Talking about the word 100 is very sad for people who are about to graduate from grade three.

1 Come and go in a hurry, leaving a thousand words, looking forward to the next reunion.

Time flies and I forget a lot before I know it. Those familiar faces have gone further and further in the wind of years, leaving only traces of memory and mottled places, and can no longer find the prosperity of yesterday. I am used to watching flowers bloom and fall. I will go to Qiu Lai in spring and never go again. .........

Night breeze blows my face, a missed flower season, burying my head in smoke, like water passing by. I scattered the brush in my hand, confusing the haze of sunny days, the past is like smoke, and an emotional sadness confuses my world; Your head has been aching all day. ......