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Although my senior year in high school was not very exciting, I still had my class, my classmates, and my teachers. Their presence tells me that, in fact, I am not alone. At least for a while. One person's experience is sometimes the experience of each of us. At different times and in different places, we may think we have gone a long way, but when we look back, we realize that we were just drawing a circle. Someone or something has become our common memory. So, we feel the same, we are sentimental, we are looking back. However, it is an infinite world, just a cycle. Dedicated to those confused students in their senior year of high school and to those students who feel lonely. Looking up, your senior year of high school is equally exciting, and your life is equally worth recalling.

Some people think love is sex, it's marriage, it's kisses at six in the morning, it's a bunch of kids, and maybe it is, Miss Leicester. But you know what I think, I think love wants to touch and then pulls back. --Salinger, "The Broken Heart"