The Story of Time

A pot of rice, put it on the next day, the water vapor will dry a little; On the third day, I was afraid that there was something wrong with the taste; On the fourth day, we can almost find that it has gone bad; If you put it down again, it will be moldy.

What made that pot of rice sour-it's time.

But in Shaoxing, Zhejiang, young parents will bury an altar of rice wine in the cellar if they give birth to a daughter. Seventeen or eighteen years later, when my daughter grew up, this wine became the best wine at her wedding. It has a beautiful name, Nvhong.

What makes ordinary rice into mellow wine-it's also time.

Is time a good magician or an evil magician? Neither. Time is just a simple multiplication, doubling the original value. The rice that has begun to deteriorate is deteriorating day by day; And the wine that began to be mellow continued to add fragrance every minute.

We have also seen that once a naive teenager begins to degenerate, time will turn him into a dusty and disgusting face; On the contrary, time can also add a gentle smile, considerate eyes, mature elegance and wisdom charm to those who pursue kindness. How will time treat you and me? It depends on what we expect of ourselves.

Comments:

I think of a song by Tayu Lo, "Running water takes away time and changes a person's story, only for the first time in that passionate youth". The faint sadness and feelings in the lyrics always make me cry. Zhang Xiaofeng's articles are more rational and steady. What does time really change? Not the essence. It is not good that becomes bad, nor is it bad that becomes good. It's just an accumulation, a process from quantitative change to qualitative change.

So, stop complaining about time, and don't always say that time has changed everything. Time hasn't changed anything, just let something increase or decrease with time. Therefore, if we want time to finally brew mature and fragrant wine, we must add beauty, wisdom and tolerance to it.

I like this philosophical writing, which makes me think and have endless aftertaste.