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An argumentative essay on memory and forgetting.
Xi Murong said: "Life is a running river, and we are all people crossing the river." On the left bank of the river of life, we forget, on the right bank of the river of life, we remember. Only when we shuttle between the left bank and the right bank in our unique boat do we know-forget what we should forget and remember to change our name.

Walk on the road of life. We smiled and watched the flowers bloom and fall outside the window, the leaves withered and the clouds outside the sky stopped; On the way, We have experienced too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much. Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much, too much. During the voyage of the river of life, we learned to forget the joys and sorrows that should be forgotten and remember the bits and pieces that should be remembered.

Dongpo threw the raft into the sky and shouted "River of No Return". The troubles he faced suddenly sank into the rolling waves and disappeared without a trace. The magnificent river made Dongpo choose to forget, forgetting those frustrations, sadness and the necessity of career. Tao Qian, accompanied by dancing butterflies, daydreamed in the window of the sage, was bewitched by butterflies and leisurely picked chrysanthemums under the east fence. In the face of Nanshan, Yuan Ming chose to forget, forget the ugliness of officialdom, and forget all the unhappiness he encountered. This is a spiritual choice, a wise choice made by people on both sides of the river, and a wise "ferry".

People stay on the left bank of the river. Besides, there are people living happily on the right bank.

Sitting under the pool pavilion with tears in her eyes, Yi Anju told me in her words that she would always remember the bits and pieces she had experienced in her life, which was the choice she made on the way to "cross the river". Haizi told me that starting from tomorrow, he will remember all the "water" in his life, because that is the "flower" he used to "water" him. San Mao used her words to remember the soul of Sahara forever, Fan? 9? High-use sunflower will always remember his "boat" ...

This is the life on both sides of the river of life, and it is the choice of forgetting and remembering. The wind blows petals like a broken childhood. Ancient music interprets the gap of the soul, hiding in the depths of dreams and memories, listening to flowers and nights singing anvil songs, singing prosperity, singing all memories, forgetting the unhappiness and triviality that should have been forgotten with a clear smile and unknown tears that no one knows, so as to remember the profoundness and eternity that should have been remembered.

Little white rabbit, wandering around, clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old, sailing in the "river of life", sitting in his own unique boat, knowing-forgetting on the left, remembering on the right, endless shuttle in the middle!