Please write a composition on the topic of "starting from one point"

Once I cried, I laughed; Crazy, too. I have loved, hated and been happier. I have tried, and I have been decadent. -inscription

I didn't exist yesterday, so it's time to start over.

Time is like a running river. I can't go back and say goodbye. Only I am numb, without the innocence of that year. Life is like a ruthless meat cleaver, which has changed my appearance. Where is the original innocence? It's still used as a souvenir? Let the years dry up my ideal, but I can't find the truest me any more ... a new beginning, I am no longer a child, I once had a childlike innocence, which has been fragmented. Just like my screen name {only summer is left, fragmented}. Maybe this is what people often say about growing up!

I am not a fairy, and I can't know whether this is good or bad. I'm not a fortune teller, and I can't predict my future success or failure.

But yesterday has passed. I have no ability to change everything yesterday. Only a brand-new tomorrow.

Tomorrow, what is tomorrow, tomorrow is unknown, tomorrow is hope, and tomorrow is a brand-new experience of life. So tomorrow is worth looking forward to. I must get ready for tomorrow today. Maybe tomorrow is my failure, but I won't regret it.

I don't have Premier Zhou's lofty ideal of studying for the rise of China for the time being. Nor is there Fan Zhongyan's grand revenge of worrying about the world first and enjoying the world later. Only when you have enough ability can you have great ideals. On the premise of not having enough to eat, those lofty ideals are nonsense.

This article proves nothing but a sign! Well, there's nothing more to say. Look at me! I believe I can do it.