Class teacher, I want to say a few words to you.

To tell you the truth, time flies so fast that I almost suffocate.

I don't know how I stumbled all the way here. Repeat the same thing every day, and see the same scenery every day, but it seems that some things can't be finished, and some scenery can't be finished. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed, but I survived.

I don't know what I think of these people, these things and this school now. The world is big, but I can't see the direction clearly. I can only see the sky in my field of vision. Although the sky is small, it is full of memories, which is enough for me to remember all my life. Don't say I'm sitting on my hands. It's too far, I can't see anything.

My heart is quite empty, and I can't hide the loneliness in my eyes. I've been looking for someone I can rely on, someone who can speak from the heart. A person walking on this unknown road saw too many people and happened too many stories. I just want someone to lend me a shoulder to lean on when I'm hurt. There are too many scenery along the way. I hope someone can accompany me to watch it. Even if you don't say a word, you can be happy and sad together.

I am not a delicate flower, and I don't need to be a delicate flower. I just need to be a grass and watch the flowers bloom quietly. You don't need to get ahead, just do your job with peace of mind. Maybe one day someone will see me behind the gorgeous flowers and give me a shallow smile. ......

Some people on campus have begun to change gradually and become mature. After all, there is only less than a month left. I've been depressed since I filled in my volunteer, perhaps because of a reluctance. Three years in junior high school, I believe most people will.