬和愛戴。學(xué)生即將遠(yuǎn)行,請(qǐng)?jiān)试S我們深情地道一聲:"老師,您辛苦了!謝謝你們的關(guān)懷和教育"。

　　我親愛的.學(xué)弟學(xué)妹們,你們是我們理學(xué)院的未來,是你們讓理學(xué)院代來了生機(jī)和活力,你們的努力和奮斗為理學(xué)院代來了榮譽(yù),即使我們離校了也會(huì)感到無限的榮耀,在這里請(qǐng)?jiān)试S我代表全體畢業(yè)生對(duì)你們表示誠(chéng)摯的感謝和衷心的祝福,祝福你們明天走的更好。

　　畢業(yè)是一首久唱不衰的老歌,是散場(chǎng)之后的余音繞耳,所有甜美或者苦澀的故事,定格為熱淚盈眶的欣悅,依然真誠(chéng)直率的目光,依然奔流激蕩的熱血,正牽引著我們?cè)僖淮蝹鞒?傳唱那飄逝的日月春秋。"乘風(fēng)破浪會(huì)有時(shí),直掛云帆濟(jì)滄海。"讓時(shí)間作證,承載著我們理學(xué)院領(lǐng)導(dǎo),老師們的殷切期望和深情囑托,我們一定會(huì)做擁有智慧并富有激情的人,做胸懷大志并腳踏實(shí)地的人,做德才兼?zhèn)洳⒂掠趧?chuàng)新的人,做富有責(zé)任并敢挑重?fù)?dān)的人!同學(xué)們,臨別之際,讓我們立下誓言:今天,我們以作為農(nóng)大的畢業(yè)生為榮;明天,農(nóng)大將會(huì)以我們?yōu)闃s!

　　我們要走了,理學(xué)院的老師們?yōu)槲覀兯�做的一�?我們暫時(shí)無以回報(bào),我們信息與計(jì)算科學(xué)專業(yè)全體畢業(yè)生送上我們深深的祝福"祝:理學(xué)院——欣欣向榮,蒸蒸日上"。

　　我的演講完畢,謝謝大家!

大學(xué)生畢業(yè)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(xué)生畢業(yè)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.

大學(xué)生畢業(yè)英語演講稿 篇3

　　尊敬的各位領(lǐng)導(dǎo)、老師們、同學(xué)們：

　　大家好！我不會(huì)回來了，我的生命在這里的一頁已經(jīng)翻過去了，以后我只會(huì)以新的身份再來到這里。還在書寫自己那一頁的人啊，你們是否會(huì)以這樣的覺悟，謹(jǐn)慎而果斷地寫下去呢？

　　不會(huì)后悔的決心，與充滿遺憾的回憶，這就是人生。如果失去了前者，也就不會(huì)感覺到后者，人生也就停滯了，新的一步也無法邁出。另一方面，當(dāng)一個(gè)人回首過去，如果沒有感到坎坷，那他的生命也未免過于平淡了。

　　就這樣，4年的大學(xué)生活終于也結(jié)束了。這4年間，每一時(shí)刻的言行，每一時(shí)刻的心境，這些瞬息萬變的感受是何等的廣闊與豐富。有人只關(guān)心歡樂地瞬間，將它們排在痛苦的前面，將之稱為積極樂觀地看待人生。是呢，確實(shí)如此，不過我不是，有什么必要去否定自己來時(shí)的腳印呢，有什么必要去進(jìn)行取舍，來縮短自己已經(jīng)如此短暫的人生呢？

　　這大學(xué)的4年里，上了各種各樣的課，認(rèn)識(shí)了各種各樣的老師和同學(xué)，參加了公益的、興趣的、玩樂的活動(dòng)，到過商街到過鄉(xiāng)村，去過軍訓(xùn)去過慶典，出現(xiàn)過興奮的不快的時(shí)刻，經(jīng)歷過咬牙切齒的開懷大笑的瞬間；而且呢，問過路也指過路哦。

　　這大學(xué)的4年里，發(fā)生了各種各樣的很多事，我很高興這一點(diǎn)。