Fleeting Time

The fleeting time is a sacrifice. I am on the other side, watching your figure, leaving so fast that I have no time to say goodbye to you. The inscription of the song “fleeting time” made the sadness of that time come to my heart instantly. The time when I look back at the time is called fleeting time. (1) the fleeting time was restless. It was the fate of calamity and cancer. After fighting for nearly two years, Uncle finally passed away. With attachment and regret, he left his aunt, the endless pain and missing left to my aunt. After passing through flowers and flowers, after going through the fate, in a flash, it annihilates the boundless dust in the past and changes the sea and fields, becoming a fleeting year. Human power is still so weak. After all, there will be a missed day for the beautiful scenery. Listening to the wind and rain, autumn and summer flowers, just passing. In the face of the passing years, everyone will be reluctant to give up. The passing years are like wind, passing by, sighing in a hurry, playing the command room, bustling. (II) where is my wandering return? I hope there can be such a place between the heaven and the Earth: in the courtyard, peach trees are full of pink peach blossoms, flowers and branches are mixed and mixed, and the elegant and elegant flowing shadow, pouring down to the ground, it seems to be the peach fairy written by the ancients. The breeze blows, and the petals fall lightly, just like the rain of petals, falling on the ground with melancholy. There are pavilions in the courtyard. In the pavilions, the plain piano is leisurely and smoky. On both sides of the path in the courtyard, there are slender flowers and plants casually, which are beautiful, light and fragrant. Back, mountain. The stream flows down from the mountain stream, singing all the way, hitting all the dust and vanity. In the morning, watch the mist and morning dew; At dusk, enjoy the sunset and the West Mountain; At night, you can drink wine to the moon. (3) be proud of the world of mortals, why not be frivolous like smoke, waiting quietly, year after year. Streamer is easy to throw people, red cherry, green plantain. I think I should behave happier, although I don’t admit that I have ever groaned without illness. Even in youth, there will also be injuries and pains. But I have begun to slowly expect myself to learn to pursue happiness. Try to forget the unhappiness in those years. Only by forgetting the unpleasantness of the world can we finally rush out of the shackles and cages of the years and smile at the end of the flowing light. Postscript: I only hope that I can gradually learn to look down on the world of mortals. The road ahead is boundless and I will live up to the flow of light. On July 30, 2010, Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring

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