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In June, accompanied by the clear rain and breeze, we parted during graduation. Looking at the familiar teaching building behind us, we hugged each other and cried, resolutely heading towards a new starting point. Finally, I know... I can't come back! The rings of the years keep turning, youth passes by in a hurry, and we will eventually grow up. So, will you cry because of the necessary parting? Will you shed tears for your aging years? Time flies and will never come back, goodbye, time. Gathering is not the beginning, and separation is not the end; it is easy to gather, and it is easy to disperse. June's footsteps will not stop for a short time because of you. "You have to be an adult. Remember, you are not allowed to be emotional, you are not allowed to miss me secretly, and you are not allowed to look back."