The Gift of Time and Prose Appreciation

I always thought that with the passage of time, people would lose something, or bring something they didn't want-for example, wrinkles in the corner of their mother's eyes, white hair secretly exposed when their father asked questions; The child's childlike innocence seems to be washed away by the running water of time, leaving no trace.

Now, I find that the facts are not all what I imagined.

The cold winter is coming, and even with the warm sunshine, the chill is still so compelling. In order to relax my eyes, I took a warm water bag and went to the balcony to bask in the sun. Although it is winter, the greening in the community has not decreased. If the north wind blows, I really think winter is over. A gorgeous color in the small garden caught my eye-Chimonanthus praecox. Looking at it, I feel as if there is a little sweetness in the air. So I ignored the cold and hurried downstairs, complaining about the weather and walking towards Caiyun. The closer I get, the stronger the fragrance. My heart was dragged by this fragrance and came to the tree and stopped.

The yellow petals, like the little sun, slowly warmed my heart. I smell the fragrance, just like chewing a toffee until it is sweet to my heart. The moment I stopped, I found that the fragrance of wintersweet was stronger than in previous years. When I was young, I wandered around this tree countless times, but I never felt such a rich sweet fragrance around me and wrapped my thoughts.

I suddenly found traces of time-this wintersweet tree tree is not the sapling it used to be. It has experienced winter year after year and has been tested year after year. After so many tests and tortuous growth experiences, it has finally turned into the sweetness and fragrance floating in the air today!

Yellow sand wrapped in gold is washed in water day after day. The yellow sand has long gone with the running water, but the gold has quietly precipitated. They are so dazzling! Just because after years of elutriation, it is always the most precious thing-years have taken away impurities in gold and given it the most dazzling luster.

I suddenly realized that in the process of growing up, years did not erode my childlike innocence, but gave me maturity, wisdom and courage to face difficulties. Those setbacks in growth are only episodes, which are inseparable details for this musical of life-without it, it can't be regarded as a complete life. The gift given to me by years is the life experience and hard-won success gained after setbacks and hardships.

Don't always feel that time flies, it will always leave you something in every journey. Discover with a heart that is good at discovering. Those flashing fragments are the gifts of years, and together they are your beautiful life!