As the seasons go,some people left,some things changed,but gradually, you will find life becomes no different, as if the men did not disappear, but have never been to your world before.This is what we hope,and this is what we have to admit, for we are not so important and we are not unforgettable.Faced with time, we are all the same.
I think this is the magic power of time,which brings us happiness,sorrows,experiences,knowledge etc..But on the contrary,time is like a sculptor's graver, cold and ruthless.For it changes not only our looks,but our attitude and thoughts.Take little yueyue for example,why do we Chinese become so cold?Just owing to pressure of public opinion or lack of social morality?So many passerbys who thought it was none of my business took that for granted. Now I do not mean to blame anybody.A part of responsibilities lies in our society and the stress of life.
For example,China's high housing prices, destroy young men's love, also destroy the young men's imagination. They could have recited poetry,travelled or opened reading groups at their ages. But now, young people become the middle-aged soon after they graduate from college,in order to tighten their daily budgets like the middle-aged. Their life, from the beginning is material, sophisticated so that they can't experience a romantic life, let alone choose a kind of life that follows their hearts.
Living is an attitude.I bet you all get what I mean.Everybody,good luck!