■ Author: Uncle Nanshan
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01, man to fifty, all things are in tatters.
Qian Fu, a Ming Dynasty leader, has a "Song of Tomorrow":
Tomorrow after tomorrow, so many tomorrows.
I was born for tomorrow, and everything will be in ruins.
If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring and autumn will come.
Look at the water flowing east, and watch the sun fall in the west.
What will be the next day in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.
The meaning of this poem is: tomorrow is followed by another tomorrow, and there are many tomorrows. I've spent my whole life waiting for tomorrow and nothing has been done. Most people in the world are as tired of tomorrow as I am, and the years pass and they end up old. Watching the river flow east in the morning and watching the sun fall west in the evening is real life. How many tomorrows will there be in a hundred years? Please listen to my Song of Tomorrow.
Yes, when people reach fifty, we have begun to precipitate our own lives and begin to think about our own gains and losses in life. I believe that there are many people who, like me, always feel that their lives are wasted, and many things have not been done. Therefore, "when people reach fifty, everything becomes a pain in our hearts", and from time to time in the dead of night, the sound of "creaking" is like a blade, peeling away our memories.
02, people to fifty, hometown is calling.
When we reach fifty, if we are still wandering in a foreign land, we will miss our hometown twice. Yes, in order to survive, in order to be able to get ahead, many people run in foreign lands, just to find the dream that belongs to their hearts. And these people who are on the move all year round often have their hometowns in remote mountain villages or in vast rural areas. Every time we go back to our hometown, we always feel happy and at ease when we face the cooking smoke of our hometown, the fruit trees in front of and behind the house, the domestic cats that jump on the branches from time to time, and the dog tail grass that is constantly swaying in the wind.
At this age, we begin to think twice about the personnel of our hometown, the grass and trees of our hometown, the night of our hometown like water, and the bonfires and stars of our hometown. Slowly, these things from our hometown will become a strong nostalgia, slowly flooding in our hearts, making us feel that our hometown has begun to call us, and giving us a feeling of eagerly wanting to return to our hometown.
I believe that as post-70s generations, we have all heard the famous singer Mr. Fei Xiang sing a song "Clouds of Hometown". Perhaps, this song can best express the homesickness of our age:
The clouds of my hometown drifted across the sky, and it kept calling to me.
When the breeze around me blows softly, a voice is calling to me:
Come back, come back, wanderer.
Come back, come back, don't wander around.
With heavy steps, the road back home is so long.
When the breeze around you blows gently, it blows the fragrance of the soil of the hometown.
Come back, come back, wanderer.
Come back, I'm tired of wandering...
03, people to fifty, to learn to be silent.
Man to fifty, we have slowly grown old. At such an age, it is very important to learn to be calm and to learn to live the rest of our lives like a stillstretched wave. When people reach fifty, we have gone through many ups and downs in the years of life, especially our post-70s who are running around, and we have tasted the cold and warm world of human feelings.
At such an age, in order to live, we must have experienced a lot of unsatisfactory life. Some have even experienced the downfalls of life, or even the time of hardship. At such an age, the suffering we taste and the hardships we experience will become the most worthy of our memories and cherishes in our lives.
Instead, learn to let go, learn to give up, learn to silently face the pain and unbearable of the past, learn to use our silence to face the right and wrong of the rest of our lives, and some pain and unbearable that may continue to come, in fact, is the psychological quality and mature quality that we must have at this age. When people reach fifty, in fact, every step is already the way home, but on the way back in this life, there will still be many waves of life churning, so let's learn to accept it calmly.
04, people to fifty, step by step is the way home.
Man to fifty, we have begun to grow old. In ancient times, a person who reached fifty was a person who had entered the twilight years of his life. At such an age, we have learned that every step we take is the way home. By the time people reached fifty, our children had grown up, they had their own direction, they had begun to set sail.
And when we reach the age of fifty, we will find that our ideals in life have flattened out. Those ideals that can be achieved, we have achieved, those ideals that cannot be achieved, we learn to give up. When people reach fifty, we must learn to let our mood slowly relax. For the rest of our lives, every step we take is actually a way home, and everything we experience is actually unique.
When we reach fifty, let us pretend to be confused and learn to use our pleasant body and mind to complete the course of our lives for the rest of our lives. When people reach fifty, every step is the way home, let us use our hearts as to stop the water mentality, with our mentality of not being insulted, to walk through every part of our lives well.
05, man to fifty, to stop wandering.
When we reach fifty, it's time for us to go home. Perhaps, after many years of leaving home, our old house has also been somewhat dilapidated. But why not? Let's stop wandering, go back to our hometown, and repair our old house. From then on, we planted flowers in front of the house, trees in the back of the house, and then opened up a vegetable field next to our house. Then, we planted our favorite Shanghai green, cucumbers and carrots in the vegetable field, and lived our future days away from red dust.
There are less than fifty people, so let us stop wandering. Back to our quiet hometown, in the idle afternoon, next to the garden where the dog tail grass swayed, invited a few old friends, everyone sat under the melon rack, while drinking thick Pu'er tea, while chatting about the north and south of the world. Perhaps, this is the way of life that we people in our fifties desire the most, and the most ideal way of life.
When the man reaches fifty, let's not wander anymore. Those who have traveled have left us far away; those who have loved have also stayed in our memories. When people reach fifty, the rest of their lives are not long, they are not short, and we still have many things worth working on. Let's pack our bags and go back to our hometown full of childhood fun.
06, the tree is thousands of feet tall, and the leaves fall back to the roots.
Ancients Cloud: The tree is thousands of feet tall, and the leaves fall back to the roots. The meaning of this sentence is that even if a tree grows tall, the fallen leaves still have to return to the roots. The metaphor is that no matter how long you leave your homeland, you still have to return to your homeland in the end. Friends, when we reach fifty, we are already old, and we also need to recuperate. They all say, "Fifty and know the destiny of heaven", let people go to fifty of us, stop wandering, and return to our hometown. From then on, we began to truly return to our homeland, the leaves fell back to the roots, and we enjoyed the rest of our lives. Friends, you say, is that right? Welcome to leave a message in the comment area to discuss. Thank you.
【About the author】:Uncle Nanshan, focusing on original emotional stories, folk stories and emotional beauty writing, has published 6 books on emotions, beautiful texts and stories. Major self-media platforms original plus V authors, major platforms have accumulated millions of fan authors, and major platforms have accumulated more than 500 million clicks. Uncle Nanshan aims to give everyone more small stories of positive energy through simple words, tell everyone some truths about being a person, and feel some beautiful little luck in life.