The new crown pneumonia epidemic at the beginning of the year seems to be retreating steadily amidst the colorful flowers in the world with the vigorous pace of spring. In the blink of an eye, it is already May of 2020, and in the next month, half of 2020 will be passed in a "sleepy way". Time, time, your paceis it too fast?
Time, the most real, rational and ruthless existence in the world. It has never stopped moving forward since ancient times. I will not stop lovingly because of the crying of a newborn, and will not feel compassion for a terminally ill personjust continue to move forward indifferently, but it will not increase or slow down its usual steady speed, just lighten up every minute and every second The sudden passage, low-key silence, let you feel that time flies fast, and time flies like an arrow without turning back.
However, time is also the existence of hope in the world. Let the sky fall apart, the sea dry up and the rocks rot, natural disasters and man-made disasters, joys and sorrows Time can always deal with it indifferently and fly silently.
"Thousands of sails pass by the side of a sunken boat, and ten thousand trees spring in front of a sick tree." Time has worn away the traces of history and promoted the replacement of old and new. It is true that Shen Zhou has also experienced turbulent waves, sailed across the north and south of the river, and witnessed the vicissitudes of life; However, everything in the world is in eternal change, movement, and development.
Year after year, "flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year." We lament the shortness and fragility of life, and regret the uniqueness of life. After all, no two leaves are exactly alike. How many similar leaves have quietly withered and disappeared after experiencing a life span that is too short to mention for hundreds of millions of years. Similarly, the blossoming flowers on delicate branches are even more beautiful and easy to age. After only a few days of splendor, they are helplessly wilted, shriveled, and scattered.
At this moment, I suddenly understood the sorrow of many people, especially the women who are "young in the morning but sad in the face". The beauty is old, and witnessing my aging day after day is like witnessing a flower with my own eyes. The withering is as miserable as the liver and spleen!
But "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers." Life is still going on, from birth, gestation, growth, maturity, splendor, fatigue, decadence, to the end We can't stop the loss of life, and we can't stop the departure of youth. But we live in the present moment and cherish every day we live, isn't that the greatest kindness and respect for life?
? Yesterday is history, tomorrow is unknown, today - is the precious gift given to us by the Creator!
Look, the warm morning sun will rise again in the bright morning of the next day, covering the world with a layer of golden gorgeous neon clothes.
Look, the trees are still absorbing nutrients and growing tenaciously, even if they know that the leaves will fall eventually, they still have to live wonderfully and live up to their youth!
The spring is full, the world is full; the flowers and branches are delicate, and they bloom
?Everything is easy to change, and flowers bloom and fall naturally. Only by seizing the day and night, forging ahead, being optimistic, and facing ups and downs with a smile, can we live up to the bright years and the vitality of spring!
? On May 11, 2020 (remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com