Autobiography

42 years ago, when I was 18 years old and age 18 is a flower age for everyone. At this age I learned how to love someone and I did a lot of un-forgotten things at this age to make my life completed.
I still remember that, it’s a normal day of school, I was walked along on the road in campus, and I saw there is one girl and she dressed a yellow cloth with jean pants, I never thought this girl will make my life completed. I am sure that she is prettiest girl in my world since day one until now. I met her in school and I went out with her for street market other days. We ate a lot of things in street market, and there is a special thing she loved the most which was local rice, she told me that it’s her first time saw a box of red rice and she told me the local rice tastes much different other normal rice. I kept that in mind, I was tried to memorize everything she told me because I knew that there are not much time left for me.
The stars are favorites of her and she loves to watch stars, so we decided watch stars at weekend. We went to banzai cliff with my best friends at the midnight. Lucky we saw a lot of stars and the stars like river lay up the sky as beautiful as it could be, that’s most memorable day of us.
But reality attacks, she had to go back to Taiwan then she left me alone, I was felt that I couldn’t be any better without her, but she told me that I have to accepted reality, none will make me stronger expect myself the hardest things is overcome myself, I remembered all of those things she had told me then I started to pushed myself study harder and faster, I started regulation my schedules. I felt I am a brand new person and something I learned from her, if teachers tell me all that about I have to overcome myself and bravely face the problem, I will rarely listen to it, because I don’t really care about what they saying, because they got pay for saying this, even its true and its right for me. But if she told me about this, I would seriously thinking about this and actually doing it, so my conclusion of this story is love are much more effective than education does and teaching someone with a loving heart is better than tell a person read 3 stories and do 5 essays.