A beautiful sentence from Insect Records

Excerpted from the beautiful sentence of Insect Records, as shown below:

1. Time regards youth as an inevitable victim.

2. Under every lamp, there is a bound curled heart.

This moment belongs to me only, and even time has no right to take away a trace from me.

4. Glory is just memories, they are stained with the color of time and gradually become blurred.

5, grow wings, only to find themselves in a strange sky.

6. People always grow up in loss, and we always learn to be strong in pain.

7. Happiness is like a grain of sand, which is covered with your fingertips, but you can't hold it tightly.

8. All dreams are buried in the depths of time.

9. We are lost in the river of time and don't know when to stop and start again.

10, at dusk, the sunset pulls the figure thin and long, like a butterfly torn by fear.

1 1. Life is like a series, but we never know how it will end.

12, we fill the inner hole with the numbness of years, but we don't know how many memories are hidden in the corner and flowing silently.

13 this man who suffered a big loss, under the baptism of years, became no longer strong.

14, the days passed quietly, heavy and silent.

15. Time, like a meteor in the night sky, streaks across the sky and quickly disappears into the boundless darkness.

16, the dream is sunshine, shining on the faces of young people through the window, so that they can face the challenges of the future bravely.

17, the air is filled with the freshness after the rain, as if time had stopped.

18. Time is a luxury, and we always waste it inadvertently.

19, those wandering thoughts make me heartache, but it is difficult to grasp.

Although time will gradually blur my memory, I would like to cherish every fragment forever.

2 1. In the dense forest, the breeze caressed the wings of insects, just like a melodious music played by nature.

22. Little butterfly, dancing colorful wings in the sea of flowers, seems to be a beautiful picture, adding a touch of colorful colors to the earth.

23. In the afterglow of the sunset glow, a bee is busy shuttling among the flowers, weaving sweet poems for us with diligence and wisdom.

24. The falling leaves in Lin Qiu, accompanied by the crisp chirping of crickets, seem to be a spontaneous concert of nature, which is refreshing.

At dusk, fireflies light up the night sky and shine like stars, bringing a little mystery and dream to the dark world.