It seems that what happened yesterday has become that year's past, and it is still fresh in my memory
Time flies, and the years fly by; looking back suddenly, it seems that what happened yesterday has become that year. The past events of the past year are still fresh in my memory; the wheel of life is turning rapidly, every road I have walked and every scenery I have seen are moving in front of my eyes; things have changed, and the wheel of life has taken away too much helplessness. Today We accept it happily; years are not fairy tales, experiences are life; only by letting go, only indifference, can we be safe; only by letting go of a trouble can we get a piece of coolness; only by letting go of all attachments can we gain a Kind of at ease.