The boiling water rushed towards the milk powder at the bottom of the cup, and the junction suddenly changed from transparent to turbid, and then turned to milky white amidst the pleasant stirring sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong".……In the slowly rising mist full of milk fragrance, I suddenly thought of you, your hearty laughter, and the silly old days of competing in the dormitory to see whose tofu was the most successful.

Every time I see the word time, I always think of the rabbit in "Alice in Wonderland" who always runs past with a pocket watch and keeps shouting "I'm going to be late." How great it would be if we could be like a simple rabbit and rush towards the future as quickly as possible without any regrets!

But people always know how to cherish when they lose, and they only know how to miss the past in the present. Those old times have gone so decisively, leaving us heartbroken at this moment and accepting the fact that they will never come back. No one counts the time, right? Although we, being silly, always exaggerate our feelings with words like "every day is like a year", who doesn't suddenly lament that time flies by?

The songs we sang together seem to have lost their sweetness now; the books we read together, but when we read them again, we can't find those heart-tugging words; the road we walked together is still full of people coming and going, and is still filled with the beautiful laughter of girls holding hands, but that trace of youthful and ignorant sentimentality no longer belongs to us……

On a sunny afternoon, I submerged myself in the warm sunshine and the rich fragrance of milk, savoring the countless yesterdays, as if I could reach out and touch the palm prints of time. Finally, I mustered up the courage to say: Goodbye, old times, because I have decided to grow up……