After all, I still have to leave.

At the time of writing this article, it was already three days before graduation.

When I first stepped into the door of the country, I knew that I was no longer a child, and the innocence of childhood slowly disappeared with the passage of time.

In the two years of the middle school, everyone played a lot of troubles and stumbled through the third day. I remember that when I first came to school, we didn’t know each other. We eagerly knew each other. Later, we became familiar with each other through a period of contact, and gradually played. When we first came to school, everyone thought about graduating soon. Freedom, but it’s really time to graduate. Will everyone be the same as before? I don't know what everyone thinks, but I think my thoughts were very simple and naive. What I left now is just memories, tears and reluctance. After all, there is no banquet in the world, and even if we stay longer, we must be separated.

I still remember that the first time I came to the school was in an empty classroom. There was nothing in it. Now there are more tables, benches, chairs, teachers, and more classmates in the classroom. After so long together, our feelings are slowly heating up, but suddenly we have to graduate, so we are all caught off guard, we are all very sad, not because of the pressure of the senior high school entrance examination, more because we have to separate, to leave us Once we were together, we don’t know if we can see each other again in the future. We don’t know if there is any chance to contact in the future. We don’t know that our class will be in the future. After many years, we don’t know how many years later. I don't remember the people in our class.

Goodbye, my country life, goodbye, my friends, I sincerely hope that you can get a good grade in the middle school. I hope that we will be good students in the next life. Goodbye, my teachers may sometimes make you angry, but I understand at the moment that we have little time left together. Why did God catch us, we always understand the value of fate at the last moment.

After all, I left, what did I hope for? I really hope that this is an ending? My loved ones, I hope that my life will be good, and I will not understand the preciousness of my feelings at the last moment. I hope that the people who saw my article will cherish the last few days. I don’t ask for anything. I just hope that everyone is fine. In this way, I am very satisfied.

Third day: Xiong Zefeng