I usually played with my elementary school friends at small mountain behind the school.
The mountain had many places to play.
It had a small river, big trees to climb up, and good places to fire plays.
That mountain had disappeared when I go to hometown after 5 years, so I was so sad.
I sometimes remember that days when we are all young and had no worry about future.
We were good friends, but now, all of them went away to different places.
I miss them, when I have several troubles my life.
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