Help me write a composition entitled "Time is like a song-my junior high school life"

Don't laugh at your youth if you want to provoke the east wind. Quietly waiting for a pure, singing, laughing, crying, through the four seasons of life. Flowers bloom and fall, the full moon is full, and meaningless stopping and wandering can't resist the jagged palm of time; Maple leaves are red, popular on the water, and the days slip away quietly in the silent years. We hurried by, leaving a sigh and full of vicissitudes. Maybe those who write poems on fallen leaves will grow old day by day, or they will have tears in the rainy season when they grow up ... Unconsciously, the picturesque mood really floats out of the valley like a butterfly. Looking back suddenly, I tried to pick up what I ignored, but only got a few pages of missing words, which shows that time is no longer a copy. Wordlessly sent away a past self, but the past is still full of memories. I wonder what kind of life I will face and what kind of scenery I will have in my given life. "Peach and plum spring breeze, a pot of wine, a ten-year lamp in the rivers and lakes." Life may find some mysterious interpretations from these beautiful poems. An old writer said that time is more like a piece of paper. If the light angle is right, these pieces of paper may be regarded as leaves, butterflies or gold foil. It doesn't matter what it is, what matters most. Time is like a song, which contains joy and pain, happiness and loneliness. In this song, I realized my vulnerability and warmth, and I realized that I would never be the kind of person I wanted. The last romance is accompanied by simple old songs and simple joys and sorrows. I put it inside, one horizontal, one vertical, one left and one si, and the pen and pencil strive to be neat. All this seems to be the meaning of enamel. Yes, always at such moments, you will sensitively associate the years with music and songs. A philosopher said, "whenever music plays, the world is quiet." Years are like songs, and the progress of life is like ups and downs. There are excitement at the top and depression at the bottom, but life is always like a song, from the first note to the end, and then to the end of the song, leaving a trace of echo. Whenever we send out the feeling that the years are like songs, there is a kind of melancholy full of romance about life. The song is beautiful and short, and so is life? Always inadvertently, everything is gone, but some precious things are timeless and deeply engraved in my heart. Time is like a song, it is not only a metaphor, it has a more real meaning. There will always be many chapters on the road of life in memory, filled with our life footprints, sweat of struggle and tears of happiness. Time is like a song. In the years like songs, we grew up silently, and yesterday's confusion became today's enrichment. We got rid of the haze of "there is nothing to say about leaning on a dangerous building alone, where to put down our worries" The troubles of childhood in the past gradually faded into a painting. We silently walked through our own scenery, cherished every morning and evening, cherished the glory and tranquility in every season, cherished the light comfort under the light clouds and bright winds, and sang the years without regrets.