There is a very good song "Time". He never stopped and took all my years with him. "Time slips away from us inadvertently, and when you want to stretch out your hand to retain it, it's too late. Just like a sentence in Zhu Ziqing's prose "Hurry": "When washing your hands, the days pass from the basin; When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl; When you are silent, you will be condensed.
Eyes ran past. I realized that he was in a hurry, and when he reached out to cover his arm, the covered hand passed by. "So we must cherish time. Please listen to XXX recitation below. "