The sky is still gray, the rain is still so calm, and so is my mood.

Occasionally, he writes poems, writes articles, hums songs, and grows up in loneliness every day. There aren't too many special memories, just a few faint memories about you. There weren't many people who appreciated my article, and only a few reluctant ones remained. I don't covet anything, I don't want to be a real home, an essayist, I just want to be your home.

Think about how stupid, so simple, and so annoying I used to be. After thinking about it again, I don't want to be so stupid, so simple, so annoying.

But it doesn't seem to change, I'm still me, you're still you, everything is the same.

The only thing I can keep is the faint memories of you, and I don't know how much they can tell now.

Gone are your smiling faces, leaving only a few photos of you smiling.

In the past, your sweet and tender singing voice is gone, leaving only a few wisps of memories that I will never forget.

Looking at your little picture on the table, thinking about your little pretty face in the past, only now there is nothing left, everything is lost.

...... To be honest, I really can't tell, anyway, I didn't cherish it before, now I can forget it, right?

I wanted to pick up the remnants of my memories, but they became nothing, like a wisp of smoke disappearing before my eyes, and I had no power to retriev anything.

Now I just want to be alone, alone, watching the sun set over the sea and watching happiness slip over my shoulders. I hope all this is just a dream, a dream that I won't wake up until I die, maybe, life is like a dream, and you will never know your tomorrow, your future, because it's just a dream.

So, I won't remember you anymore, junior high school life, elementary school life, because those are just - dreams, that's all.

I don't think the sky should be gray, how good is blue. Hehe, forget about you, forget all this in junior high school......

Time dust

In the sky, the white clouds fly silently, and you are staring at it, but in the blink of an eye, it disappears from your eyes.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the summer vacation is almost over, and we will enter high school life, which is a life that we all wait and see. It's just that something is missing.

From junior high school to high school, this summer, why is the time faster than ever? Is it to keep the traces from being left?

However, I still found traces of the passage of time, and the pen I used to write was old again, and so was the notebook, and even my mood began to become old.

I hadn't noticed it before, but I found it inexplicably on this day, and found a lot of dust on the bedroom floor. Dirty and tiresome. Why didn't I notice it before? I guess time passed too quickly.

Also, time has told me, let me forget every minute and every second of my junior high school life as soon as possible, and forget the broken memories as soon as possible. Because I'm not a junior high school student anymore, it's high school that opens the door for me.

However, there are always people who think that time flies too slowly.

I stopped thinking and cleaned my little bedroom. When the broom touched the floor, the dust was lifted and dissipated into the air, so I couldn't find a trace, but if I looked closely, I could still see the naughty dust shaking in the air, it was like time. Although time passes quickly, as long as you pay close attention to the things around you, you will still find that time exists.

After cleaning the bedroom, I gently opened the window to ventilate it, and looked out the window, and a white cloud flew over my head............

Jane Xi

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

This is really an amazing poem.

There are many people who are intoxicated by the warmth and tenderness of the sunset as the sun sets. For example, lovers, friends, family members, ...... They enjoy the short sunset of the day, so they cherish it.

And I watched the sun rise in the east and set in the west every day, and I watched the red and yellow sunset in the western sky day after day, singing day after day.

But looking at it, I can't help but think of those small memories that were once distributed in junior high school, where there were bitter, sweet, sour, salty. Every time I look at the sunset, I think of those things. Because it's a memory that can't be forgotten. In fact, as time passes like dust, it will still be forgotten.

Because I don't want to save anything, I don't want to share that piece of broken memories with my friends, really!!! I really don't want to think about it, I'm tired, junior high school is just a dream, hehe, life is like a dream.

Now it's better to cherish every day, cherish every minute and every second now, only in this way, I seem to be better, otherwise, I will have to cry again.

What is the color of the sunset? red, orange, yellow, or a touch of gray?

To be honest, I still like gray, because gray can make me feel sad, sadness is easy to make me cry, I can vent my tears, I can be comfortable, hey, I will still cry after all, no matter how I cherish my surroundings, how I cherish what I am in front of, I heard that tears are a symbol of the junction of angels and demons.

Still, we still have to cherish it. Well, you must cherish the present, just like the sunset. It gives me the same warmth, and I can't help but cherish it.

Sunset, I will definitely go to see it every day.

Moon-hunting

People, there will always be some lost years. It's like fate, it can't be changed, can it?

No matter how many broken memories I have, no matter how many precious moments I have passed, no matter how many days of sunset I cherish now. I have made up my mind to look for the lost years.

Even I don't know what I'm looking for the lost years for. From the logic of ordinary people, of course, including me, it is difficult to recover what is lost, and it is even more impossible to recover the empty years. Many people think like this: let the past pass, let the future come. The idea of those people is obviously to forget the unpleasantness of the past and face the future life happily. But I don't think so, if I run away from the past like them, then the past is really going to pass, and we are even less likely to know why our past is the way it is.

In fact, some people's past is still quite good, enjoying the pampering of their parents, as the son of a wealthy family, there is endless food, endless nanny, that is really a kind of enjoyment. I was envious.

Well, anyway, I'm going to find the moon, and no one can stop me. But I'm not sure where to start or how to find it.

You may think that my decision is very stupid, how can you find such an empty thing as time. Hehe, that's nothing. But it still exists, as long as it exists, it will definitely be found, it will definitely be able to!

After thinking about it for so long, it's almost time for me to watch today's sunset.

End

Some people used to be dashing, but now they are suffering. For example, those rich sons live together on the doting of their parents, and when they grow up, they have no independent side, and of course they have to suffer.

Some people have been in pain in the past and are still in pain. For example, those who are useless.

But there are others who have been miserable in the past and are happy now. That's because they have already found the lost years, so they woke up and began to struggle, and now it is the fruit of their struggle.

In the final analysis, the purpose of seeking the moon is to let you understand your past, comprehend your past, stop wasting time and dust (hours), and know how to cherish the sun.

Again, if you keep running away from the past, the past is really going to pass.