I don’t know how many stars are obsessed with it. How can I erase this inexhaustible attachment with a wave of my hand? Even if the scenery in the future is more beautiful and better, I can’t throw it away lightly. In the past\showing a smile\although life bids farewell to ordinary things\when we really say goodbye\it is difficult to say goodbye

The south wind blows gently again, and the time of getting together is in a hurry

Farewell under the willow shade All kinds of melancholy, classmates have been in love for many years, thousands of thoughts on the journey, may friendship turn into a force for progress!

The time has come to leave, let’s go! There is no need to regret or say goodbye. Even if the singing gradually becomes silent, our hearts will keep beating forever.

Meeting and saying goodbye, returning to sail and leaving the shore are both the end of past joy and the beginning of future happiness.