It's the New Year, it's a year older, and I'm still very scared. It has long passed like the good years of two or eight, the passage of collagen, the bloated figure is enough to prove that you are no longer young, still desperately trying to keep something? Is it delicate, or is it experience? I really can't believe that the kung fu in the blink of an eye is already half of life, one year old and one withered, ah, has engraved many marks related to the ring of the year in the heart and appearance! Fear of aging is always the most helpless face of every life, an unavoidable fact, perhaps the only fortunate thing is that we are all growing, and we will all grow old. For the long historical imprint, it is just a passer-by, but ah, magnified into the life of the individual, the age is particularly harsh and wants to retreat!
In the office on Friday, I lamented the helplessness of age, a year older in the new year, and discussed the difference between virtual and real years. Nowadays, in order to drag the tail of age as much as possible, it is calculated in terms of real age, but ah, in vain, it is powerless to cover up. I really don't dare to talk to people about age, and I am old enough to be old enough to look at it directly, if there is any magic elixir, I will desperately try to save it. I remember that my colleagues had always said that her wish was to live to the age of forty, and when time pushed forward like water, the closer she got to this age, the more her wish was stretched back, not only was she involuntarily living and dying, it was better to die than to live, and it was better to die than to live, and it was okay to lose her face. Therefore, it is also understood that Qin Shi Huang spent his whole life looking for the magic medicine of immortality, and he was in a prominent position, how much he wanted to extend this shortness to eternity, which was incomprehensible but also logical. What is old is the face, what is not old is the mentality!
Why are people afraid of getting old? Everyone has their own reasons to admit it, for themselves, it is more afraid of not being able to win the love of others, there are expectations for marriage, and there are thoughts about children, so they are afraid of loneliness in old age, and there is no companion or child. When you are no longer afraid to talk about age, you have enough in your heart, whether it is external materials, various identities, or inner insight and abundance, you belong to both statesless, more fear and despair, and want not only to grow in age, but also in the meaning and power of life. So the New Year has become a reality and a beating that I don't want to face, just like the heartfelt words I saw: The taste of the New Year is not light, but the Happy New Year is no longer our generation. The haste of life catches people off guard, and sometimes people suffer from the trance of living like a year, time is always just a relative concept, is the reference for the gain and loss of life!
Because I studied for a year in the morning, I belonged to the smaller category in the same class and dormitory, and I was quite proud in my heart. When I first graduated and entered the workplace, everyone around me envied my own colorful years, and I would inexplicably feel that the great splendid future was about to unfold. When I saw my older brothers and sisters, unmarried or mediocre, I snickered in my heart, "When I reach that age, it will not be like this..." The accidental choice, the inevitable result, cold arrogance and self-awareness, time flies between the fingers, looking back at the footprints step by step, I don't know how to stand empty-handed on the back of the ridge that has been bent by the years, which has become an alternative and negative reference for young people to question. Yes, the years make people old, missed can never come back, no one knows what is wrong? Maybe there is no mistake, but a matter of choice and perspective, after all, I am still the self who grows up with the Round of the New Year, and the chagrin lies in the imbalance between the pros and cons.
What kind of life do I want? All the stories related to the years have become a straight line, without ups and downs and the breath of life! "What age to do anything", this is the most simple and realistic words, but it is written in a mess, scratching the ears and scratching the cheeks of anxiety, is still powerless, time, in addition to urging people to grow old, what is left? What you want is not obtained, what you get is not cherished, and the misplaced story is staged again and again, so step by step, when can you learn to compromise? When will you learn to accept it? The things in the story say yes, say no is not, why should it be too true? Is the haste and vagueness of a drop in the ocean more worth advancing and being powerful? Always confused and decadent, but how much time is left to allow yourself to be pretentious?
Now that the post-zero generation has entered the society and entered the marriage, it can only laugh at the sadness. The marathon of life has fallen behind too much, the key is that there is nowhere to work, nowhere to stay, what is wrong with this? This is the life that I longed to grow up as a child, how did it become a mess? Can't find the answer, but still have to continue to move forward, will not stay for this and wait for the answer to float in front of you, this is the helpless move of the one-way line, there is no way back, can not stay. Whether it is really alive or not, whether there are still regrets, it will become the past, and it is only hoped that there is time and hope for the future, and that the real future can be expected, not the encouragement of words.
Life, perhaps it is along the way that there are so many regrets, pain, powerlessness, will shrink the eagerness of life, after all, when I thought that I would die when I was a child, the fear that struck immediately occupied my heart, and I did not believe in the absurd heart of how the world turned without myself. After experiencing the tempering of a long life, I have another taste and insight into the length of life, and I am no longer helpless and panicked like I was a child in life and death. The wisdom of old age is the gift of years precipitation, is the credit of insight into the impermanence of the world, so ah, on the road of life, not only the growth of the annual rings, but also the need for the growth and transformation of the heart, step by step, do not give up, will eventually meet with the most true self, is the years changing us or are we waddling in time? Maybe it's more about just living unconsciously!
Age is not only the trajectory of a life, but also a reminder at all times that everyone has limited time, no unlimited amount of splurge, and it is appropriate to stop! The elderly grandmother still has an infinite fascination with eating, seemingly meaningless dying old age, in fact, is the resilience and struggle instinct of life, after all, no one can say what kind of life is meaningful and valuable, especially can not point out others' life mysteries, so ah, good and not so good life is only carried in their own hearts, and have nothing to do with others!
This is an article written for three days, and only these remnants have been squeezed out for three days, how many miracles and harvests have been created in these three days in the world, and all kinds of sorrows and joys are only a momentary change. The ordinary three days are the composition of life, the foreshadowing of the future, the memories of the past, and the only one in life, three days and three days, without counting the three days seem long and numb, trying desperately to keep something, grasping in vain. Leaving these written rights should be a kind of memorial to the past, a memorial to youth, the end of the first half of life, and a regret and helplessness that cannot go back. Well, well, time is so cold and fair, in time, no one can take advantage, the difference is in their respective uses, perhaps because of this, it is time to do something!
Yes, the New Year, collectively a year older, just a year older, and there are many one-year-olds waiting in front, but ah, when the next year passes, do you deserve something? Instead of blindly sadness and apologies. Always determined, determined, sadly not the passage of time, but the cycle of not wanting to change, the mouth is greater than the heart of the cry, just a vain appearance, ask yourself, do you still have expectations? Are there any thoughts? Regret and regret are only in the change of mood, so do you want to go to something?
Years are merciless, people have feelings; time is hurried, the heart is not old, want to see the real appearance of their own carving in the future, to hug, to kiss, again and again overwhelming momentum and determination, just want to have a better self in time. Even if it is already twilight and old age, it is worth recalling all the stories in those lives, continuing to bloom and wonderful, not afraid of age, not afraid of wind and rain, all the way!