Title: Say Goodbye
In a midnight dress,
With a basket of decaying dandelions
During the descending of the Sun,
We all shall see the time that has passed
When everything was doing just fine
In the 7th grade, underneath the evergreens,
Beyond all grades that have passed
On top of the dewy grass,
Without my parents, I shall follow my own path
The path who leads me to the 8th grade
Among new colleges and friends
