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In the leisurely afternoon, I sat by the window facing the autumn wind to stretch my freehand brushwork mood. Pour a cup of fragrant tea and look for yesterday’s footprints in thinking; Taste the taste of missing in the teacup; Dance my thoughts on the keyboard! In a flash, it is another autumn. How time flies! Seeing that it was already 30 years old, the counting of more than 1,000 days and nights passed away between opening eyes and closing eyes! Lamenting that time flies like an arrow and the moon flies like a shuttle, and at the same time, I am confused and working hard for the unknown tomorrow! In a flash, another year. One year’s time was depressed in my eyes in the blink of an eye, while those memories were still clearly left in my mind. I still remember that in the late autumn one year ago, the gift I had been looking forward to has not been received so far, and there were too many memories buried in that late autumn. The expectations of those days and nights were deeply scratched by the feet of time. Playing with the keyboard in front of the screen, I accumulated countless words! A year passed in a blink of an eye. However, in this blink of an eye time tunnel, what kind of mental journey has been experienced and what kind of price has been paid, and only oneself can feel the taste. However, everything cannot be measured by time! I thought everything had been frozen in the deep sea and thrown out of the clouds… only to be locked in the box of love! Everything is still clearly engraved on our small tablet. What else is there except touching me? What can we do besides sticking to that belief? Because I still remember that little promise, I will always look forward to it! I don’t want much, just a little. How much can my heart hold! All the unpleasant things in the past let it disappear in the wind with the dust, leaving those happy times around to inspire every day in the future. After that, we will expect with gratitude and generosity. Maybe three or five years; Maybe ten or eight years later, we will still be like this, and our hearts will still be on the other side like now! Perhaps, there are too many unknowns. As long as we cherish the time we have today, we will not be lonely any more even if we become lonely in the future. At least we will live with our memories in our hearts. Month year-over-year blink. Sometimes we sigh that time is too fast because of the sunshine overhead! Often, many things have not been completed in time, and many things have not yet been realized. Every month, every year, we have already bypassed the circle after circle!

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