Time is like water, it never returns. Year after year, day after day, we are all unconsciously drawn into the never-ending river called HtTpS://MiP.mPaKe.Cn"time".
I often wonder: How do we spend this "flowing time"? Are we rushing to the future, or quietly reminiscing about the past inHtTpS://MiP.vVlOh.Cn a corner? People say that time is ruthless, but I think that time is the most gentle - it is silent, but it has quietly carved deep traces in everyone's life.
1. Time is like water, clear and cruel
"Flowing water" is a verb, a state, a process, and even a fate. It symbolizes the irreversible nature of time, and also symbolizes the details in our lives that are washed away, diluted, and eventually forgotten.
Have you ever seen the shadow in front of the window slowly lengthening in the afterglow of dusk? The momentHtTpS://MiP.tOtGl.Cn of light and shadow changing is actually the pace of time. And we always think that there are many days and the future is far away, but we don't know that many important moments in life are being taken away by "flowing water" in these silent moments.
I remember when I was a child, after the summer rain, my brothers and sisters and I walked barefoot on the puddles at the corner of the alley, laughing and running; I remember when I was young, I couldn't sleep all night for an exam or a person; I remember that winter night, my father came to pick me up in the snow, his palms were already frozen red, but he still held the hot HtTpS://MiP.sNwWy.Cnwater bottle and silently warmed my hands.
These memories are the sediment left after being washed by the flowing time, and the tenderness that the years have never completely taken away.
2. In the flowing time, we learned to say goodbye
The reason why flowing water makes people sad is that it never stops for anyone. In the flowing water, the most thing we learned is "saying goodbye".
We say goodbye to childhood, goodbye to school, goodbye to relatives, and even goodbye to our former selves.
The deepest farewell is not theHtTpS://MiP.fZtPh.Cn deafening voice, not the tears, but the self you can never find again. Do you still remember the self who squatted on the roadside for a kitten for half an hour? The self who is willing to climb mountains and cross rivers for dreams and is not afraid of all failures? Have those people already blurred into shadows in the waves of time?
Sometimes I would open my old diaries, HtTpS://MiP.wIhKi.Cnand those paragraphs with childish handwriting and sincere emotions made me cry. That is not the power of words, but the power of "once", the trace that "I" had lived so seriously.
The flowing water took away the years, but could not take away the memories hidden deep in my heart. They are like stones at the bottom of the river. Although they have been polished smooth by the years, they still silently record the sounds that once flowed.
3. The gift of time is the pain of growth
Growth is one of the clearest themes in the flowing time.
When we were young, we looked forward to growing up, and always felt that time was too slow; when we grew up, we were surprised that time was too fast, and we had no time to hug each other, and we had already parted.
In the summer when I graduated from college, I stood in front of the library and looked at the building that had accompanied me for four years. The sun shone on the glass windows, reflecting pieces of golden light. How I wish I could pause at that moment, HtTpS://MiP.pLeGa.Cnhow I wish I could sit at the desk in the old classroom again, and order a bowl of ordinary but warm rice in the cafeteria.
But the flowing time never pauses, it just quietly watches us grow from immaturity to maturity, from dependence to independence, from romantic fantasy to rational reality. It is in the name of growth, but it is often accompanied by pain.
Those lost friendships, missed loves, and opportunities that have not been seized are all the price of growth. In the end, we learned to live stronger in pain, and learned to retain a little tenderness and self-esteem in the erosion of time.
4. In the gaps of flowing time, there is love, poetry, and life
Flowing water seems cold and ruthless, HtTpS://MiP.nWdQx.Cnbut it also hides warm poetry.
Some people say: "Time is like flowing water, but if you listen carefully, it is actually singing." We cannot control the flow of time, but we can plant poetry in its gaps.
Drink a cup of hot soy milk at the corner of the street in the early morning; read a book in the afternoon sun; turn off the phone on a rainy night and chat with family around the fire; cook a meal with your lover on a weekend. The flowing time never waits for anyone, but it never rejects anyone who lives with heart.
The sign of a person's true maturity HtTpS://MiP.lAdTu.Cnmay be knowing how to pick up the small bits of beauty in the flowing water and use it as strength to move forward.
5. To the future self: Please remember this river
Dear future me:
When you see this letter written in the flowing time, perhaps you are experiencing a turning point in another stage, or perhaps you already have a new life. But please remember the mood when you wrote this paragraph on a quiet night - mixed with reluctanceHtTpS://MiP.vYdUb.Cn to the past, cherishment of the present, and awe of the future.
Do you still remember those who walked side by side with you on the river bank of time? Are you still willing to go upstream in the sea of people for a belief?
Please remember, no matter how the years go by, what the flowing time takes away, what is left is always the proof that you have "lived".
Epilogue: We are all travelers of time
Life is a river that keeps moving forward, and everyone is drifting in his own channel. Some people go with the flow, and some people go against the flow, but no matter what, no one can stay where they are.
What we can do is to keep a clear mind in this riverHtTpS://MiP.uIjPo.Cn called "flowing time" - do not waste time, do not regret, do not panic, and do not escape.
Time is silent, but it is the most powerful. It is like a quiet river, quietly flowing through our lives, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it has never been silent, it has been telling you: living is something worth remembering.
