1, water flows eastward, leaves fall in succession, and time passes quietly and slowly. Time took away the young face, but left a lonely and old heart.
In the past years, the lonely shadow is clear and bright, looking back on the past. Time is the executioner, erasing the past and present.
The passing days are like withered leaves and petals. What disappears is the innocence and romance of youth. I don't remember how much rain is floating on my chest and the wind is ringing in my ears. I only know that vicissitudes of life have already penetrated my heart and climbed up my face. A person and the pursuit of peers, ups and downs are companions, and hardships are also companions.
4. In a blink of an eye, the long years of a year have been like the sand in your hand, quietly lost. However, if the sand is lost, you can grab another one; Flowers wither and can wait until next spring; Childhood has passed, but it will never come back.
5, the past is like smoke, shaking off the dust, the years are always ruthless to us, and time always passes in a hurry.
Self-created annual ring poems;
Green leaves, with the meaning of spring, quietly came to the world. Withered branches, unconsciously, pulled out a few green shoots. Ah! The earth is awake! The glacier is unsealed! Finally, the world prospered again.