For me, life tastes still bland in 2017. Passer-by still remains passer-by. No more great achievements and skills can be shown off. 

Problems of my body tortured me and made me indulge in the edge of death. It's really stupid for me to think about that now. 

This year, the most real feeling, also the commonplace one, is that time is really a good thing. Having heard this word thousand times, but I never exactly get the real meaning of this word. 

As a senior student this year, I asked for a month's leave and didn't go back to school. I was naive to believe that there would be a lot of people that cared about me and my body and expected to get some encouragement from them. However, life is full of cruelty. Those who sit beside my bed and chat with me are my family members instead of those who regard me as their best classmates or friends. 

Later in the year, I participated in the educational internship organized by the school. Since the teachers in that school are extremely harsh on the students, my arrival made them feel warm and relaxed. When I was parting, I shed a lot of tears and even had the idea of trying to study hard and then staying in this school. 

However, in less than a month, students had forgotten this hard-won fate. They started their new life, and I still indulged in the warmth and harmony we had together in those times.  

Emotional as I am, I  indeed compare poorly with those primary and secondary school students. I used to think that everything is eternal, but do not know that nothing will be immortal. 

So, still that word, time is really a good stuff. It allows you to grow up, make you experience the cruel reality, the helplessness of life. Then, you have to continue to take the initiative to live passionately.  And try to embrace the unknown future.