谁都无法回避岁月走过的痕迹,谁都无法阻挡光阴似箭的脚步。谁都不能在时间的隧道里停留,谁都不能让时间为我们驻足。每年,都有春花开,鸟鸣啼。我们也知晓今年花非去年花,此鸟鸣非彼鸟鸣,其实开花的树也在感慨,今年赏花之人不是去年驻足的赏花人,鸟也在慨叹,今年看到的聆听者已不是去年的熟悉人。农民耕地,每年从这一头到那一头,耕着种着,时光仿 No one can evade the traces of the years, no one can stop the pace of time flies. No one can stay in the tunnel of time, no one can let time to stop for us. Every year, there are spring flowers, birds singing. We also know that this year’s flower was not spent last year. This bird is not a bird’s song. In fact, the blossoming tree is also feeling. This year, the flower-seekers are not the flower-seekers who stopped last year. The birds also lament that the listeners this year have seen Not familiar with last year. Peasants arable land, every year from this head to that end, plowing farming, time fake