Wooden Floors and Time

<strong>Wooden Floors and Time</strong>-kelaiwood

Wooden flooring, as one of the largest surface materials in home decoration, is no longer just the foundation of aesthetic spaces. It holds the memories of every family member, from the laughter of childhood to the quiet moments of adulthood. Wooden flooring quietly witnesses the passing of time and the changes within a family.

With the continuous development of the wooden flooring industry, the form and function of flooring have significantly evolved. From the carefully selected traditional solid wood flooring of the 1990s to today’s popular engineered wood flooring, technological advancements have brought more choices, especially in terms of stability, environmental friendliness, and cost-effectiveness. The introduction of engineered wood flooring solved the issues of solid wood flooring in environments with significant temperature and humidity fluctuations, offering a more durable option for modern homes.

However, the significance of wooden flooring goes beyond that. It is not only a part of the home but also a sentimental bond between family members. It witnesses the growth of children, carries the memories of elders, and each piece of flooring holds countless precious memories and emotions. As market demands evolve, the flooring industry continuously innovates and advances, offering products that better meet the needs of modern families.

This brings to mind a popular Chinese song, “When You Are Old,” which is adapted from the poem When You Are Old by Irish poet William Butler Yeats. The lyrics include:

“When You Are Old” – William Butler Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

As you grow old, with grey hair and weary eyes, sitting beside the fire, bending down and reflecting on how love quietly fades and journeys to distant mountains, the wooden flooring remains quietly by your side. It silently accompanies you, guarding your life and bearing witness to the deep emotional connection between you, your family, and the passage of time.

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