In the past years, the lonely shadow is clear and bright, looking back on the past. Time is the executioner, erasing the past and present.
The passing days are like withered leaves and petals. What disappears is the innocence and romance of youth. I don't remember how much rain is floating on my chest and the wind is ringing in my ears. I only know that vicissitudes of life have already penetrated my heart and climbed up my face. A person and the pursuit of peers, ups and downs are companions, and hardships are also companions.
4. In a blink of an eye, the long years of a year have been like the sand in your hand, quietly lost. However, if the sand is lost, you can grab another one; Flowers wither and can wait until next spring; Childhood has passed, but it will never come back.
5, the past is like smoke, shaking off the dust, years are always cruel to us, time is always in a hurry, too hasty.
6. Time can make deep things deeper and deeper, and it can also make shallow things shallower and shallower. Time tells us that love must grow with time, because the best love is in the deepest part of time.
7. Time goes by inadvertently, and when you open old notes, there are deep feelings and artistic conception between the lines. It seems that I have returned to the ups and downs I have experienced, and the memories of the past are still the same, only a little less melancholy, a little more prosperous and a little more vicissitudes.
8. As the years passed, a wisp of clear spring flowed out, and a burst of fragrance flowed out; Teeth, moon and rings, leaving only a pale face, waiting helplessly; Recalling quicksand, no one can see his figure, no one can hear his footsteps, and everything is going on and erupting in the passage.
9. Time goes by and passes by in a hurry. Walking without a trace, like dew on a lotus leaf, slipped into the water instantly, so quickly and simply.
10, years passed, and youth quietly left me in the whirlpool of time, wandering alone, waiting for that stupid dream.
1 1. As time goes by, years precipitate emotions. Random memory is a pure song, and youth can't stand our easy squandering.
12, the fastest and slowest, the longest and shortest, the most common and the most precious thing in the world is time.
13, lost years, lost myths, these may be providence, gentle universe, what can I do with this small planet? Only wait for a new miracle in the passage.
14, lamenting the passage of time, unable to keep a confidante, hating the former teenagers and failing to keep the oath.
15. Looking back, the days were full of colorful light and shadow. In the barrier of memory, the voice that once moved has gradually faded away.
16, time is like a gust of wind, blowing through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and also blowing through every corner of the world; However, it will never stay somewhere, giving you a chance to miss your memories.
17, time reappears for several years, where to find the future vicissitudes.
18, sunset, afterglow, I hope there is still a little warmth in the world. Darkness! Darkness! Years are hard, white hair is waiting, I hope time can give me a trace of innocence. Old! Old!
19, time is fair, she won't turn for anyone's sorrow for another second, nor will she stay for anyone's joy for another second. What we can do is to choose to be happy. ...
By then, we can't leave anything behind. Including pain, happiness and life.