On the theme of time poetry recitation

Original/Lin Qingxuan

My grandmother died when I was in primary school. My grandmother loved me the most when she was alive. I can't rule out my sadness. I run around the school playground every day, so tired that I fall to the ground and cry on the lawn.

That sad day lasted for a long time, and my parents didn't know how to comfort me. They know that instead of lying to me that grandma is asleep, they might as well tell me the truth: grandma will never come back.

"What is gone forever?" I asked.

"All the time everything will not come back. Your yesterday has passed, it will always be yesterday, and you will never return to it. Dad used to be as young as you, and now he can't go back to your childhood. One day you will grow up, you will be as old as your grandmother, and one day you will spend all your time and never come back like your grandmother. " Dad said.

Dad gave me a riddle, which is even more terrible than the textbook "The calendar hangs on the wall and tears off a page a day, which makes my heart anxious" and "An inch of time and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time". It also makes me feel more indescribable than the "time flies, the sun and the moon fly" in the composition book.

After that, I went home from school every day and watched the sun sink inch by inch in the yard until the day was really over. Although there will be a new sun tomorrow, there will never be today's sun.

I saw birds flying into the sky. How fast they fly. Tomorrow they will fly the same route, never today. Maybe I will fly this route again tomorrow, not an old bird, but a bird.

Time flies, so that my cautious eyes are not only anxious, but also sad. One day when I came home from school, I saw that the sun was going down, and I made up my mind to say, "I want to go home faster than the sun." I ran back, stood in the yard panting, and jumped for joy when I saw that the sun was still half exposed. I beat the sun that day. I will often play such games in the future. Sometimes I race against the sun, sometimes I race against the northwest wind, and sometimes I finish my homework in ten days in a summer vacation. At that time, I was in the third grade, and I often did my brother's homework in the fifth grade. Every game is playing time, and I don't know how to describe it.

In the next twenty years, I benefited a lot. Although I know that people can never run beyond time, they can take a step faster than before, and sometimes they can take several steps faster if they work harder. Although these steps are small, they are very useful.

If I have anything to teach my child in the future, I will tell him that as long as you keep racing against time, you can succeed.

(I teach the seventh volume of this primary school Chinese textbook)