Often think that time is a good medicine, can let people free, and then unforgettable people or things, in front of time will finally be relieved.
In the lane of time, who hasn't had the time of youth, who hasn't gone through the confusion of youth, who hasn't been young and frivolous, who hasn't gone through the ups and downs of fate?
In life, there will always be a person to accompany you to see the scenery, there will always be a hand warming your way forward, there will always be a song to let you listen to tears, there will always be a paragraph of text so that you can not bear to touch, buried in the bottom of your heart.
When one day, standing on the other side of the years, looking back, those innocent years, those vicissitudes of life, have become yellowing memories, finally touched the time, also touched themselves.
Seasonal rolling, there will always be a windy morning, there will be a gorgeous evening, all the way, can let you stop, is warm, leave, is to understand, read and do not miss, give up and give up, are turned into lights illuminating the way forward.
Someday, you will find that what you once wanted to hold firmly, you will put it down slowly. What you have suffered, you will scar the wound slowly. It's not painless, it's not forgotten, it's just relieved.
Years are silent, take us to taste the sadness of the gathering and scattering clutch, through the ups and downs of high and low, but minute and second does not stop. When the beginning and the end become a way, we have to lament the power of time.
Rosie said: "Compared with the lost time, all the loss is a gift, no complaints and no regrets."
Life has laughter and tears, and then strong things in time will slowly fade, the passage of time, will take you to see better scenery, let you meet better people, better things.
Only when a cup is empty can it re-accommodate water. Life can be better carried out by simplifying the complexity. We don't need to stay in the past blindly.
No matter how far life goes, we should return to the origin. The past is used to recall. Today is used to cherish. Tomorrow is used to hope. On the road of life, or intersection, or shoulder rubbing, the warmth of hand in hand that has not changed.
Time tempers people's mind. In middle age, people have been separated by several mountains and rivers, and finally understand that indifference is the ultimate destination of life.
Life can not be rehearsed, every morning, is a new beginning, every dusk, is an end, forget yesterday's unhappiness, do a sunflower, to the bright smile forward.
No matter how life fills your face with dust, keep your heart warm, if your heart does not move, the wind will help you, if you do not hurt, the years will not hurt. Someday you will learn not to fight, not too far, not too fast, not too slow.
The car and horse used to be very slow, slow life can only love a person, now the time is fast, fast enough to see the scenery around, although time can old face, but the heart can still be young, after all, years have not spared us, we have not spared years.
One flower one world, one laugh one dust margin, life encounters have parting, flowers blossom and fade, origin and fall, all ups and downs, one day will become the window of the afternoon breeze and clouds, and the sun is still warm, in front of time, everything will eventually be released.
