A famous poem describing how time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the sun flew.

An inch of time is an inch of gold. A flick of your finger is like a blink of an eye. In a blink of an eye, industry is good at diligence, waste it on fun, and become thinking. It was ruined by the fact that I had dark hair and didn't know how to learn early, and Boss Bai regretted that life was too late to learn and my knowledge was too limited.

Days are like rosaries, which slip by day after day, string into weeks and string into months. Time is gone forever, and my career is hard to give up.

The golden age is ahead of us, not behind us. Time is the capital of mental workers. Literary knowledge is the gateway to learning. Genius is nothing but long-term patience and hard work! Knowledge, like candlelight, can illuminate one person and countless people.