Some people say that the age of fifteen is the flowering season, but it becomes gloomy due to the high school entrance examination; some people say that the age of eighteen is the rainy season, but it becomes extra warm due to growth. We, fifteen years old, are as young as a flower and as delicate as a flower. What is it that supports us in the face of the high school entrance examination? At the age of eighteen, we are still childish. In the face of growth, what can we not let go of?
Some people say that life is just a passing cloud, passing by in an instant. Indeed, in this fleeting time, each of us is small, but in these short years, what we have can be remembered forever. Those teachers who encouraged me, my family who supported me, and friends who accompanied me... What reason is there to forget?
I would like to dedicate this article to the children who are still struggling in their studies and the parents who silently support them. Of course, the most important group in my heart may not remember me, but I will remember them all my life.