A beautiful sentence that can't compete with time and has no time to run.

The sentence "You can't compete with time, but you can't race against time" is beautiful, as follows:

1. In this autumn, the eyebrows of years, the wind of memories, and the remaining thoughts are flooding.

2. Holding the hand of love in a cup of tea, the years that depend on each other and know each other in those words have already been marked by time, warming the most beautiful scenery in life.

3. I cherish the feelings of a bunch of years in my heart, savoring the Zen of every life.

However, despite the sadness, the autumn wind still comes as scheduled, and the leaves are still invincible to the change of seasons and the loss of years.

5. sadness flows, but it can't hide the mottled years, and it's hard to dream of blue and white. The lost elegance returns to the past, and those dreams are stranded on the other side of the fleeting time.

6. Singing the annual rings of the years, life is like a dream, and the joys and sorrows in the old story are interpreted. How many memories are destroyed and how many times pass.

7. The years don't last, the seasons flow, the mottled years fly with the world of mortals, the thoughts that are constantly cut are full of parting, and the fragrance of the years still remains.

8. Purple is full of flowers, sighing that time flies, falling flowers play in the water, the water is unintentional, falling flowers follow the current, and the years are at a loss, sighing that time has gone without a trace.

9. Wei Yun's lonely moon, look, the flowers are heartbroken, listen, and the years are seamless.

10. The past is like smoke, and the years are traceless. How many memories are worth combing, how much time is worth pursuing, but I don't know how many times I dream of peach blossom.

1 1. Looking back suddenly, the years are scattered on the face of the season, mottled with memories, old and young.

12. Time flies, the years are inexplicable, and the lamentation is euphemistic. I am willing to wait with my life memory until the years are serious.

13. I really hope that time is a tree without rings and will not grow old in the change of seasons.

14. The memory of the years is like a small drop of water splashing on the dull notes of the years, dyeing mottled flowers.

15. The years that pass by in a hurry are like simple and beautiful Lu. Flowers and leaves that have withered are nutrients that nourish our hearts.

16. There is a sincere heart in that gentle eyes. The lonely story in the wooden door has not been dusty by the yellowing years.

17. Read the goodness in the world, the ever-flowing water, the vicissitudes and tastes of the years, and the deep affection in your eyes.

18. Time flies, time flies. Only the lotus in the pond is pure and fragrant, and the flowers in the dust, she clearly shows her elegant demeanor for you, brushing away the secular life.

19. Missing in time is the warmth of love in the years. Turn over a clear text, smile, and have the sound of running water in your heart.

Looking at the handwriting of the past year, we will go back to the years when we loved each other and grow old side by side.