Time is a very magical thing, we lose sight of it, do not feel it, more do not catch it. So, elapse quickly when days, years changes, we always can cannot help the ground asks: Where does “ time go? ”
时间是一个很神奇的东西，我们看不见它，摸不到它，更抓不到它。所以，当时光荏苒，岁月变迁，我们总会忍不住地问：“时间都去哪儿了？”
Everyday in the evening, I can sit before small desk write line of business. This small desk is on me one grade when, father chooses meticulously for me. It is very short at that time, had increased one big chunk according to my height now, look at this change, I can't help asking my: These year where does time go?
每天晚上，我都会坐在小书桌前写作业。这个小书桌是我上一年级的时候，爸爸为我精心挑选的。当时它很矮，现在已经根据我的身高调高了一大截，看着这个变化，我不禁问自己：这些年的时间都去哪儿了？
Write down smally there is the calendar a piece 2013 on desk, I always try to be counted clear at that time there are how many days after all in year, always can be incomputable Hunan. Now, time had arrived from 2013 2018, I want to ask my: Where does go?
记得小书桌上有一张2013年的日历，当时我总是试图数清一年里到底有多少天，可总是数不清楚。现在，时间已经从2013年到了2018年，我想问自己：这几年的时间都去哪儿了？
Pull open the drawer of small desk, a piece of greeting card lies inside silently. That is me when wearing red scarf for the first time, the big elder brother of 6 grade sends me. Now, I also wear a fresh red scarf the neck of little little brother of to be in the first year to go up. Looking at him, I can't help plainting: Does time write a composition / where to go to?
拉开小书桌的抽屉，一张贺卡静静地躺在里面。那是我第一次戴上红领巾时，六年级的大哥哥送给我的。现在，我也将一条鲜艳的红领巾戴在一年级小弟弟的脖子上。望着他，我不禁感叹：时间都作文/去哪儿了？
Keep operation, turn the toy ark that overdoes to always can see me, toy people wait for silently over. They are me in one's childhood best playmate, but now, I have a lot of homeworks to want to finish, played without time and them. They look at me, as if asking: Where does time go?
写完作业，转过头总能看到我的玩具柜，玩具们静静地待在那里。他们是我小时候最好的玩伴，但现在，我有很多的功课要完成，没有时间和他们玩了。他们看着我，仿佛在问：时间都去哪儿了？
Spring came, the peach with grandmother downstair home leaves full the floret of pink. 10 years ago, it or short short fine fine sapling, fresh gale whiff is groggy, have the risk that break off at any time. Nowadays, it already branch numerous Xie Mao, can written guarantee every year the fruit that gives again and again. Look at one tree peach blossom, I can't help confused: Where does time go?
春天来了，姥姥家楼下的桃树开满了粉色的小花。十年前，它还是一棵矮矮细细的小树，大风一吹摇摇晃晃，随时都有折断的危险。如今，它已经枝繁叶茂，每年都会结出累累的果实。看着一树桃花，我不禁迷茫：时间都去哪儿了？
Where does time go? This problem, I had asked a fellow student, had asked a teacher, had asked father mother, the result of everybody is endless and same. But understand however in my heart: Time converts on bowstring of my two a general term for a certain two stringed bowed instruments one string of note that string together; The sweat of a drop that the brandish when time changes me to swim asperses bead; Time changes me to be stuck in the one Zhang Zhang certificate of merit on the wall; Time changes a fructification …… of a heavy
时间都去哪儿了？这个问题，我问过同学，问过老师，问过爸爸妈妈，每个人的答案都不尽相同。但是我心里却明白：时间化作我二胡琴弦上一串串的音符；时间化作我游泳时挥洒的一滴滴汗珠；时间化作我贴在墙上的一张张奖状；时间化作一颗颗沉甸甸的果实……
Let us hold instantly, cherish time!
让我们把握当下，珍惜时间吧！