Those Things About Class 5 That Year

We always look forward to escaping from campus, looking forward to growing up and being free, but when we are standing in front of us, we suddenly realize that the place we most want to escape from is actually the hometown we most want to return to in the future. The cicadas chirped, the sycamore leaves danced, and the remaining wind carried the heat and blew the graduation song. Time always passes quietly, and in the blink of an eye, the campus life that has been accompanied day and night is about to come to an end. The years that I once thought were extremely long are now only looked back in a hurry.