Today I Opened my old diary, and I found a rose in it. It was trapped between two pages. The blossoming flowers and the leaves on her small branches withered. It is true that when there was no life in that rose, he brought an old event of life in my heart. It reminded me of some of the past.

I took two roses to give her. But one rose, She returned, saying, "This rose will always remind you of me." Keep in mind, these rose petals will show our story in front of your eyes. To be honest,...