Something Leaves but Something to Go

There are many things happened in the last semester from March to April. What a wonderful class I have never ever met before that I feel in the past three semesters. Many things happened between students, or between teachers and students. It makes me thinking the story about a black dot on a piece of paper. The meaning of the story is that no matter how many good things between us, if there is a bad thing happened, most people would focus on it. Although some things happened, we still have two choices. We could just like most people to focus on the dot, or ignore it for the wonderful memories we got. In this moment, I would like to keep the wonderful memories in my mind but let bad things out of it.