Where does the time go
Text/Cai Jietian
Cut off the candlelight to illuminate the past, the floating clouds cover the eyes, and the face that cannot be seen clearly. The annual rings of time turned round and round, nothing could stop him, and time slipped silently from our hands, year after year.
As he grows older, he finds more and more that there are too many things to learn, and time is always insufficient, so where does he go? Some people say that time is like a river of spring water, whether you care about it or not, it will flow away.
When I looked in the mirror in the morning, I suddenly found that there was an extra white hair on the top of my head, and I said to my playful son: "You see, my mother has white hair, my mother is old", and my son argued: "My mother is not old, my grandmother has a lot of white hair on her head, she is really old."
In my memory, like yesterday, my mother always liked to let me pick her white hair in the sun, but when I looked around, there were only one or two of them, and my mother always smiled and said, My hair is gray late. Looking at my son who is as tall as my waist now, I suddenly realize that I have quietly grown up and become a parent, and my parents are gradually getting old. The so-called parents and children only mean that your fate with him is that in this life and this life, you continue to watch his back fade away, you stand at this end of the path, watching him gradually disappear into the corner of the path, and he silently tells you with his back that there is no need to chase.
Tao Yuanming said: The golden year does not come again, it is difficult to get another morning, timely encouragement, the years do not treat people. So, where has the time gone? Why did it pass in such a hurry? Too late to look back, too late to taste, he disappeared between our fingers. I remember that when I was a child, my purest dream was to grow up fast, to fly freely like a bird, as if that was the happiest thing, but when I grew up, my dream was to go back to the past, the era of barefoot and naïve dreams.
Flowers blossom and fall, year after year, what have the years brought to you and me? Where has the time gone? The answer is to ask ourselves.
About author:Cai Jietian, female, born in 1987, graduated from Shandong Radio and Television College majoring in broadcast hosting, joined the work in 2010, and now works in the comprehensive department of Juye Rural Commercial Bank. He has won: Third Prize in the Broadcast category of "Houdao Lushang Public Service Advertisement" in Shandong Province, First Prize in Heze Banking Industry Information Publicity Work, Third Prize in Heze City", Third Prize in "Fifth Reading and Recitation Competition" in Heze City, First Prize in Inclusive Financial Publicity in Juye County, "Excellent Narrator" in the Youth Story Collection of Rural Commercial Bank of Shandong Province, Volunteer Announcer of Heze Learning Platform for Learning to Strengthen the Country, "Advanced Individual in Information Publicity Work" in Heze City, Advanced Individual in Spiritual Civilization in Juye County, Advanced Individual in Moral Model in Juye County, Advanced Female Employee in Juye County, Juye County Outstanding Youth Volunteer", Juye County "Upward Good" the most beautiful youth. Juye County "Welcome the Nineteenth National Congress" people's publicity, Juye County learning to strengthen the country outstanding contributor.
Editor: Ma Xuemin
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