Yes, is it over?
Why, unconsciously, sad?
Three years, which has given me a lot,
Three years, when the light took away a lot,
A reincarnation, three degrees of spring and autumn.
Those tears and laughter remain in my heart.
Memory sealed them,
Took a nice name, called growth.
Those classmates,
At the moment of parting,
How sad.
If three-year-old youth is a feast,
So, when we went to dinner three years ago,
Have you ever thought about leaving this moment?
In August, in front of Yaotai, we met.
Before Loulan in June, we broke up.
No,
My friends,
Is it on a familiar street corner?
At a coincidental time,
There will be your unchanging smile.
No,
My friends,
No matter how many years of ups and downs,
Looking back,
Think about the lost beauty,
Nevertheless,
So,
Warm and wonderful?
Goodbye,
Take care,
Don't forget,
We are in each other's hearts,
Never get lost