memory

She had been gradually fading from my memory.

She kept the memory of her dead husband locked in her heart.

She remembered her first love until the day she died.

One evening, I once stood atop this hill.

I don't remember my father's face exactly.

I can't forget how my mother looked.

I remember mother holding me tightly.

It was years later that mother finally told me the truth.

Whenever my father takes an umbrella out, he always leaves it somewhere.

She thought of that autumn day when she had run home from school with good news. She had been chosen for the relay team.

She keeps the memories of her husband close to her heart.

She treasured his old love letters.

She makes a point of always remembering each of our birthdays.

She seemed to have completely forgotten my name.

She is gradually fading from my memory.

She has completely forgotten that she ever met me.

I never imagined I'd run into her in a place like this.

She seems to be in better shape today than the last time I saw her.

She kept writing in her diary until she died.

She thought back on her childhood.

She has cherished irreplaceable memories from her childhood.

When she was a child, she was very shy — like many of us were.

She lost her memory in a traffic accident.

She showed me a photo of her mother from her school days.

She thought back on her first day of school.

She was lost in fond memories.

She remembered the cat that had been left behind at home.

She used to often practice violin on the rooftop.

She probably won't be able to forget hearing that sad song.

When she saw that photo, the memories came flooding back.