May 25 last bell collection of poems Goodbye my school

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Today is May 25th. The day when the last bell rings in all secondary schools in Uzbekistan, graduates say goodbye to their beloved schools and classmates.
We present the best poems and wishes for young men and women who are on the threshold of a great life.
The Last Bell Poem

In my heart I have infinite respect for this day,
My heartfelt expressions.
My sisters and brothers are leaving this day,
Because the last bell is ringing
Good school, good classmates

Here we are, unaware that time has passed
We also came to the eleventh grade
We took our first step into school yesterday
We didn’t appreciate those days either
Now these days are precious to us
For me, the lessons I missed were a dream
I will never forget these days
I don’t want the last years to pass
It's too late
Classmates don't want to leave either
It took me a while
For some reason my heart was sick too
I hurt someone’s tongue in this class
I offended someone else in vain
That’s why my heart is so hard
Now all the classmates are leaving
The girls slowly wash their eyes
Balls, on the other hand, are taken seriously
Here we are graduating from this dream school
I will not forget my classmates even after many years
Get along well with classmates
If we spend the last year without a war conflict
After all, if we spoil each other
Now let’s look at each other at once
Let's keep in touch with each other even after we finish school!
Good school songs and poems

Good school Ravshan Sobirov and Setora group)

[Ravshan Sobirov]
The last days of spring,
Tugar's childhood.
The last bell rings,
Good school,
Goodbye my friends, my joy.
[Setanho (Setora) group]
Sorry, sorry just now
When I reach you,
I fly away from you,
To a new life
You wish us a safe journey.
Good school, good luck,
Goodbye my first love, goodbye my friends. (x2)
[Ravshan Sobirov]
I couldn't believe it for years
To the feelings in my heart,
Only today did I know that,
How dear
I need you.
[Setanho (Setora) group]
I remember the letter you wrote,
An expression of pure love.
I want to go back to those days,
As a child,
To school with you.
Good school, good luck,
Goodbye my first love, goodbye my friends. (x4)
Good school…
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My classmates
Our eyes laugh, our hearts weep.
Our tongues say goodbye, don't speak,
We miss my school, your warm heart.
My classmates, I don’t want to go.
Like a swallow, we fly,
With longing in our hearts, we will leave, friends.
Our eyes are on your way, I miss you,
My classmates, we are gone now.
h3> Stop clockwise
Stop for miles,
Don't ring the last bell.
Years of joy left behind,
Don't ring the last bell.
Is it another way, another way,
Our tongues weep bitterly.
When we leave, our eyes are behind us,
Don't ring the last bell.
We will not forget you first Master!
I don't remember my first step.
We appreciate you,
Don't ring the last bell.
I was more excited than anyone,
My heart is still longing.
My moments like a dream,
Don't ring the last bell.
We were like a family,
Years passed and we parted ways.
Now we have come to appreciate mercy,
Don't ring the last bell.
I miss my classmates,
My dildo-eyed friends.
I remember the memories silently,
Don't ring the last bell.
New life in new ways,
We have taken other steps.
Memory of youth to Shamshod Safar!
Don't ring the last bell.
The last bell to ring
The last days of spring.
Childhood as it ends.
The moments of parting are approaching.
The last bell does not ring.
I stay a little longer with my classmates.
I have time to thank the teachers.
Say goodbye to my dear school.
The last bell doesn't ring for a while.
I see fewer classmates now.
I'm not coming to school anymore.
I don’t forget my classmates school though.
The last bell does not ring.
My school, you are my dearest home.
Today you become the past.
Eh Barno you still miss school a lot.
The last bell doesn't ring for a while.
It broke my imagination at that moment.
Separating classmates from each other.
Chased out of the school yard.
The last bell rang… ..
Poems about the last call
The last bell that shakes hearts
The last bell rang,
The school is far from home.
Tears well up in my eyes,
Because the last bell is ringing
Be happy classmate

