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1. Who can help but remember things in life? Memories make people grow old. -------Liang Shiqiu

2. Only when thinking stops can there be thought. All thoughts are memories. -------Zhou Guoping

3. Memories are like a red-hot iron, burning him. He had long admitted that he didn't understand Xiuchun well enough. He couldn't keep up with her clever and ghostly ideas and ever-changing emotions. Sometimes when she was alive, she was like a phantom, with only the back side, a phantom floating far away. -------Zong Pu

4. The warmth of memories has dried out your current permeable clothes, so I don’t think you will catch a cold. -------Shen Congwen

5. My memories are like the first melting spring water, overflowing and flowing. -------Bing Xin

6. Memories are God's ultimate punishment for people, and people's last nightmare will end with self-recollection. -------Bi Feiyu

7. Memory is a kind of processing. After constant recall, that is, through constant processing, a past event has long been changed beyond recognition. -------Zhou Guoping

8. When I was young

I also longed for comfort

When I was old

Always It’s about missing the wandering life. It’s not all happy memories, but it’s an eternal song ------- Wang Guozhen

9. When a person sees that there is no pleasant thing to remember in life, How sad it must be to die in a life where no hope can be saved, but it also proves that everything in the world is not over yet. -------(France) Alexandre Dumas

10. Young people live by hope, and old people live by memories. -------French proverb

11. Some people often rely on memories of their carefree childhood to support and comfort themselves. -------(France) Daudet

12. The fruits of old age are the memories of happy past events. -------(Ancient Rome) Cicero

13. Recalling past labor is sweet. -------(Ancient Greece) Euripides

14. The process of recollection contains memory, and memory is accompanied by recollection. -------(Ancient Greece) Aristotle

15. The most bitter thing in our sorrow today is the memory of our joy yesterday. -------(Li) Gibran