亲爱的时间:你好!一想起你呀,就像冬日打在眼皮上晕开的白色光斑,就像不经意间如同重来的往事如风,太匆匆———一想到你呀,我们就只剩回忆。你是山间清爽的风,是古城袅袅的钟声,只让人一眼,便铭记在心头,恍如隔世一般,无法忘却。你是世界的主宰,我们因你而转动。人类妄图窥探你数亿年的秘密,窥探你永不停息的生命,才发觉自己不过是浩渺宇宙中极小极小的沙砾——就像是我坐在桌 Dear Time: Hello! I think of you, just like the white light spots that blew on the eyelids in winter. It’s like inadvertently returning from the past like a wind. It’s a hurry — when we think of you, we only Memories left. You are a refreshing wind in the mountains. It is the bell of the ancient city. It only makes one look, and it is remembered in your heart. For example, you can’t forget it. You are the master of the world, and we turn for you. Human beings look for the secrets of your hundreds of millions of years, and pry into your ever-lasting life, only to discover that they are just tiny tiny gravels in the vast universe - like I am sitting at the table