Time is like a kaleidoscope, it allows us to see a hundred phases of the world.
Time is like a touchstone, it can help us distinguish between good and bad, true and false.
Time is like a textbook, it can help us to see the vicissitudes of life.
Time is like a treasure chest, it lets us enjoy the happiness of life.
Time walks and stops, from initial acquaintances to strangers, like riding a bus, looking at the fleeting scenes outside, the window.
Time can destroy everthing in the world, it can turn sturdy castle into remnants of history, it can turn sword of a hero into children’s plaything, it can turn foreste mountains into the boundless ocean of corals; time can create everything, it can turn a cave into resplendant high-rise, a broken village into bustling city, ignorant children into encyclopedic scholars, a heart into great galaxy of wisdom.