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"Exciting People's Culture and Showing People's Value" Essays and Photography Competition Works (2)

2014-03-14


A few days ago, I went through my past photo album with my wife at home. The moment I opened it, I was stunned. Is that clear face mine? I have forgotten how young and passionate I used to be. For more than ten years, it turns out that time is really a knife for carving faces. It has carved me into such vicissitudes of life. Where is the time? I am old before I feel young.

Where did all the time go?

A few days ago, I went through my past photo album with my wife at home. The moment I opened it, I was stunned. Is that clear face mine? I have forgotten how young and passionate I used to be. For more than ten years, it turns out that time is really a knife for carving faces. It has carved me into such vicissitudes of life. Where is the time? I am old before I feel young.

When I was a child, I was happy and had fun every day. My parents loved me and my teachers cared for me. I didn't need to consider my academic performance or food and clothing. As long as you were not naughty in class, you could take little red flowers at the end of the year. Life at that time was like heaven. However, looking in the mirror, I suddenly became this tall and round big man. Where is the time... ..

When I was studying, although I was nervous, I was looking forward to the arrival of Saturday and Sunday every day, and I was looking forward to the gift of winter and summer vacation every year, but now we are still busy without winter and summer vacation, where is the time......

Now I am a husband and will soon be a father. I recall all kinds of ignorance and naughty and laughter in the past. But when I think about my 30-year-old age and my upcoming child, I suddenly find myself much older. I feel that my time is passing faster, but where is the time.

A few days ago, I saw a joke. Two students who had just entered the university were chatting: "Hey, how old are you! Damn, so old! After laughing, I was thinking, are we really old after 80 s? When I dug out the toys of my childhood, suddenly there was a kind of sadness, are we really old?

A few days ago, I chatted with my parents. My parents said, when your mother and I are gone, the old Han family will depend on you. My nose is sore and where is the time? I don't seem to be with them well. They are old. My parents are really old. They are no longer young great guys and handsome big girls. They are old. Where is the time......

Friends, you should cherish it. The past is a good memory in the future. It is a past that can never be returned. Even difficulties and setbacks will become gratifying memories. So to live a good life, even if still silent! Even when we are too old to recognize anything, our memories are still there and must be there.

Where has the time gone? Before I could write down the past years, my memory began to blur......

Author: HAN Tao

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