Goodbye, classmate

Six years, the next day of each year,

Swing the sweat we struggled together;

Six years, every sunset,

It shows us the hard work together.

Time is like an arrow from the string, and it will pass through here at once.

But let us bear the pain of parting;

The years are like dislocated horses, and they are flying around immediately.

Just let us enjoy a short time.

It’s hard to forget that the gentlemen’s small days are small,

From time to time, I fell into tears;

Unforgettable, those who can’t put down the class 161,

Every moment is missing our story.

One after another, we are very impressed;

One after another, tomorrow, we are full of envy.

Maybe tomorrow, we will leave this campus,

Maybe tomorrow, we will say goodbye to each other.

I will meet next time, I don’t know what year and month,

Perhaps it’s almost ten years;

I will meet next time, I don’t know what to do,

Maybe at that time, you and I will change.

Hidden in the bottom of my heart, turned into tears,

I firmly believe that this parting is for the next meeting.

A thousand words that can't be said, turn into the best blessing:

Goodbye, classmates!

Hunan Hengyang Fuyang City Yanshi attached small sixth grade: 161 class Li Di