I visited my school, after 46 years. I was transported to my childhood days, as I loitered all around this school. I recalled many moments of joy, anxiety, and discovery, which I had experienced several years ago. Time flies relentlessly. People grow old, but memories remain young. Thank you, my dear school, for what you did to me.
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