4 years ago. I was still cycling to school, the bicycle is so old. It's so old that I can not see the color of the bike.

I just rode my bike, the car made a hard sound.

At that moment, I thought the car could stop any time.

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the bicycle, it made me late for school. I don't understand why my parents didn't buy a new bike for me. the bicycle has affected class performance

7:00 pm while everyone was settled in the classroom. I was still driving the car on the road. At that time, I just wanted to throw away this old car.

but actually. That car was the short car associated with my grandfather during the war. I was stupid to not think of it earlier. My parents said that they want me to cherish memories.

In any case, I don't want the car to be broken again. I made a deal with my parents. I finally got to school on time thanks to the new car.

I have to admit there were many times I was going to sell that car because it was too old. But it is a memory to my grandfather.

All we have are memories. rather than matter