During the break, I saw the teacher's gray hair and smiling eyes. I wonder if I will see them again in ten years. What should I say if I see them? Life is a borrowed journey, you will never catch what you once had, you can only cherish it.
Teacher, goodbye. I hope time is still willing to help us arrange a train trip where we can meet.
In the tunnel of time, no one can catch anything. Sometimes you think you have caught it, but in fact, what you catch is just your fantasy. We have traveled in the same car but now we are off to our next stop, happy farewell.