Funeral with Lost Roses

This is how I left this place, which filled me with so much confusion. I just left like this, feeling a little bit reluctant for no reason. I walked from the first railing to the last one, looking at the familiar canteen and dormitories of the teaching building along the way, as well as the roses that were about to wither... Bitterness rises in my eyes, I will never come back, I will never come back to this place where I love and hate... Close your eyes and shed the last tear. In the days to come, you will never shed tears for him again. Open your eyes and walk out without looking back. But why did I encounter something just when I was making up my mind...