Ten, beauty is that you can see a beautiful sunset.

In the tenth middle school, a group of students and a group of teachers stare at each other every day, which is very vulgar.

No.10 Middle School is very common, and it is not a very good school in my city.

But I really like it there,

There are gentle teachers, lovely doormen and loud aunts.

Instant noodles sweeping the floor. Hee hee,

I have the best memories there,

I have a very valuable friendship and teacher-student relationship there.

On the first day of school, we were strangers, and we smelled it when we opened the new book.

Very excited.

We cried on graduation day. Put away the worn-out books and pick up the pens on the floor.

We were in tears,

God cooperated with us and it rained heavily.

The once precious friendship will disappear everywhere today.

Don't say anything I won't forget you. Just to comfort you.

All good things must come to an end.

Meeting is not the beginning, so what is the end of parting?

I wish every friend who once went out in No.10 Middle School happy every day and all the best.