Time is like a song, and the glitz fades away in the fleeting time. Flowers bloom and fall, and so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. She is silent, but she always leaves some traces that are not easy to detect. I wonder if those things that have been with us for a long time will melt in the summer and then flow with the blood? Will those young faces that accompany us along the way also fall off in autumn, and then float with the breeze? I thought, it won't! It is just quietly stored in a small corner of our hearts. However, inadvertently - a poem, a song, or a sentence, it will come to our hearts and bring us profound memories. It can be sweet, sad, or sentimental. . . But it is these fragments of memory that allow us to really know that time is slipping away from my hands, but I can't see or touch it, but I can only feel it deep in my memory! Let us regain the fragments of memory in our minds and recall our lost years with our hearts!