Modern poetry about time

Cherish the time you have and spend the reopening days. People are no longer young. Looking up at the sky, the morning sun, which was just full of vitality, suddenly turned into an aging sunset, making people feel that time flies and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Time is money. Friend, cherish the time you have! Americans like to say that time is money. However, you have hundreds of millions of assets, can you buy it for a second? I can't. In that case, why don't we use the time we have to do something useful? "Don't wait for leisure, it's sad for nothing." As a student, the first priority is to study. There is such a riddle: what is one thing you need to do anything? The answer is time. No time, nothing! Time is fair to everyone. The same time depends on how you allocate it. "Time is like water in a sponge. As long as it is crowded, there is always something. " Why don't we use our limited time to study? When I was a child, I felt that time was endless. But is it the same for a person? You can do anything if you can live forever, but is there such a person? I used to complain that "every day is like a year", but now I understand that "time flies". I also feel that time flies. We can turn back, but we can't turn back! Cherish the time you have! When you have finished the road of life and put out the fire of life, you will understand that time is short. But it's too late. Black hair doesn't know how to study early, but white hair hates studying late! Time is something that can't be touched or seen. Looking back, I unconsciously passed more than a dozen spring and autumn periods, but what did I do? Wake up! Get back to reality! Cherish the time you have! I once wrote a poem that will inspire people who have "enlightenment": Some people say that time is a butterfly and time is a fish in the sea. You want to catch it, you want to catch it, it has flown away. It has swam away. Some people say, I said, time is a rainbow, time is a mist, want to touch it, want to touch it, it has disappeared. It's already dispersed, ah! Time flies! Leave in a hurry! That's right! Time does come and go in a hurry. No matter how "hurried" it is, we should follow its footsteps and let it walk the road of life side by side with you! Cherish time! It can make you have everything, and it can also make you lose everything. You decide which route to take. Friend! Please cherish the time you have! Time flies, the branches of spring are full of new green, the wind gently blows open the flowers, the rain sways and moistens the earth, the spring sunshine bathes the new life, and the seasons alternately tell the warmth and coldness of life. Time is like a sharp knife, which can erase everything; Once the oath, long gone: once the promise, long gone with the ring. You once told me that we would be together forever. How long is forever? Some people say that it will always be tomorrow; Some people say that forever is a lifetime; Others say it will last forever. Maybe, they are all right, maybe, they are all wrong. Nothing in the world is eternal. However, time flies, if you are well, it will be sunny; If you are happy, that is the end; If you don't leave, that is, I won't give up; Without it, there is no future! May the time be quiet and make you sunny! I hope time will be quiet and count the fleeting years! I only wish the world peace, quiet time and warm world! Flowers will reopen one day and people will no longer be young. Looking up at the sky, the morning sun, which was just full of vitality, suddenly turned into an aging sunset, making people feel that time flies and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. That is, time keeps asking like a ghost. I am like a river, holding fish and shrimp firmly, never letting go of time, filling all the gaps like a sandstorm, never losing time and sweeping everything away like a tornado. I will never give up time, open my arms like a loving father, appease wandering migratory birds, let the warriors recharge their batteries in the harbor, and I will never give up time. Like a strict mother, I will always warn me to cherish time, create time, keep pace with the times and never waste time. Is winter coming again? Heaven and earth are boundless? White snow and the earth? Infinite extension? Standing alone in the snow? Snow falls in my heart? Time is like water? Only I know? Its flowing body is transparent? What kind of fairy wind is it What kind of yearning is it for different dreams? Or a cold or hot space? Should you go up or down? Is it like phoenix nirvana? Will be reborn in the disaster? But I know? Time? Won't stand still? But endless loneliness and ignorance in the dark? Humble laughter and conspiratorial voices? Enough to make the original fiery heart? Ice? The arc of desire rises? Is the cold face foggy? Maybe it's just burning Let your eyes see again as soon as possible. A process of complete purification? And then become discerning.