Take out an old yellow watch.
Then turn on the radio and wind it up.
Listen to the last ring of Beijing time and adjust the time.
This is the scene every day in my college days.
My cousin is a spring silkworm that my mother has fed for a season.
An honest silkworm spins silk and drags it.
He also walks honestly every day.
But his timing seems to have been taught by the court hourglass.
Sometimes ten points, sometimes five points, let time wait for him ahead.
Every day around six o'clock, I get up as soon as I open my eyes.
Teach my cousin how to make a punctual watch.
Start running in the Woods on campus
I often overslept in spring, so I earnestly woke her up.
Sometimes I stand on the mountain and wait for autumn.
She is heavy and faltering.
I feel like a new watch in the universe.
Touching the treetops of plum blossoms, the conductor said,' It's open'.
For old watches, every once in a while
Take him to the watchmaker.
Give him nutrition and change clothes.
He looks like an immature child.
I'm always worried about whether he's lost.
And his jumping pointer
Always shining like silk.
I suspect that my mother put a spell on it.
Look at me kindly and severely.
I led my cousin forward day by day like a watch.
One day I suddenly turned around and felt dizzy.
I don't know who took the arrow shaft that hurt me.
Suddenly found that my cousin and I no longer match.
I changed my electronic watch to not winding on time.
Cousin lay in the drawer, crying herself out of practice.
Now, every morning, take out a new watch from under the pillow.
Look at the time, there are still a few minutes left.
So I continued to lie lazily in bed and play.
Turned over, absently think
Now I'm an old-timer.
I should be guided accurately by my new watch every day.