The memory that never I forget is the memory of a friend. He was my friend from long ago but he plays an important part in my life now, even more than in those distant time. I still remember the day that I met her, a very coincidental meeting. He helped me regain everything, joy, emotion, who pulled me out of the depression at that time. The last point that I remember was when our friendship ended. At that time, I was almost lost, tears welled up, could not hold back this endless pain. He, now just a piece of memory has been buried in my heart