Middle-aged people are the children of the elderly, while teenagers are the children of middle-aged and elderly people. Is the gap between teenagers and middle-aged and elderly people really insurmountable? In my opinion, it is the spiritual inheritance of generations, like an umbilical cord, connecting one life and another. It is the cultural incense of generations, like a cooking smoke, connecting one time and space and another. This chasm is a mountain of affection and a sea of flesh and blood. This chasm is the archive of the footprints of the front wave and the birthplace of the figure of the back wave.
The pockets of middle-aged and elderly people should not be filled with pejorative words. In fact, those derogatory words are all teenagers who do not understand human feelings, and use contemptuous eyes to paste the "curse" on the middle-aged and elderly - stubbornness, old-fashionedness and nagging. Looking at the world from another perspective, how can stubbornness not be a kind of perseverance? How is it not a kind of inheritance to be old-fashioned? Isn't nagging a concern? Even if their sideburns are white and they have lost a mouthful of white teeth, they will stand in the snow, watching the youth made of wind and fire, and wanting to spend flowers and dreams in the spring.
Young people, stop questioning the thoughts of those middle-aged and elderly people with pity. Mature thoughts, tearful smiles, will always be steady and kind. Young people, we shouldn't just live in false praise! Remember, the mask on the face is beautiful, but it is not the face of our soul after all. Middle-aged and elderly people are not a storage room for negative energy, and their faces are maskless. This is the supreme art, and even God is moved by it, let alone the angels who are not deeply involved in the world? So loosen our misunderstanding. Under the reputation of the elderly, this is not a despicable right that we can exercise arbitrarily.
Teenagers pursue fashion, fashion and romance, in fact, this is also setting thorns for the middle-aged and elderly. Such rebellion is neither myth nor legendary. The real popularity is not tailing, but opening up. While some teenagers were still lying in their beds playing games, middle-aged and elderly people were already dancing and practicing their swords in the square. Relatively speaking, who loves life more? When teenagers are still drowsy in class, the backpacks of middle-aged and elderly people have already stepped on the train of part-time work. Relatively speaking, who knows the true meaning of life better? Young people are willful and live their lives into desolation. The middle-aged and elderly are introverted and live a full life. What kind of full life is this?
Middle-aged and elderly people are the predecessors of teenagers and models of life. One day, the current teenagers will also come to their station. Even if they are hunched over, they can live out the style of a big tree. Majestic, nothing more than "there are hills and valleys in the heart, and mountains and rivers between the eyebrows". Middle-aged and elderly people are the material of beauty and the worship of poets. In the hearts of middle-aged and elderly people, what flows is the feelings of painters. Middle-aged and elderly, dare to pursue the last train of life, tired is not sorry. And what about some teenagers? It is to deliberately miss the through train for study and the morning train of life. Middle-aged and elderly people seem to be very slow, but slow out of a fast rhythm. Teenagers seem to be fast, but they are about to come to a slow beat.
There is no doubt that teenagers are enjoying (or squandering) the rivers and mountains that middle-aged and elderly people have worked hard with blood and sweat. On this country, there is not only a wealth of materials, but also a tough wind bone and an immortal culture. However, what we see is usually only matter. They may seem useless, but they are corners where our soft shoulders can shelter from the wind. They may seem useless, but they are a haven where our tired eyes can shine.
Thank them! After all, they are not passers-by of grass and trees, but the masters of the glory years.
Thank them! After all, they were not floating objects on the creek, but treasures in the depths of the sea.
Thank them! After all, they are the front wave of the horizontal knife, and we are the back wave of the wind.
The years have painted them into "old looks", but their "little feelings" have always been there, still in us, still in their hearts.
I said, the sword is not old. You say, isn't that what a teenager?
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