An old sentence about how time flies.

The sun shines, and the mark of time decays behind you.

Time flies, who are you waiting for? ...

Nothing is wasted in the long years of peace. ...

The morning flowers are picked up in the evening, and they are all withered when they are picked up. ...

Use time when you have time, because time is fleeting.

Water flows eastward, leaves fall one after another, time passes quietly, put on new clothes and light firecrackers. One year, one year old, drifting away, I sorted out my messy thoughts and headed for a new year. It's another year of grass green, and I can't catch the time, so I walked out through my fingers mercilessly.

Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever?

Sometimes, I really want to believe some movies about going back in time, but fantasy is fantasy after all, and reality is so helpless.

Counting silently, more than 8 thousand days slipped away from me quietly; Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow.

Only the passage of time makes us notice time.

It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.

Tonight is a rare event, and this lamp is candlelight.

Two men who were young not long ago now have gray temples.

It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.

We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.

You weren't married when I left, but now these boys and girls are together. ...

Golden thread robe

Don Du Qiuniang

I advise you to cherish your youth.

I advise you not to cherish witch hazel,

There are flowers that can be folded straight,

Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches.

It passes on just like this, not ceasing day or night!

Time is money, but money is not time.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye.