The chirping of cicadas in June filled the sky arrogantly, and the young people in June were in high spirits.
Three years of hard work finally came to fruition; countless days and nights of collapse finally came to an end.
Walking to different examination rooms, we handed in our final answer sheets. May every time we draw a pen be like a sharp sword drawn from its scabbard, fearless of the enemy; may every time we put away a pen be like a thousand swords returning to the clan, calm and calm.
Time will not let down those who work hard. Please walk on the road ahead bravely.
"You are the best class I have ever taught, and the teacher is proud of you..."
That summer, the sun was shining brightly, and they graduated - young people in the sky, may flowers accompany you all the way.
Motto: You only have one youth, so try to leave as few regrets as possible
