Time Picking Up

When a person walks to a certain time, the past is like the turbulent sea behind him, really rolling and washing away, so real that people can't hold on to even a drop of water in it. A small splash that inadvertently caused people to be shocked and fell into her deep embrace. At this time, I wanted to do something extremely real yet extremely illusory. It's like picking up the ears of rice, picking up the lost time in the past.