My Memory Life is a thick diary，the diary is that all of us can write down our own story，and you open the diary someday，you will surprised to what had happened in your past life，they may be full of laughs and tears，happiness and sadness. some of them are meaningful and profound，while some can be able，regretted just like the story between my teacher and me. My teacher，an enthusiastic and kind person，who teaches us English when I was a senior high school student，in all of students，I gave him an deep impression，because the first time I was cried when I came to the new school，facing the strange everything. after this，he began to encourage me in life and study. when the confidence of passing the National College Entrance Examination was descending，he is so patient to the problems I met in study. There were so many humorous topics we talked. finally，as you know, we become friends. with his inspiration and help，I succeeded and got the certificate to go to university. I was so excited that I forgot to share the good news with my teacher. I think of him when I went to the university，but we I lost his numbers，I tried all of my efforts to find his number but failed，I know I am no longer to able to contact him，I was so regret about this. I feel tears in my eyes after I read this，the appreciation and regret is full of my heart，I remind myself never forget the important person to you，and value the person appears in your life