Time passes ruthlessly before our eyes, no matter how hard we try to catch it, it still won't stop for anyone or anything.
Human life is short and ordinary. Perhaps only when we are old, sitting in a wheelchair and watching the dusk, can we slowly and carefully appreciate our ordinary life. No matter whether we were happy or sad, happy or painful, we are just passers-by in the past years.
At this time, I remembered a saying - the most beautiful thing is the red color of the sunset.