On the vegetables in the green vegetable garden, a few naughty dewdrops are playing, but when the sun shines on the earth, the dewdrops dry up. Warm spring spreads its favor to the earth: the branches of small trees spit out buds; Birds are singing heartily, and the running water of the stream begins to flow forward-everything is full of vitality. However, they are often worried about the coming of autumn. The rustling autumn wind is like a sharp sickle, mercilessly peeling off the gorgeous clothes of trees. They just stood there naked and thin. The beautiful flowers have lost their beautiful hair and everything has lost its vitality. Thousands of rivers, large and small, also flow eastward into the vast sea. Then when?
Good times are short-lived, and even the best moments will disappear with the footsteps of the elderly. Just as the crystal dew will disappear and the river flowing eastward will not flow backwards, the vibrant picture of everything in nature will become a picture of everything dying. Old people will never stop, and time is gone forever. Study hard when you are young, but it's no use regretting when you are old. Isn't there a saying? They say that an inch of time and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time. I think: no one wants to taste the taste of treasure after losing it.