Bury the past in the past modern poetry

The past cannot be overcome, and the future cannot come.

It is clear that time is all on the same scale, but life is being rearranged every day.

The brightness of the sun is different, and dust is spread in the warmth.

The past has settled deep in my mind, but I often stir it up with emotions.

So my head is chaotic and my heart is full of dust, so sorrow is raging, regrets are frequent, hatred is endless, but there is no love.

In the past, Shen always felt that he was realistic, and in the future, he always felt that he was ignorant.

The past is gone but lingering, the present is real but doesn’t matter.

What is coming and what has been lost tortures our nerves, so we ignore the existence of the present and let it change from the future to the past, allowing you to spend more time indulging in it, and then spending more time experiencing and crying.

The reincarnation of life and death continues, the present and the past are struggling endlessly, and time cannot stop.

So - bury the past in the past.