Whn I was young, Id listn to th radio. I hard a bautiful song calld Ystrday Onc Mor. I rally want th past to com back lik it dos in th song. Whn I was a littl girl, I was vry happy. I could watch TV. vry day, I watchd cartoons. Thy wr vry intrsting. I could play many gams with my frinds. W oftn flw kits and climbd th hills. I also could cry loudly and laugh happily. Lif was fr and asy. I didnt worry about my lssons and thr was nothing unplasant. But thy hav all gon. Now Im in Grad Thr. I hav lots of troubl. I hav a lot of homwork to do. I hav no tim to play or watch TV! I hav to spnd a lot of tim on subjcts. I must try my bst to study wll. I rally fl vry tird. I want to slp all day, but I know that no pains, no gains. Its ystrday onc mor. Looking back, vry sha la, la, la, vry wo, wo, still shins.