Aria of Time

I like to listen to the low singing of old times and recall the moods and emotions of the past. Whenever I face them, I will inadvertently burst into tears. I hope time will move forward forever. I'm afraid that when it rests, I will inadvertently burst into tears. I dare not ask about the process of time, for fear that longing will take the opportunity to enter and bury me forever and never wake up.