Last saturday i went to the Simatai Great Wall. I, together with my colleague, organized 45 students there. Although i had the bravery to organize the "great" journey, when i faced to the 14 towers of Simatai, i almost gave up the idea to reach the top another time. Maybe in my opinion this time my journey was lonely, i don't know why and how i felt lost in the way. When i stand in the Great Wall, each tower was calling for the great memory, the memory is huge not because the beautiful scene, but for the happiness sharing with my friends.
Great Wall, Great remembrance.






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