The scars of the years

　　 When will the years stop ringing the bell, leaving a trace of spare time for me to love the years? The gentle sound of the bell slowly like flowing water wave by wave, in the bottom of the heart how much youthful frivolity, in the heart of what is surging like the sea; in front of the eyes gazing at a circle of ripples, as if the track left by the years, a circle is a year, each ripple is once the feud, wave after wave, ups and downs, just like the fluctuations of feelings, far and near, crying, laughing, despair; and as career trends, high and low, successes and failures.

　　 When will the wind of the years roll the two parallel lines together to fulfill a long-awaited wish of my heart? I do not look forward to a long time and do not desire to get along, I only have a small wish, as long as you are in the place, there is my shadow, do not expect to stay with you, only pray that the heavens give me a small opportunity to stand in the distance to secretly look at you, even if it is a glance I have no regrets.

　　 The wheel of the years you can not slow down your speed, let me revisit the sunshine of the warm day. I'm afraid you take away my parents' dark hair, take away their beautiful faces; I'm afraid you take away my most beloved lover, from now on no news; I'm afraid you take away my most sincere friends, from now on no contact. Really ...... I know everything ...... I understand everything ......

　　 The time is like a blackboard eraser, slowly wiping away all traces of what once was, slowly wiping away the track we once took, gradually becoming lighter in the heart until what is gone. Sometimes you want to have a blackboard eraser, want to erase everything that was once, whether it is happy, or unhappy, and are erased one by one. However, when it comes to this step, suddenly I feel that the whole world has nothing to hold on to! It seems that life is missing a part of what they care about most, the most precious, the most can not let go of. Want to retain, but nothing can grasp, like the sand in the hands, slowly through the fingers, once a scene like a color album, the picture a little blurred, a little disappeared, until it becomes a blank album, any of your efforts, but also in vain!

　　 When will you be able to fall in love once in a while, so that people who love each other can come together? In the time we can love, please love deeply! Do not easily say break up, once broken up, want to be together, will go through many trials and tribulations, even if they eventually come together, will also plant a seed of doubt. Men should be more tolerant, more understanding, and more caring; women do not just lose their temper and take the breakup as a threat, which not only hurt themselves but also hurt a person who loves them deeply. When we can not love, please let go! Achieve each other, is the greatest love for her, do not force together, each other will be sad, each other will be hurt. Since they love each other so much, they want her to be happy, as long as she is happy and happy, they are happy and happy, do not be friends again, and then go back and forth! That will only hurt her, because not every man is like their own deep love each other, and did not think about each other, we just need to be in her most helpless, the saddest time to appear at her side on the good! In the time we can love, then walk with her to old age! Whether old, sick, or dead, no matter rich or poor, you will love him for life and never leave. Do not always think they are old, sick, and dead, they left her wanting her to find another person who loves her more, and does not want to be a burden to her. But have you ever thought about how the other side is thinking, what she has in mind, if you still love her deeply, stick with her, let her walk with you through the last section of the road, in each other's last time, leaving a period of the best memories and joy, do not leave with sadness and reluctance, we have to smile and say: the next life we still want to be together!

　　 When will the road of years be a little longer, so that I have a little more time to spend with their favorite people? Looking at my parents who are getting old, I want to spend all my life with them; looking at my friends who are going their own way, I can only wish them a happy life and realize their dreams sooner; looking at my beloved one who is pursuing his happiness, I can only pray to God to send an angel who loves him to take care of her.

　　 When I was young you taught me by hand, when I was a teenager you set an example, when I was young you tried to tolerate all my rebellion, when I left, you were afraid that I would be too nagging for you, just gently say a word: Be careful on the road! Look at my small bag, big bag, you only worry that I have a bad time outside, "Do you want to bring a little more," see me get in the car and leave, but you are alone watching the car slowly walk away, until disappearing in the field of vision, but you quietly left two lines of tears. However, I left without looking back.

　　 Until now, I didn't know ...... mom and dad let me spend my life with you. Mom later let me accompany you for oil and salt sauce and vinegar tea life, accompany you to watch Korean dramas and tears, accompany you to watch the sunrise and sunset; Dad later let me walk with you, accompany you to play chess, accompany you to watch movies, accompany you to travel; to repay you for what you have given to me.

　　 The childhood playmates have long been blurred with time; the teenage playmates, with different ideals, have long been few; the youth playmates, with the leisurely passage of the university, there are only two or three people left; nowadays, there are only a few good friends - the bleaching of time, different ideals, the deviation of life trajectory, each person has chosen The road that each person chooses has long been different. Even though the mountains and rivers are still there, is the person still the one we used to know each other?

　　 The youthful years of ignorance cannot hide our curiosity and desire for each other of the opposite sex, cannot stop our fire-like enthusiasm, and cannot resist the temptation of sex. However, the good memories, but can not resist the cruelty of reality, can no longer return to the once innocent love, only believe - love for someone is to give without regret. Nowadays, love is shattered in the face of reality, in the concept of life on the chicken and egg, and in the dream from now on drifting away.

　　 Love a person, actually really simple, she is good I'm good! Happiness is simple, just like oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea, as long as the taste is adjusted, life is still very simple, not the romance and passion before the marriage, but the need to be mutually supportive has been going.

　　 Love a simple, you need to take a daily or even weekly time with her to eat a meal, watch a movie, chat; she hopes that when she is most helpless can hold her close, hope that when she is most sad, give her a deep wet kiss, make her laugh, comfort her; hope that when she is most afraid, you can immediately appear in front of her: "No fear, everything has me! "

　　 The traces of the years, that is, in the heart carved a wound, in the body left a mark, in your love and you care about people or things engraved a memory, perhaps in how many years later ......