Never Say Goodbye This is the 18th year of my life.Now I am suddenly confronted with the anguish of moving from the only home I had ever known.My whole life,brief as it was,had been spent in that old house,gracefully touched with the laughter and tears of my parents and me. I don't want the coming of the final day.I don't want to say goodbye to my beloved old house.My tears almost well up from my heart.My childhood was there,my friends was there,my memory was there.I feel the smell of home only in that old house. It was very lucky for me to read an artical named"Never Say Goodbye".The auther and me have some feeling in common.His grandfather told him that don't say goodbye, don't ever give in to the sadness and and the loneliness of that word.His grandpa want him to remember instead the joy and the happiness of those times when he first said hello to a friend.And he also said,take that special hello and lock it away within you--in that place in your heart where summer is an always time.When you and your friends must part,I want you to reach deep within you and bring back first Hello. I like the auther's grandpa very much.Maybe I should do this,too.When the final day come--it will come,sooner or later,I would memory those beautiful years that I have spent in there,and say:"Hello, my friend!" I won't let the sadness around me.As the auther's grandpa had meant about never saying goodbye--about refusing to give in to the sadness. ^.^ 2014-11-7 At University.