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Time is like a drop of dew in the petals of the cherry blossoms in the morning, gently, gently, silently, without you and me being aware of it, slowly, slowly, being evaporated by the early sun. When we gradually react from the busyness of life, we often have the feeling of "vast changes, creation and human beings"! At night, in the silence of the night, a bit of coolness blows quietly like the wind, and the whole air is filled with the fragrance of holly. At this time, people's minds are not only thinking about comfort, but also romance. The evening breeze does not have the enthusiasm of summer. It is so gentle, coming and going in a hurry, as if it has covered the early spring night with a thin layer of sand, making our little eyes not only filled with comfort and enjoyment, but also full of fantasy and expectation. I was in front of the computer, recording my inner activities, so plain and natural, it was almost like the whole world was created for me. How will life be tomorrow? I don't think about it, all I want is the persistence and naturalness that belong to today.