A class is a collective that helps and loves each other; Is a collective sharing weal and woe; This is a group that proves that unity is strength. I love my class, I love every classmate and every teacher, I love every memory you have given, and I love all the joys and sorrows that have passed through this classroom. This is unique. Every smile of yours is exciting, just like the first snow in winter. Every warmth you give, such as the first ray of sunshine in the dark, is touching; Every happiness you convey, like the first flower in full bloom in early spring, will never be forgotten. These are all worth cherishing in the memory of the years. I love my class and hope that no matter how many times the sun and the moon change, we will go on together. No matter how many degrees in spring and autumn,