Old Memories Come Back Like Water

I picked up a ray of twilight from yesterday and took a closer look at it today. I wrote down all the sadness and joy word by word. I had thought. It must have been a spring day, and a small boat was swimming leisurely on the red haze of the small river full of frogs and insects. The river is clear and shallow, with flowers blooming on both sides, butterflies flying, and a beautiful woman beside you. That's a boy boyhood Always looking forward to all kinds of strange surprises And half of it will come So, it's nostalgic Time is just an illusion caused by the process of change of all things. Things that change and change again I'll tell you ruthlessly that everything has indeed changed. Irreversible If you can change everything back to how it was before That's going back in time