1. Under the huge banyan tree, old people enjoying the cool and children playing, a rubber band and a string of nursery rhymes are ever-changing games. Those lively rhythms, pearl-like tinkling sounds, are like the sounds of a previous life. Sunny, long time. At that time, your eyes were as light as scented tea?

I have always understood that I like old things because they have the flavor of time and traces of the past. Picking up, the fallen leaves scattered in the past stood by the window, quietly recording these memories under the warm light of the desk lamp.

If you can't remember, let me pick up these old days for you.

Time is the unit of life, and everyone's life capacity is limited. Only when happiness, fulfillment and success account for more, and loss, emptiness and failure account for less, will life become valuable. Please make good use of your time and seize every moment.