When we are still reminiscing about our childhood, in fact, we are all in our 40s, and we are all Ben Five.
Before I was ready to grow old, I had deep, shallow wrinkles on my face and a pinch of white hair on my head.
I can't believe that the person in the mirror was once a man who was also prosperous, or a young man who was not afraid of heaven.
After the 70s, I am old in a flash, and when someone calls out "Grandpa, Grandma", an indescribable sourness passes through my heart, and I don't know how to answer.
Time, where have you been? Youth, too late to appreciate it, disappeared.
Forty without confusion, fifty knowing the Destiny.
The middle age of the post-70s is also gradually drifting away. In the face of the chase of the post-80s and the challenges of the post-90s, we don't know what capital can show off.
When the post-70s themselves are still in debt, they don't know how to "make a comeback".
In order to live a happy life, I had to stand on the same running line with a group of juniors, even if I couldn't do it, I still had to run.
There are old people on the top and small on the bottom, who dare to relax themselves, do not pay attention, do not advance or retreat.
Perhaps, the pride of the post-70s generation is maturity, is a little more experience.
Eat a grain, grow a wisdom, once suffered losses, deceived, learned to protect themselves;
Having sweated and shed tears, I have learned to be strong;
Having failed and succeeded, you have more certainty of life.
There are also some days, very bitter and bitter times, so that I miss my childhood.
In the 70s, families were poor, but there was not much pressure, and no one would laugh at anyone or envy anyone.
Find a piece of wood, make a slingshot, you can show it for several days;
The toy gun made of wire, its owner, is the "child king" of the village;
The small river at the mouth of the village is always full of childhood joy;
Girls feed pigs, also jump leather bands, labor is as happy as games ...
One day, I suddenly found that my childhood had disappeared and gradually grew old and became a fact.
I began to be a little sad about age, a little tired of love, a little grumbling about work, and a little complaining about society.
After all, we are no longer the ignorant children, nor are we such reckless teenagers, not even the young people who dare to say and dare to do it.
Suddenly found myself, getting up earlier than a chicken and sleeping later than a dog.
It is said that "the more self-disciplined a person is, the more successful he is", but he has insisted on "going to bed early and getting up early" for many years, and he can't even sleep at night, and he has not seen any great changes in life.
It's still plain, going around and stumbling.
Suddenly found that after the 70s of their own, missed too much, once had a love appeared, but they did not catch it, did not dare to confess, and later had their own marriage, but not the best;
There was once an opportunity, but I did not seize it, but after a few years, I saw that others were getting rich, and the sense of gap in my heart was getting stronger and stronger;
I once thought about going for a ride and had great dreams, but now I have lost them, and I am a little bit worn away by the reality of life.
Suddenly, after the 70s, I became silent.
It's not that I don't have anything to say, I don't want to say it.
On the road of life, I want someone to understand, but no one understands. The person who knows himself best is himself.
If there is any unspeakable grievance, say it to yourself.
Many people, what you say, in fact, he does not want to hear, just hypocritically pander to you, and will laugh at you afterwards.
Suddenly found that after the 70s, their temper was gone, or their temper was very big.
There is no temper because of disappointment, learning to be quiet, just being an audience, staying in a corner of the forced; the temper is very big because there is a willingness to complain in the heart, there are grievances, can't hold back, want to be fierce.
But every time I get angry, I will reflect on myself and feel wrong.
Suddenly, I found that I wanted to cry, but I had to pretend to laugh.
Reality has turned itself into a hypocritical person.
People who care a lot also deliberately avoid and hide, afraid that people will "meet true love" in middle age, only to silently endure the pain of love and let themselves carry responsibility and pressure.
Suddenly, I found that many words were insincere.
Some words, I don't believe it myself, others believe it or not, it doesn't matter.
The fragility of the bottom of the heart is also hidden deeply, and only when you are drunk once, do you "howl and cry", allowing the tears of grievance to gush out. But after crying, I still have to laugh and have to face life.
Post-70s people, do not have such feelings:
A person stays quietly, does not want to do anything, does not want to say, if the world can stop at this moment;
People who find people around them, who do not understand themselves, who understand themselves, but who have no reason;
In the past, the "rotten sesame seeds of Chen Guzi" were slowly put down, but now the troubles are still many and cannot be put down;
I feel that I have become old and want to go back to my childhood, but I still can't go back;
What others say, they all feel that it doesn't matter, they are happy;
Don't dare to be "in debt", worried that you will not be able to pay it back for a lifetime...
After 70, it is not easy to run five in a flash, but it is still on the road, give yourself a thumbs up, everything continues...