Author: Zhang Xueyong
Time flies mercilessly, and flowers bloom and fall.
I used to think that tomorrow was very far away, looking back on yesterday and today was only one night apart, I used to think that the old people were just someone else's business, who ever thought that old age was already their own state. Don't think that dreams are still far away, and if you waste your time, you will wake up from your dreams in the blink of an eye.
In this life, if you feel that it is long, it is still the imagination of childhood, because longing drowns growth, if you feel short, it must be looking back on the days that have passed, and you are stingy with happiness that cannot be returned.
In life, you can choose what kind of path to take, but you can't choose the scale of time. You can choose to be wasteful or pragmatic. Time is in a hurry, if you cherish, the days are like pearls, if you squander, the zero is about to be cleared. There is no turning back from time, and sighing is only for vain guests.
There are many choices in life, but the right choice is only one of them. Time is in a hurry, maybe it is a kind of helplessness, but it is a kind of self-inflicted. Heaven has given you wisdom so that you can choose carefully and leave no regrets.
Flowers and plants fall, but there is also affection, even if you are in love, you have to leave. When I woke up from the dream, it was time for the curtain to fall. Who said that dreams are very far away, waking up is just a blink of an eye.
In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, but I know that the guest is a departed person. May the rest of your life no longer be wasted, no longer regret your floating life, the road you have traveled is all expectations, and the things you have done are landscapes.