1: I walked out of the classroom quietly, closed the door, leaned against the familiar wall, and looked at the familiar sky. I don’t know why, but a crystal liquid flowed out of my eyes, and I felt a little sad. of. I'm leaving... Goodbye! My third grade of junior high school! My classmates! my dream!

2: It is cruel to say goodbye to him. No one dares to face him, but they have to face him. He is like a knife, cutting off our friendship, but you and I will always be heart to heart. There is no word "love" in his dictionary. He will never be soft-hearted and only knows how to complete his mission.

3: On this occasion of parting, we are still in love with each other. We walk back to the campus and count the stairs to the classroom, and sweet memories are in our hearts.