One step, junior high school; one step, high school; one step, college. If time is compared to anything, I would like to compare every minute and second to a fork in the road. Along the way, we have separated many people, although we are reluctant to leave, even though we are unforgettable. From my essays, from my past self, you may also see that I have had you, the happy ones, the sad ones, and yes, there are still some things you can't go back to.