We are leaving the university.
Return the old student ID card
Take the luggage and look back.
An empty dormitory
A hurried student
Campus time
This is the end.
Youth always has something to give up.
But there is no need to regret it.
four years ago
We met.
* * * Be together.
at present
How about waving goodbye smartly?
Bless each other
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