Sometimes I don't see, Young in your autumns.
Let the sun shine in the heavens for you.
Separation was a heavy stone in my heart.
Happy Birthday Dear Classmate…
Now the past is a dream for you,
The memory of those days is a monument to us.
Where are you Classmate is a question to the heart.
Happy Birthday Dear Classmate.
Let not the flower of hope be offered.
Dream in your heart, don’t die prematurely.
Let these dark autumns never be wet.
Long live my dear classmate
I miss you classmate
We became classmates,
We became classmates,
Are we strangers today?
I miss you dear classmate.
One by one our school years passed,
Gone are the seasons, gone are the days and months,
Today is a longing morning
I miss you in the morning, classmate.
There were days when I was really upset,
I had waking nights that day,
My longing, my anguish, my thoughts,
I miss you crying classmate.
Tears flowed over the years,
Now those friends are gone,
Are those strangers now strangers,
I will always miss you classmate.
See, for the last time in class together,
Waiting for a break together for the last time,
We sit quietly swallowing pains,
I miss you so much classmate.
The last bell also rings slowly,
Disappointment in the eyes, a bouquet in hand,
A paste from our school years,
I will always miss you CLASSMATE !!!!
Dear teacher (poem for graduates)
The root of great knowledge is embodied in you,
You give education from different fields.
When I listen to it, even a small body,
Grow up like a mature person, teacher.
Knowledge always shines in your heart,
As if he calls us like a light.
You are my bright star of the night,
Without a bright day, dear teacher.
The last bell rang
I don't know, but it's the sound that touches your soul
Maybe you’re even tired of lessons.
Maybe your teacher is nervous,
But never forget the last school period!
After all, it was not easy to wait 9 years,
9 years of life spent in vain.
It is not easy to catch the skirts of teachers,
Everyone has their own way, be patient.
Maybe you forgot, maybe you remember,
The little girl who stepped into this place,
Oh, you were a child, full of joy
The first bell to ring.
A pure girl who does not know the alphabet
Advice for growing up mother.
A turtle that got bored running away from class
The advice we do for ourselves today.
9 joys and worries in 9 years:
Of course, adventures do not go unnoticed.
Friendship opened in the classroom garden,
Some people have a pure love.
Now the teacher does not check the life lesson,
It is not possible to move the task.
Not included in the diary "2" grades,
Now is the time to forgive mistakes.
Classmates, you can no longer be friends,
You can't be friends anymore, but remember:
Your friends will be forever shoulder to shoulder,
The last bell does not ring for friendship.
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The teacher is as great as your father, the teacher's step is blessed,
Every word of the Master is full of knowledge and wisdom,
The teacher's heart is clear, the teacher's space is bright,
The seed that the master throws away,
The step of the teacher is blessed, the teacher is as great as your father.
Timur bowed at the feet of his eternal teacher,
The Master is like the Sun, the Moon, of the universe,
The light of knowledge is where the oils step,
Roads to justice, fidelity, the palace of love,
The step of the teacher is blessed, the teacher is as great as your father.
Parents give birth to children,
The Master, on the other hand, baptizes with knowledge, wisdom, enlightenment,
Raises the children of the earth to heaven,
Parents turn the fan into a frog,
The step of the teacher is blessed, the teacher is as great as your father.
It is said that the oppression of a teacher is better than the love of a father.
The success of the disciples is the reward of the teacher,
Navoi is a perfect professional,
The key to happiness is, of course, knowledge and practice.
The step of the teacher is blessed, the teacher is as great as your father.
The habit of those who have not seen the Master is to walk,
May everyone's words, efforts, intentions,
Eat less, sleep less, sleep less - advice from teachers,
How great is the power of the word of the Master.
The step of the teacher is blessed, the teacher is as great as your father.
Salvation grows a flower in Avloni's garden,
Fees are taken, not given - in the lesson of Behbudi,
The image of Akilkhan is on the "Alphabet" page,
Teachers swear by writing,
The step of the teacher is blessed, the teacher is as great as your father.
Last call
Today is the last day of school
Eleven years is the end of childhood.
Now life will be your classroom, at school
The last bell rang today.
I don't know, maybe it's the sound that touches your soul,
Maybe you’re even tired of lessons.
Maybe your teacher is nervous,
But never forget the last school period!
After all, it was not easy to wait 11 years,
11 years of life spent in vain.
It is not easy to catch the skirts of teachers,
Everyone has their own way, be patient.
Maybe you forgot, maybe you remember,
The little girl who stepped into this place,
Oh, you were a child, full of joy
The first bell to ring.
A pure girl who does not know the alphabet
Advice for growing up mother.
A turtle that got bored running away from class
The advice we do for ourselves today.
11 joys and worries in 11 years:
Of course, adventures do not go unnoticed.
Friendship opened in the classroom garden,
Some people have a pure love.
Now the teacher does not check the life lesson,
It is not possible to move the task.
Not included in the diary "2" grades,
Now is the time to forgive mistakes.
Classmates, you can no longer be friends,
You can't be friends anymore, but remember:
Your friends will be forever shoulder to shoulder,
The last bell does not ring for friendship.
Poem for May 25th

