When you come gently;
We waved gently,
Want to keep your care
The teaching of that class
Is the hope in the morning sun
Numbers in memory,
Ripple in our hearts.
The situation of first acquaintance,
Oily swaying in the bottom of my heart;
In the eyes of teachers,
We are willing to follow the instructions.
In the past years,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.
Crushing in time,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Looking back deeper into the memory,
Full of all the stars,
Play a song in the starlight
But we can't play songs,
Quiet is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for us,
Silence is a prayer today!
You left quietly,
Just as you came quietly;
We waved our sleeves,
Keep all the love.