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Author: Guo Wenhao.
I forgot. In the mother's arms when he was a baby.
Wow wow cry. I forgot.
I used to drink my mother's milk.
I forgot. All the students in kindergarten.
and the road when I was in elementary school.
I forgot. In junior high school class.
Who threw paper airplanes at me.
High school and who fought.
I forgot. Instructor of military training in college.
With state of the school reading room.
I forgot. When I was in graduate school.
The classmate who didn't defend.
and the name of the research group.
I forgot. It's as if it didn't happen.
I read with God. In the memory of the brain.
Search for information from the past.
But no answer was found.
That's where I got my doubts.
The past is not real.
That's just an information group.
Lost in. Somewhere in the brain.
Recall. It's in the goose feather snow of the past.
Fall in the palm of your hand.
Flakes of snow. The rest has been melted.
Dissipated in the years.
Recall. It's in the lake of time.
Scooped a scoop. emerges.
Gloomy shadows. Recall.
It is under the iceberg of impressions.
Picked up the broken ice chips.
Mapping out the scenes.
Images of the past.
Recall. It's with divine thoughts.
In the used bookstore of the brain.
Flipping through the pages.
Past. Blurred picture.
Created by Guo Wenhao in 202312.03