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Memories

I miss the days
when my grandfather & grandmother stay with me
when I play with my cousins
when I grown up in my sweet family playing with my lovely friends without any worries
Now that I have grown up and there must be something waiting for me
Being an adult, I must face difficuties and stress
until realizing the fact, I didn't know how foolish I am that I hadn't treaured my foretime
though it might sometimes be unhappy but every little thing is so cosful
How time flies
I miss the days gone
I kown that there is nothing last forever
but I wish these memories can be tresured by myself forever
and wish the people who have ever given me profound memories and have been my side all the time during my growing up can live a healthy and happy life
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