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A sad sentence of parting, pouring out or feeling.

1. Those who know know know how to give up, and those who really love know how to sacrifice.

My saddest words are in my heart. I will only say goodbye when I leave.

Silence is the farewell flute, and silence is Cambridge tonight.

The memory of love should be well collected, but the future happiness should be found separately.

I didn't know the taste of parting was so bleak, and I didn't know the taste of saying goodbye was so strong.

1. Those who know know know how to give up, and those who really love know how to sacrifice.

My saddest words are in my heart. I will only say goodbye when I leave.

Silence is the farewell flute, and silence is Cambridge tonight.

The memory of love should be well collected, but the future happiness should be found separately.

I didn't know the taste of parting was so bleak, and I didn't know the taste of saying goodbye was so strong.

1 1. One year's classmates, * * * bathed in sunshine; How many chapters of friendship have you written in a thousand days? May the lost years become beautiful memories. Always stay in my heart.

12. Parting is sad. No matter what you say, it is sad. Sadness doesn't matter what you say, but that sentence involves your feelings of leaving a person and an environment.

13. Some people are sad when they leave, but they no longer contact; Some people are very sad after leaving, while others are afraid of meeting each other and leaving. More people don't care whether they will meet again, leave or not.

14. July is the season of parting and filariasis. I am a junior high school student who has just finished the senior high school entrance examination. Sitting in a strange examination room, looking at strange faces around, feeling the sadness of parting.

15. A slight breeze swept through, bringing a burst of chrysanthemum flowers, and a trace of sadness flashed in your eyes. Look at each other in pairs. Drops of tears draw a beautiful arc, and the golden leaves are thick, bearing our friendship. Yellow, the in the mind have unspeakable taste. Friendship is swallowed up by time and flows away like water. It is time to leave.