Looking back on the past, the days are full of colorful light and shadow, and in the memory, the voice that once moved is far away

The past is like smoke, the years are traceless, the sunset is thin and condensed, how many memories are worth combing, how much time is worth pursuing, but I don't know how many times the peach blossom in the dream. Looking back, the time of the years was scattered in the face of the seasons, dappled with memories, and the old Shaohua plucked the strings lightly.

People are such a life, to learn to grasp themselves, we can face it indifferently, we can also actively grasp, when you can't see it, when you are proud of the spring breeze, when you are indignant, when you are deeply filled with pain, please think about it, no matter what, you are always lucky to have this life.

My husband and I are blind dates, belong to the flash marriage, married to now 9 years, now have three children, remember when I got married I was only 19 years old, born dabao when I was 20 years old, in the blink of an eye 9 years, originally there was still a little savings, the family was sick and exhausted all, but also in debt. In the end, the money spent people did not come back, people and money are empty, although the best effort will be no regrets, but the child and his grandfather's departure, or a great blow to us. The head of the family is gone, the young husband is forced to open, the husband is the boss, so all year at home, do some small business, raise pigs and get sick, loss, now the husband follows others to plant, there is no income at present, wait until next year, the current debt of more than 100,000, the second treasure is also about to take a holiday, has not paid the tuition, also almost the New Year, the most need to spend money, do not know where to find, originally I want to go to work, but people do not help with children, my husband only came back once for several days, All are to be brought personally with three children. It's so hard, I think I'm the worst post-90s I've ever had. Envy those who have helped the mother, no one to help us, I hope to survive this time, life will slowly get better, will win the rainbow.

Time is quiet and the years are safe, layers of hearts can not withstand a perfunctory sentence, warm breeze and shallow flowing clouds, rubbing shoulders and leaving and never seeing the past time.

A young man with green onions, he doesn't know everything in the world. Stir up young people, do not know chai rice oil and salt. Calm and middle-aged, Fang knows the burden of life. When people reach old age, they must know that they are idle and have fun.

The ruthless time of the old man is like a cold wind, blowing away the new breath of all things, but as long as you hurry to accompany it to the road, there will be nothing to regret when you are old.

The torrent of years has swept away youth and years, and all that remains is a scarred shell that has been deeply imprinted by the years, and a heart of vicissitudes.

Cherish what you have, deal with everything with a positive attitude, no matter how time flies, or live like a year, our life is always beautiful!