I would like to miss this 82.

Second class in eight years,

The class full of laughter and laughter,

The class full of friendly care,

That class that laughs and laughs all day.

Second class in eight years,

Although learning can't compare with other classes,

But unprecedented unity.

Second class in eight years,

Those people from the past have already dispersed.

There is no trace.

We are all impossible to return to the past,

We have all changed,

The class has changed,

The people around me have changed,

Everything has changed.

What we have not changed is youth.

The feast of youth,

After all, I still have to die.

And what we can do is to cherish and grasp.

Cherish everything in front of you,

Youth, morning and evening, will be scattered,

No one can stop it.

Eight-year-old classmates,

Reality will hone us,

But we can never forget this friendship,

Right?

Third day: Lai Yulian