How many times have I been unable to help but open a photo album full of memories? At that moment, it was as if a door to time and space was opened, and all the memories poured into my mind like a river. I stared at my young self, and the feeling deep inside seemed familiar yet strange. Those past memories of youth that disappeared like dust and smoke may be sweet or bitter. They seem to be in a very distant world, and yet they seem to be very close before their eyes.
I am standing on the axis of time! Let the years pass by quietly! However, please be sure to leave me with infinite and beautiful memories, just like a golden sunflower that blooms forever in the most dazzling spring.
Time passes, but the years are quiet! Not long ago, I accidentally saw a cartoon like this on the Internet. The two favorite cartoon characters of the post-80s generation, "Tom" and "Jerry", are old. The two old guys sat lazily on rocking chairs, each holding a pipe in their mouths, recalling the past in their youth. Many years ago, both of them had the best years of youth in their lives. "Tom" is a stupid cat, and "Jerry" is a little mouse. The clumsy "Tom" often bullies the weak "Jerry", but in the end he is always played by the smart "Jerry". Although one is always chasing behind and the other is always escaping in front, the final winner is always "Jerry"! And "Tom" has naturally become the biggest joke in everyone's eyes. Time flies by quickly, and many years have passed. Now, this pair of friends and foes have entered their twilight years and no longer have the youth and youth they once had. When the two of them no longer have any strength to chase and run happily, they can only sit quietly on the rocking chair as they are now, happily recalling the beautiful time of their youth. In fact, this cartoon is not saying that "Tom" and "Jerry" are old, but it is better to say that our generation is getting older. Once upon a time, our generation ran and chased happily with our friends like this! Under the pure blue sky, among the red flowers and green grass, by the clear streams, on the towering mountains, wherever there is happiness, there will always be those worry-free figures. When the doors of time are opened one after another, when the world in our eyes changes again and again, when we complete a long one-way journey, just in an inadvertent moment, everyone becomes old! Therefore, we had no choice but to stand silently at a certain intersection and look around. We could only wave goodbye to those platforms or scenery we had missed! Yes, time has passed and none of us can go back! In such a world full of loneliness and hesitation, time travel does not exist. Yes, time has passed, and we cannot retain our youth, which is about to travel far away. However, each of us is filled with a desire in our hearts, longing for the quietness of the years, longing for a quiet and peaceful life, longing for the sweetness that fills every minute. Suppose one day we are really old, there is no need to be sad. As long as we can still happily recall our gone youth, what is there to regret?
Sixty years, just in the blink of an eye! Picking up a pen and being able to write an article quietly like this is the happiest thing for me! Occasionally, I would stop the pen in my hand and stare at the sea-blue sky for a long time in a daze. I am like a child who will never grow up. Those chaotic thoughts will always linger in my heart at this moment. I often daydream like this, if...if it could, what would I look like in another sixty years? Sixty years seems like a long time, but in fact it only lasts in the blink of an eye. If I'm lucky enough to live another sixty years, I'm afraid I'll already be a skinny, old, bad old man by then, right? At that time, I would have a head full of white hair, few teeth left, and a face full of criss-crossing wrinkles. I was leaning on a bamboo cane in my right hand, hunched over and hunched over, and it was extremely difficult to walk around my house. Wandering in the narrow courtyard. Maybe I will still be poor at that time, but my children and grandchildren will surround me, and they will affectionately call me "Grandpa." Maybe I won't be able to do anything at that time, but I can still hold a pen in my right hand and write a beautiful poem quietly. Maybe at that time I will be in awe of death, but at least I can recall the most beautiful things, such as missing myself at this moment.
In fact, each of us is on the journey to old age. Many days have passed quietly, and perhaps we have never noticed it at all, but we still wonder: "Where has the time gone?"
"Where has the time gone?" This is This year's CCTV Spring Festival Gala is the most popular song. Everyone who listens to this song will have a little scream of excitement, and ripples like lake waves will appear deep in their hearts. Yes, where did our time go? Time, just like the running water of the East River, passes us by inadvertently. In this short life, either because of busy studies or intense work, we have less and less space left for ourselves.
Many things we want to say have not yet had time to say, many feelings we want to cherish have not yet had time to cherish, many people we want to accompany have not yet had time to accompany us, but we are already old! When one day, at a certain moment, we think about making up for these shortcomings in life, we suddenly find that many things we want to say have no chance to say, many true feelings we want to cherish have disappeared, and many people we want to cherish are no longer there. around.
Time flies and time makes us grow old. Live in the present and don’t have any regrets in life! Every day in life is different, every day has special meaning to us, and every day is worth cherishing. In fact, I envy a good friend whose online name is Qinghong. Although I didn’t have much contact with him, I had a very strong feeling deep down in my heart that he must be a person who loves life very much. He has a good habit of writing a diary every day. Every little detail of each day, whether it is joy or sadness, he will record it completely one by one and share it with his friends. I am a loyal reader of Qinghong’s diary, and I most like to share his daily experiences and feelings mentioned in his diary! Sometimes I would write a few comments for his diary and say a few words of encouragement to him. Although we have never met, we can be considered close friends! I often think like this, suppose Qinghong is old one day, but how will he feel when he sees every diary he wrote in his youth? I think he will definitely show the happiest smile! A person's short life is only a few decades, which can be said to be fleeting. But as long as we have owned, cherished, loved deeply, given and struggled, we will never leave ourselves any regrets. So, even if one day we are really old, what can we do? Time is ruthless and time has no trace. Perhaps we are unable to change anything, but at least we can live in the present, cherish every minute and every second of this moment, welcome every bright ray of sunshine, and do what we want to do and think is the most valuable. Let no regrets remain in your glorious and great life.
Time, just let it pass! We have cherished it with this fiery red heart, and we are no longer afraid of losing it! Time passes, and the years are quiet. We will spend every minute and second quietly like this, either reading a good book, completing a good poem, working busy, or walking home. On the road, no matter what life situation is, today’s moment will be the most important and beautiful time!