Feelings over the years The new talisman has just been replaced with the old talisman, and the scenery of the end of winter is also sent. The sound of firecrackers has faded, and the fragrance of cold plums is over and the charm is hard to grow. Youth is getting farther and farther away, and the ambition is still stagnant, and the bright hair is quietly coming to a new heart. The road ahead is confused and difficult to settle, and I lean on the railing to sigh at the vicissitudes of life.