Sunshine, white clouds, green grass and blue sky
Gradually, joy replaces homesickness, and the full moon in a foreign land can be like home.
Gradually, you can't drink the wine of friendship, and you are deeply drunk in your friends' hearts.
Gradually, I walked into your dream, you stayed in my heart, and we irrigated our wishes together.
Gradually, the dream became clear, the pace became calm, and we began to sing the season of youth.
When we entered the school gate, the Vocational College of Literature and Art gave us a beautiful dream. When we are bathed in the first ray of morning light, the sunshine gives us colorful hopes; When we took a group photo for the first time, the smile gave us colorful imagination; When we were about to leave, memories gave us a colorful watch.
Red, that is the sincere reluctance of brothers and sisters; Green, which is lush and affectionate on the boulevard; Blue, that is the sky that is about to soar. Great, this is a wonderful review of our college life.
Affectionate wind, take us to miss quietly; Hazy rain brings us silent blessings; Bright stars lead us to pray quietly; Warm nights bring us colorful dreams.
Knowing each other is providence, knowing each other is human will, and adding up is friendship. We get together because our hearts are connected. The wind blew away my thoughts and the rain wet my memory. I am attached to the complex of missing, because we are about to separate.
Looking forward with deep affection, just like the deep blessing at this moment, the blessing of friends is the driving force for us to move forward, leaving silently, just like arriving silently at the beginning. Today's parting is for tomorrow's reunion. Who said we would be sad if we couldn't go back? Who said that homesickness must linger; Who says separation can't play chords? Who says you can only use loneliness to make up your face?
The last photo, no sadness, no sadness, only our dreams when we were young. Youth is accompanied by hope, sailing in the river of years, and the budding heart writes the most beautiful music in the most beautiful years.
With deep love, staring at the dying streamer, flying thoughts evoke memories.
With deep feelings, I imagined the direction of flying, and the burning passion ignited the full bloom of life.
In a blink of an eye, three years of college life sang the last chapter. At this moment, I suddenly found that our campus is so warm and our partners are so cute. Saying goodbye, I really realized that there are so many thoughts and entanglements at this moment.
After all, I can't escape parting. I didn't expect the taste of parting to be so bleak, and saying goodbye was so strong; It will come to an end eventually. Unexpectedly, joy instantly turned into sadness. I have to think about it after saying goodbye.
Time flies, and youth walks on the bank of time, drifting away. In the long river of memory, we left a long list of waves of laughter and sadness. In the future sky, memories and thoughts are a flowing and moving rosy clouds.
People say that it takes 500 brushes in my last life to get a smile in my life. Our reunion is a heavy fate, and our parting is a tearful eye.
The heart of parting is dull, and the feeling of parting is sad, but there is no banquet that must come to an end. Wipe away the tears from the corner of your eyes, let's do it and cherish it.
We will never forget the teacher, the gardener who worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget our friends and accompany our friendship day and night.
We will never forget the Department of Social Literature, which has given us a temple of knowledge and strength.
We will never forget the Civil Service College, which will be the mark of our life.
In July, we will travel far away and bid farewell to this beautiful era with deep attachment to the people's hospital and infinite vision for the future; In July, we will leave, with more than 1000 dribs and drabs deposited day and night, accepting the baptism of wind and rain.
We were in the prime of life when we left, and we may have turned gray when we came back. We must do something more.
Go to class again and introduce yourself seriously; Take another photo with them on the beautiful campus; I went to karaoke all night and ate fried potatoes on the side of the road when I came back. Seriously go to the last self-study and put that kind of effort in your heart; Go buy a nice little gift for the person you like and say "I love you" to him or her. It's really time to say goodbye.
Goodbye, my dearest classmate; Goodbye, dear teacher; Goodbye, dearest alma mater.