In my senior year of high school, I only have memories of 18 years old. Many people are floating in my thoughts, but they never appear... Living alone taught me the meaning of loneliness, and then the moth trapped in the chrysalis became free, flying in the air, dancing with the pink cherry blossoms and almost decaying wings. I hope that someone will accompany me, but in the end I am just looking forward to it. My world is not gloomy, but I think about it too darkly. In fact, life exists in a real and beautiful way. My dreams are not shattered. I understand that some things do not mean everything. In fact, there are many things that can be done in life.
So I will write down the beautiful mood and forget all the unhappiness. I think many people are like me. There will be many people who will go through the senior year of high school. Many people will feel tired, feel helpless in life, and feel sad after failing, but I want to tell you, I was just like you.
I hope everyone can find a learning method and lifestyle that suits them. In fact, being able to truly enjoy life is perfect.
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