The years are the changes of seasons year after year
The years are the shuttle of the sun and the moon day after day
The years are the white clouds floating in the sky
The years are like the small river flowing behind the village
The years are like the clear growth rings of the old trees
The years are like the mottled peeling off the old walls
The years are the condensed universe Poems
Years are natural wordless songs
Years are a baby’s first cry
A voice as innocent as water
The years are the innocent dreams of young people
The cardamom years weave a wonderful kingdom
The years are the strong waist of youth
The passionate youth shows its vitality
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Time is the mature fortitude of middle age
Every wrinkle treasures the fruits of career
Time is the vicissitudes of the old man's face
The sunset is red The wrinkles of magnanimous life
The years are like the wooden box that my mother gave me when she got married
The years are like the dilapidated bicycles that my father rode
The years are the hide-and-seek in childhood Play
The years are like the wheat straw piles surrounding the village in the countryside
The years are like the love between me and me before the flowers and under the moon
The years are like the gas bonfires in the wild outings
< p> The years are the lingering sound of grandma's Penghu BayThe years are the love river surging from the waves of Honghu Lake
The years are the helpless chants of Wang Zhengliang's piano
The years are The faded photo album collected by Da Mengzi
The past is like smoke and there is always the pain of looking back
The messy footprints are filled with mistakes that God will forgive
My heart All your wishes come true are just flashy blessings
The road ahead is always full of thorns and bumps
Plainness is the true meaning of existence
The melting pot of life It always has to go through repeated tempering
Time is the seven-color rainbow of the optimist
Calmly composing the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of life
Time is the dull eyes of the pessimist
The good time is wasted in the sea of ??wine and meat
The years are prose
Some people can taste the charm of poetry
The years are poetry
Some people waste it to pieces
Time is like a cup of tea
The rich fragrance comes from the slight bitterness
Time is like a pot Wine
Spicy and strong is the best way to sing with wine