Read women
On the way to home and work,
Youth is gone,
The years are flowing.
Old woman,
Take stock of the time you've traveled.
Using life to interpret into an autobiographical novel,
Carefully portray the short length of a lifetime.
Wrinkled face,
Show the wind and frost of the past.
Old dimples,
Filled with the sunshine of the past.
Cloudy eyes,
See through the warmth and coldness of human feelings,
Inconstancy.
Root white hair,
I am still thinking about the fantasy of prolonging life.
Summarizing the harvest of decades,
It is difficult to exchange the weight of youth.
In the crying and laughter of children and grandchildren,
Youth has no trace,