Your figure is a sail, and my eyes are a river. How many times I tried to keep you, I couldn't keep you in the end. I know that friendship is rare in this world, but freedom is more precious.
We have been together for four years, and every game, discussion and quarrel will be a precious page in my memory.
Remember we walked by the lake. The moonlight is soft, like a milky white hazy cover. In my eyes, not far away, there are two white boats tied together, supporting each other, jumping up and down in the micro waves, and showing brilliant light together with the tiny waves around.
Meeting is not the beginning, and parting is not the end. Countless beautiful moments of my classmates will be engraved in my memory forever.