Leaving school,
It's a pain for me, it's a pain.
A heavy torture that tormented my heart,
Because the last bell is ringing.
the last bell also rings slowly,
frustration in the eyes, a bouquet in the hand,
a paste from our school years,
I will always miss you CLASSMATE !!!!
Our school years have passed one by one,
past seasons, past days- months,
today is the morning of longing
miss you classmate
There is no turning back time
The way of life is not smooth
Yellowed leaves do not turn green
The water in the river is unstoppable
He will never be unfaithful
A broken heart cannot be renewed
There can be no painter other than your friend
It is impossible to resurrect someone who has died
The Supreme Judge can’t stop the time either
My youth will not go back either
No one can be like my beloved half
no one can replace him
There will be no one in this world who does not love
No one can love like me
No one can replace my friend either
No matter how much it rains, nothing will happen to me
Falcons and mice can never live together
The heart does not know deception when it loves
There will never be a day when the heart is not crushed
The clock can't even turn back
Nothing can be a foe for a friend
My love for me will no longer be there at all
Because my broken heart cannot be restored
The tears will no longer be anything
These tears are not rain
There is no reason for all this
Nothing is equal to the guardianship of Allah
My life will unfortunately not be like this
That’s not all of my lions yet!
School gate
If you are interested in the collection of selected poems dedicated to our dear teachers, go to this page: Poems about the teacher
My tears of joy rise from my eyes,
He is leaving school this day.
A step into a new life,
Because the last bell is ringing.
Today is the last day of school
The end of a nine-year childhood.
Now you will have a life class at school,
The last bell rang today.
How are you my classmates?
We wrote lessons together,
We waited for breaks,
I miss you today,
Are you ok my classmates,
Who could have excelled,
Someone is on duty,
We did not know sadness,
Are you ok my classmates,
Sometimes we read sheru fairy tales,
Sometimes we made a mistake and stood up,
I don't know why now,
Are you ok my classmates,
Introducing us to the school,
Joyful boys and girls,
I miss you today,
Are you ok my classmates,
Don't ring the last bell
The stars are crying in the sky this evening
The full moon between the blue cries silently
In the school garden next to Majnuntal
A girl cries with pain in her heart
It makes the hearts tremble
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Moments of separation are so painful
Stay tuned »Last call»
Unspoken and unspoken words
Letters written sometimes openly and sometimes secretly
A heart-to-heart conversation
The colors turn yellow and hurt my heart
A notebook in the hands of the girls
Now it has become a dream
Pictures taken with a classmate
It makes the hearts tremble
Stay tuned »Last call»
I don't want to leave munis school
I've loved you forever, you're a lamp
I don't want to hide, I'm young too
Stay tuned »Last call»
What awaits us yet
Sad love, sad separation
Our glorious era is coming to an end
Stay tuned »Last call»
source: baxtiyor.uz

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