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Friendship years. Singing: Chen Xiaochun.

The vanished time is scattered in the wind.

It's as if I can't remember to face it again.

Wandering days are with you.

Fate to reunite. The naïve voice has waned.

Distance from each other for the sake of the goal.

Gaze at the night sky. Who was in the past.

Comprehend the tiredness of the heart.

to forget what is wrong and what is wrong.

Come back to nostalgia for the past.

It's always fun to go through the troubled days together.

Not believing will be hopeless.

I don't feel hesitant.

Compete in your dreams.

Strive to forge ahead every day.

In the wind and rain of rushing.

Uninhibited sober and drunk.

All stories seem to have happened in the wandering years.

The wind blows to calm down.

Whoever will return the heart.

Let the tears have been taken away.

The night is haggard. The naïve voice has waned.

Distance from each other for the sake of the goal.

Gaze at the night sky. Who was in the past.

Comprehend the tiredness of the heart.

to forget what is wrong and what is wrong.

Come back to nostalgia for the past.

It's always fun to go through the troubled days together.

Not believing will be hopeless.

I don't feel hesitant.

Compete in your dreams.

Strive to forge ahead every day.

In the wind and rain of rushing.

Uninhibited sober and drunk.

All stories seem to have happened in the wandering years.

The wind blows to calm down.

Whoever will return the heart.

Let the tears have been taken away.

The night is haggard. to forget what is wrong and what is wrong.

Come back to nostalgia for the past.

It's always fun to go through the troubled days together.

Not believing will be hopeless.

I don't feel hesitant.

Compete in your dreams.

Strive to forge ahead every day.

In the wind and rain of rushing.

Uninhibited sober and drunk.

All stories seem to have happened in the wandering years.

The wind blows to calm down.

Whoever will return the heart.

Let the tears have been taken away.

The night is haggard.

The warmth of the world is limited.

"The years are ruthless, people are affectionate", and the next sentence is "youth is limited, and dreams are unlimited".

It's a couplet.

"Youth" vs. "years": nouns against battles, and peace are compatible.

"Limited" vs. "ruthless": the part of speech is in harmony with each other.

"Dream" vs. "person": noun vs. battle, and peace are compatible.

"Infinite" vs. "sentient": nouns are in harmony with each other.

It means that the years pass inexorably, but people have always maintained a loving appearance; The time of youth is always limited, but the dreams are infinite.

Implications. The best thing is that after time passes, your cherished old people, old things, and even old feelings are still there; What can last must have weight, and it must stand up to repeated washing and washing over time. In the turbulent life, it is always those few people who are by your side, and it is a rare blessing that you are buried in your heart or the original thoughts.

Pushing open a door called the years, there are rare traces of old dreams. You sit in the door, smiling. Time passes, and your figure always appears in front of you inadvertently. There is nothing to ask for in this life, if you are well, it will be a bolt from the blue to me.

The classic sentences of the ruthlessness of the years are:

1. Cut a period of old time, and let me be quiet.

2. The sun is warm, the years are quiet, if you don't come, I'm not old.

3. The years have passed quietly, and some people have left a beautiful flicker in the years. The years are quiet, and the memory is warm.

4. I leaned on the window on a light and breezy day, cut a paper time to warm people's hearts, dyed ink for the years, years of agarwood, may the years be quiet, do not forget the original intention.

5. Xiaoxiao life, light ripples. The waves will eventually be flattened. Indifferent as water, light smile time. Mo on the stroll, Qingmo I. The years are quiet, and the life is shallow.

6. Time, incomparably soft, witnesses all the past, years, vicissitudes of life, precipitating the joys and sorrows of life, deep time, quiet years.

7. I miss the old, some people and some things, although they are far away, they are still affectionate in memory. Even if the tea is cold, what's the matter? And listen to the wind, and smell the fragrance of dust, only hide your steps, but also a person's years are quiet.

8. Flashy three thousand, only be yourself, the red dust is disturbed, I am safe. In the plain years, show a volume of heart petals, bloom a lifetime of scholarly fragrance, no need to deliberately, no need to hide, the fingertips are gentle and a few years are quiet, and the tea rhyme is full of low eyebrows and a shallow smile.

9. In the chaotic world, I really want to have someone who can accompany me, like a chrysanthemum quietly in the wilderness. See the flowers in spring and the moon in autumn, enjoy the cool breeze in summer and snow in winter, in the evening dusk, look down at the lights of thousands of homes, sit in the halo of the years, and watch the quiet years.

10, the years of red dust flow, the years are quiet, and the days are like this, plain and bland, but they also stumble by. In the days that are as long as water.

I have become accustomed to looking at the sun from the wind, I have become accustomed to catching happiness from oil, salt, chai, rice, sauce, vinegar and tea, and I have become accustomed to relying on him to live.

People don't grow old slowly, but all at once. This is confirmed by the facts.

Recently, I saw my former neighbor, who was less than 60 years old, and suddenly aged a lot, a few days ago, he seemed to be middle-aged, full of energy and red light, and in just a few days, he betrayed the two of them, his hair was gray, the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and his waist was a little bent, which clearly looked like an old man.

For the sake of his children, he overworked, because he loved his children and gave everything he had, in exchange for only aging, and only health was lost. This is parental love.

The years are really a pig-killing knife, and the knife urges people to grow old. Young people don't know how to cherish the good times, and it's too late to wait for the years to climb their foreheads.

Time is fair to everyone, it does not forget everyone, and it does not let everyone go. Some people say, may you go through a thousand sails and return as a young man. This is just a kind of sustenance, and it is also a good wish.

After the baptism of the years, people will indeed become stronger and more calm. But your face will not show mercy to your subordinates because of your efforts and your makeup.

Even those big stars, when they are old, they are full of vicissitudes of life, and if they take off their makeup, they are also passers-by.

People, the beauty of the face, is only temporary, and the temperament, connotation of the person is permanent, the years can erase your beautiful face, but it will not take away your inner calmness and calmness.

Only those who have love in their hearts, despite all the hardships, are still full of spirit, this is the power of love.

Faces are fleeting, but the future is promising. Only those who know how to cherish their youth, those who truly love life, whether they are young or old, can live happily and will have no regrets when they are old.

It is said that the years urge people to grow old, and there are too many things that the years can take away. Our loved ones, loved ones, and friends may all leave us with the passage of time.

But the years shine brightly, and the years have also helped us eliminate some unnecessary people and alleviate some unnecessary pain.

Some people, some things, when we can't make a choice, the years will help us make a choice, whether to go or stay, whether to let go or hold on.

So don't say that the years are always ruthless, the years will help us grow, and the years will help us see the world clearly.

In this way, time is also affectionate, and its affection can only be seen by very few people, and only by very few people can understand it.

After all, the years don't speak, only people do.