Our time flies by like water and will never come back. Even if our youth is not as "unparalleled and independent" as the beautiful woman, it must be as "rare to come back" as hers.
The passage of time is like water, like a beautiful woman. Although it does not captivate the country or the city, it captivates your and my heart. In the old days, you were a beauty.
The name of this story is - "Time".