? Gone, gone, it seems that there is only a beginning, but no end.

When I walked into the classroom, I saw the personalized signatures and heroic words of the 100-day countdown; I also saw the well-preserved blackboard newspaper commemorating the 100th anniversary of the Party on the back blackboard. You can even see figures in a trance, picking up books and reading aloud. Hold a pen, write, and count. When he opened his mouth, there was a resounding answer. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of longing. I can even smell the familiar smell of your sweat surrounding me. But when I looked up, there were only empty classrooms, empty desks, and empty stools. There are no more you in the seats; there are no more books on the table. I have never felt that the classroom is so big before, but at this time, I feel like I have entered an empty valley, just like my empty heart.

? I know that from now on we will never have the opportunity to gather together. This classroom will eventually be filled, but it will no longer be you. Even when we say goodbye we will never see each other again.

? Miss you? The night before leaving school before the high school entrance examination, we lit the candles before graduation, made good wishes, touched the precious cream on our faces, relaxed, shouted, and reveled. Seeing the youthful face, in a daze, I hope that time will stand still, keep the youth, and freeze the beauty. But I can't be so selfish. You have your own way.

? Reluctant to part with it? A seventh-grade classmate asked me, "No, it's a matter of course." What's more, I have been lucky enough to accompany you for three years, witnessing you move from boyhood to youth, from childishness to maturity; witnessing you breaking through and surpassing yourself. How happy I am, even I enjoy the beauty of one tree shaking another tree, one cloud pushing another cloud, and one life influencing another life. What else can I be reluctant to part with? You have left this station and have to climb higher mountains. I should have blessed him loudly, but I did. But at this moment, why is it a little sad? Humans are such contradictory animals.

? Miss you! There is an opening ceremony to start, but there is no graduation ceremony to end. I always feel that something is missing in my heart, so let’s look back at the past together, give ourselves a ceremony, and crown ourselves.

? I still remember the first time I saw you, the playground, the sunshine, sweat dripping down my cheeks, but I still stood upright, with perseverance written on my young face, and stubbornness engraved in my clear eyes. Next to the instructor's bright eyes, someone fainted. After the doctor's simple treatment and a short rest, he stood in the team again. I have just sent off one class, and their stories are still in my heart, and their faces are still lingering in my mind, but at that moment you conquered me, walking from my eyes to my heart. How lucky and blessed I am. I will also work hard to get into your hearts from your eyes.

How many happy memories we had in the past.

? We spent the New Year’s Day feast together; we walked together on campus, looked at, smelled, touched, and remembered the phoenix trees, osmanthus, red leaves, and heather on campus; together we challenged unity and cooperation in eight-person stands on the playground in groups. A newspaper; we stand together on the turning platform of the teaching building to say our New Year greetings; we stand on the bank of the Yellow River together facing the surging Yellow River water and sing inspirational red songs; we listen to the heroes' songs under the burnt trees. We are sad about the failure of the tug-of-war competition together; we jump up and wave our arms together over and over again; we stand on the podium and talk about our idols; we share our scholarly stories together; we sit on the ground in front of the classroom and learn from 2019 turns to 2021...

Too much of the past is unforgettable, and too much of the past is in front of you. We have been happily together for three years, and we are engraved in each other's lives. I hope you will use the energy here to overcome obstacles in the days to come. May there be a road under your feet, light in your eyes, and dreams in your heart.

I will always love your old class