Appreciation of Lyric Prose with Time Trace

The time gear turns silently, driving the changes of the years. It slowly rotates in silence, making us feel that the world of this second and the last second has not changed at all, but unconsciously, when we look back, we find that we have come a long way. ...

Time has quietly come and gone ... leaving only a shallow trace.

From being young and ignorant at the beginning to being young and frivolous now; From not knowing a word at the beginning to knowing a thousand words now; I didn't smell a sound from the beginning, but I have heard everything now. In the flow of years, we are gradually branded, deep, shallow, thick and light, what we know and what we don't know. These marks remain on our bodies, hearts, faces, minds and even hearts, making us more mature, easier to understand and stronger.

From early childhood to present youth, from early childhood to present age, how much I have experienced, and different experiences have left different marks on me. Perhaps, I am still me, and I will be ignorant when I was young; Perhaps, I am not the original me, and my youth and ignorance have become frivolous; In other words, I have passed with the years, and I don't know myself.

I like reading historical records. I like to observe the flow of time between words, and I like the transformation of everyone, whether it is good or evil, prosperity or death. The flow of time, the change of years, the history that has already changed, the history that time passes and time is lost in words, and the history of loyalty and treachery between people.

I like to travel around and look for traces of time in the turbulent waves of River of No Return. Looking for the "stream of time" in Shui Bo's "Doing Good for Heaven": looking for historical circulation in the east finger of Songzhi in Chang 'an ancient city; Looking for the gain and loss of time in your golden eagle and mine.

Time goes by, years change, and the world remains the same every minute. Perhaps, most changes are too small to be easily erased. The years are silent and I don't know where to go. As time goes by, we find that, I don't know when, we have gone far.

From young and ignorant children to unruly teenagers now, from learning to speaking, from nowhere to writing. The time gear has driven the changes of the years, and our footprints have gradually increased and begun to change, making us more mature and stable, making us more tenacious. Perhaps, we should thank them for the passage of time and the changes of time, and thank them for leaving us precious footprints.