Looking through the old photos, each one is so fresh in my memory. In retrospect, people can change. No matter how good a friend is, he may become so strange in an instant and have no long-term relationship.
When I recall this incident, I stretch out a big hand in people's memory to grasp the past until I turn off the camera and my thoughts return to the present. Things are different and the silence is as usual. It's really interesting and cruel. Look at the woman in the old photo. The petals are like her face and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows.
It is the happiest thing for a family to get together, sit together and look through old photos and recall the old days! So do you have any interesting old photos at home?
I like to look at old photos and recall the past, not because I live in the past, but because I am obsessed with the happiness and love brought by those warm years with soft light. The present time will become the past in the future, and only words and photos can freeze the present. In the days to come, they will be the warmest memories in our hearts.
Just looking through old photos, I found that some people are old and some people are gone, and then I feel that life is too short to be happy.
As I get older, I like photos better somehow. Perhaps memory, like a shadow, will grow longer and longer with the same change, and finally it will be completely swallowed up by darkness at the unreachable end.
Looking at the photo album, I began to recall the beauty recorded in each photo, and felt that everyone who had appeared in my life had gone from acquaintance to enthusiasm to dullness. In the end, only a few people were left talking and laughing together, looking at old photos and recalling the past. There are few things that can be caught in life, but in fact I am lucky.
No matter how you cried last night, when you woke up in the morning, the city was still busy.
Looking through my old mobile phone and seeing these old photos, I realized that I was no longer young.
After pregnancy, there is nothing to be afraid of! The terrible thing is that I have nothing to look at old photos. People who are vaguely aware of yesterday feel that they are getting older and fatter today.
The hourglass of time has precipitated the inescapable past, and the hand of memory will always pick up those beautiful sorrows. The wings of youth cut through painful memories; Yesterday's tears stirred up ripples in my heart.