On the third day after returning to my hometown Y city from the bustling city S, at eleven o'clock in the evening, I sat at the desk in my room, turned off the computer and turned off the lights. The bright moonlight came in from the window, dimly illuminating everything in the room. In front of me is the diary that I just started writing and is still open. Next to it is the tea that my mother has made. The tea has been cold for a long time. I looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, which was bright and flawless and emitted a soft light. All the scenes of the meeting with my best friend last night came to my mind. I chewed on the conversation with her all night, which awakened my long-sleeping and impressive memories. I finally understood the saying, "No one can avoid experiencing pain, but the reasons for everyone's pain are different."