Memory

Recently, I have always recollected the past. So have many of us done. We looked at the old photos, wrote articles about the past and so on.It was perhaps because we were entering the third stage of the "culture shock",called "regression phase". We no longer felt excited about being in a new place after staying in Singapore for three months. Worse still, we were worried about choosing majors and preparing the check point.All of these things put us on great pressure and we were just like a fish out of water. Consequently, we felt so lonely and helpless that we were eager to ask for the warmth from the memory.

These days, I am missing the tough but happy time in my high school. Those days were quite meaningful and unforgettable to me. Our life was full of endless lessons and exercises on that time. However, on the other hand, we felt pretty motivated and passionate because we were getting closer to our goals. What was the most important was that we had friends, parents and teachers who shared our joyfulness and sorrow with us. I could get the care and support from them. Memory is so significant to us that it can provide us the courage to go on to a certain extent. Nevertheless, if we are lost in the past, we will be rejected by the future. A person who lives on the memory can never lead a happy life because we cannot come back to the past.

Finally, I would like to share a poem about the memory with you.

dear friends,
how's your life?it's been a while since I heard you laughed,
I, sometimes, dream of us so clearly,
in this making of 'memory'

our past days surely are beautiful,
the things keep our memory books so full.
the things we left unchanged are so many,
in this making of 'memory'

dear friends,
where have you been?
our day, our time, do you still have that memory?
we live our lives now, differently.
we are, but for the making of another 'memory'