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A diary that is both true and false. First of all, I wrote according to the diary, part of it is true, part of it is false, part of it is deliberately exaggerated, and part of it is inconsistent with reality due to force majeure. You can guess which ones are true, which ones are false, which ones are deliberately exaggerated, and which ones have been changed.

"When I was a child, I looked at the stars in the sky and the shooting stars streaking across the sky. I never had time to make a wish in a hurry. When I grow up, when I meet someone I really like, sometimes it's still too late..." Happy memories are like eating a piece of candy when you were a child. The sweet feeling does not last long. The memory of pain is like a wound on the hand. It takes a long time to heal, and often leaves scars. If the wound on the hand is like this, let alone the one in the heart?