The years are like a song, my diary's memory
Time is like an old poet's long poem, gently sprinkling the traces of the years with unignorable power to interpret all the beauty and tribulations. Those unforgettable moments are like bright stars that forever illuminate my path of growth. My diary, which I hold in my hands, records all of this. It is the witness of my memories.
My diary is full of colorful memories. There are my youthful dreams, my curiosity about the world, the joy of my first friendships and love, and the pain of facing difficulties and obstacles. Every time I open it, it's like opening a door to the past, taking me back to those passionate and vibrant days. On every page of my diary, I can see that once-self, the one who laughed in the sunshine and cried in the rain. Those warm suns, those gentle moonlights, those boisterous laughter, those quiet nights, all deeply imprinted in my heart. In those days, I learned how to love, how to care for others, and how to face the ups and downs of life. My diary records all of this. It is my friend, accompanying me through those unforgettable years.
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