Years, this word makes people sigh. Especially the elderly, because they have tasted the ups and downs, they often look up and sigh: "Alas".
When I was a child, if anyone said the word "years", someone would always snicker. What do distant things have to do with our children? At that time, my friend's father often collected some wise sayings and posted them all over the bed. One of them seems to be "Song of Tomorrow", which says "Tomorrow is tomorrow, and there are so many tomorrows. Every day will be tomorrow and everything will be fine. " Two unknown words are pronounced "poor" and are associated with tomorrow. What do you mean? I was at a loss. When I checked, I was shocked. It turns out that the ancients said that things are always careless, always put off until tomorrow, and finally they will waste their time and let time pass by without doing anything. Describe a person who has no fighting spirit and wastes time. Trying to scare people, how can it be so serious that a "poor man" has accomplished nothing all his life? Will you regret it when you get old? I don't think so.
I am glad that I left my old things at home, inadvertently leaving traces of the past, leaving years and aftertaste.
A half-inch photo of swimming license, a plastic diary with brittle cracks, some old books with tea stains, and a black-pointed pen without a cap. Broken slingshots, colored glass balls, washed red scarves, handwritten music scores, boring diplomas, greasy work permits ... those old things that I moved many times to pack up and almost lost. Looking at those surviving objects, I deeply feel that time is not a noun, a concept, invisible or intangible. Every moment, the hourglass of time slowly leaks away, time becomes years, and years condense into a solid and an object. Now it seems that those inadvertently left behind are the footprints of walking in the years.
Looking back today, I wasted it. Many tomorrows pass in vain in dull indifference. Therefore, when people with gray hair get together to chat, people often say that they were either ignorant or young and crazy at that time, so why don't they care? I didn't get the honor I deserved, my confidante around me didn't cherish it, I didn't earn the money I should have, and the chance of success just slipped away from me ... Many times, just before the infinite tomorrow came, I didn't try again.
However, although ignorant, there are still young people. Although I have no ambition, I am still carefree. Although there are no fruitful results, there have been crazy growth. Although it is not a big deal, it is also very tangled. Although there is no beauty, there has always been beauty, and there are bosom friends who will never give up.
Years will leave space for the past, signposts for looking back and house numbers for memories, so that we can find them.
Time is like aged tea and aged wine. Xue Xiaochan said that the taste of old tea has penetrated into it. There are poems and clouds, and the wine smells calm. When you occasionally see something old and fragrant in the afternoon when the sun is setting, you will feel that time is very short, and the footsteps of leaving in a hurry stop, and a mountain and a water emerge, and a flower and a leaf reappear, and cicadas sing again.
Dimly discernible in the mottled light and shadow, there is only an empty lamp left in the old oil lamp, leaving a thick dust accumulated over the years. Although, time has faded away the beauty of youth and prosperity, time has already smoothed the wrinkles of life.
At this time, you will smile, once complacent, once brilliant, once tortuous and difficult, once right and wrong, after the storm, whether it is sunny or not, everything is calm.
And life, after years of patina, has already given birth to a dim light.