Throughout July, the air of my alma mater was filled with sadness of parting. Tonight, I will bid farewell to my alma mater, just as I bid farewell to my white-haired mother four years ago.
Tonight, I am crawling on your chest, looking at the distance that autumn water looks through, looking at the hometown where I was born and raised in the shadow of rivers, eagles, Woods, firelight and ancestors, and I can't help crying.
Alone in the east gate, the dim light is shining faintly, and several couples in the adjacent class are silently affectionate. Will they really get married? I hope to cross the campus. After depression, I don't want my relatives to suddenly disappear in the bleak days because of difficulties in choosing a job, and then ask each other for news!
In the dark night, occasionally a few tired birds fly lightly and perch on the dead branches of the wind and rain, which is particularly quiet and smart. Yes, birds also have their own thoughts, their own emotions and their own languages. They feel the care of love and are no strangers to the campus. Perhaps, birds are human.
Birds know when they are tired. At this time, I am no longer a tired bird wrapped in my mother's concern and migrating in the season.
Back to the dormitory, without yesterday's laughter, without the continuous ringing of the phone, all the students left! In the silence, let the tears cool down from the eyes, the eyes are moist and close the window, only the sound of thoughts pass by the roof.
Recite the graduation message gently: "after many years, you may not remember my face or know my fate." When you open the dusty graduation album in the dead of night, you will find my blessing, reminisce about my local accent and recall the pure friendship between us in the glorious years. "
Dawn, the way I came, I will leave gently. Tonight, I am attached, and the attached boat will wander along the direction of my hometown through the ups and downs of the seasonal riverbed. Alma mater! Tonight, I left you tears and laughter, and I left you my future and pursuit. I know that this world will always have your presence and your traction.
Dawn, I will say goodbye to you. Yes, I must say goodbye to you in the morning, because my hometown is a contract of life and death, and I signed my name at the beginning of my life. Even if the river has been waiting and the ferry is far away, even if the fallen leaves are buried in the path, the way home is always attractive.
Farewell to college is like farewell to mother. Farewell to my alma mater, I am full of fatigue and nostalgia. Seeing my mother, I burst into tears and smiled.