2024 is coming, and although I don't want it to come in such a hurry, it never pays attention to your feelings, and walks without hurrying with its usual steps. The cycle of life and death, things change and the stars change, its pace has not changed, and whether it goes fast or slow is our feeling, and it has nothing to do with it.
I don't know if others feel this way, as I get older, time flies faster and faster, and it's dizzyingly fast and terrifying. We can only watch it come and go in a hurry, and there is nothing we can do. That is, it can't be pulled, and it can't be recognized. We watched helplessly, and the sound of the second hand moving in our ears was non-stop. The clouds in the sky are rolling in the clouds, and the things in the world are human and wrong, these are all inevitable, and they are not subject to our will. We can only accept, not refuse. Since it's useless to do anything, then we might as well be free and easy, face it calmly, meet it, and follow it.
On the first day of the new year, I had some feelings, and I added a small word to say some emotion to welcome its arrival.
Remembering the king's grandson
At the end of the year, there is always spring, the sideburns are frosty and white, the old stem is thinning the branches and another round, sitting at dusk, drinking indifferently and leaving the wine muddy.