Our entire life increasingly resembles a ride in a car or on a train, where the view from the window captures only small fragments of the world rushing past. What do we remember when we look back? Do we recall anything clearly, distinctly, down to the smallest details? Often, we can't remember entire chapters of our lives, only vivid moments that have etched themselves into our memory and stay with us forever. It is precisely these moments that make up our lives. They are so different, and we wish for all of them to be happy. These moments are our joys and sorrows, victories and defeats, and even glimpses of someone else’s life that flashed by but remained in our memory. They are always tied to emotion.