what is Rofuntime

Time is like the wind, gently brushing over the strings of life. It is the blooming and withering of flowers in spring, the dappled tree shadows on a summer afternoon, the red leaves falling in the autumn frost, and the tranquility beneath the winter snow. It takes away our innocence and leaves behind the fragrance of memories. We run, laugh, and cry in this time like the wind, and then cherish it. It is the most beautiful movement of life.