Liang Shiqiu's essay: Old age

Time goes very still, saying fast or not fast, saying slow or not slow. I don't know when you were always surrounded by people at the banquet, and you naturally understood that this was not too far from the day of entering the ancestral hall. When you go up and down the steps, someone often gives you a fierce support at your elbow armpit, which is a reminder that you have reached the advanced age of the cane country, afraid that you will fall down and fall into several pieces. Huangkou Xiao'er's kung fu is much higher, stumbling around in front of your eyes, shouting grandpa and grandma, which is obviously urging you to get old.

In fact, people are old and do not need to be prompted. If you look in the mirror yourself, you should have a number in mind. Where did the hairy hair go? From black and yellow, and gray, and spotted, and old, and sparse, and the cow mountain is mao, living like a vulture. Where are the rhinoceros teeth? It's either burnt yellow, or it's cracked, or it's exposing a broken opening. The flesh on the face is seven ridges and eight petals, but also countless freckles, sometimes arranged in an orderly manner like a constellation, this like a big bear, that like a scorpion. The drooping flesh under the chin of the chin became an empty pocket, pinched and pinched, and the two layers of loose skin could not return to its original state for a long time. Between the two thick eyebrows, there are hairs that show out, like Mai Mang, and like rabbit whiskers. The eyes are tearful for no reason, and sometimes piles of peach glue are secreted from the corners of the eyes. In short, old and ugly are inseparable. Erya: "Yellow hair, ?" Teeth, backs, ? Old, Shou also. "Shou is self-managing, ugly or ugly."

There are many old signs. Before you finish drinking the river water, forget it first. The text flew beyond the cloud of nine clouds without heeling, and then rummaged through it like a needle on the seabed. The old friend had not been seen for several years, and he could not say his name, but he only thought that he was familiar with him. To do more than three things, you need to tie the rope, and you are afraid to forget which knot represents which thing, and if you write to the book, you may forget where the memorandum is placed. Probably the brain marrow has been used for too long, it is inevitable to be rambling, and the impression is of course vague. The eyes are vast, and the glasses are put on and off all day long, and they are taken off and put on. Deaf and deaf, unable to match the sound of the bell, but it is enough, the most embarrassing thing is that people say East you West. Teeth falter, chew like rumination, and sometimes wear a bib. As for the soft legs, sitting on the waist for a long time, sleeping all night with stagnant joints, and waiting for dawn with wide eyes, all kinds of phenomena are various.

The old don't have to sigh, let alone hide. Flowers bloom and give thanks, and trees are prosperous and withered. Huan Wen saw that he had "planted willows ten times and exclaimed: 'The wood is like this, how can people be ashamed!' Climbing the branches, weeping. ”

Huan Gong is a heroic person, and it seems that this should not be the case. People eat until they are old, live to be old, after how many storms and storms and terrifying waves, they can still shoulder a beak and look up at the heavens and the earth, which should be regarded as a fortunate thing. Rong Qiqi said, "There are people who do not see the sun and the moon in life, but they are not exempt from swaddling", so he is ninety years old, thinking that life is a joy, sighing is useless, happiness is also harmless, birth, old age, illness, death, is the same thing. Some people say that the old, counting the age to calculate the calculation, according to the foreign algorithm or according to the Chinese algorithm, it seems that you can get a year of cheapness from it. Some people are still restless, afraid of seeing people for the first time, and they want to dye their heads black. Half-old Xu Niang, no technique for the face, is a makeup artist in the plastic surgery lang, rhinoplasty falcon, fat pumping, sweeping green eyebrows, eyelids painted into two black holes. "Things are old demons, and people are old and spirits." People are old, why should they be bitter and become refined? The elderly should do the things of old age, and the winter and spring orders are really ominous. Cicero said, "No matter how old a man is, he always thinks he can live another year. "Yes, this wish is not too extravagant. All kinds of aspects of human affection are indebted, just in time to make a conclusion. The wise know the big, the unwise know the small, each has its own abacus, and the big idea is to take it for themselves. At the very least, don't bother yourself, don't get in the way, don't be annoying. "Someone asked Safuklis if he was in love in his old age, and he replied well, 'Heaven forbid!' I escaped that kind of thing so easily, as easily as I escaped from the evil master. This means that the elderly no longer pursue the beautiful scenery under the moon before the flower, not that the elderly are necessarily as dead as the ashes of the mallet. Life is like a mountain tour. Young men and women carry their hands to Takaoka, there are unlimited pleasures along the way, they will be dripping, and they may also encounter some frustration and go astray? Wandering, but waiting until the sun is twilight, supporting each other to walk down the hill, but it is a different kind of fun. Bai Juyi sleeps in the poem: "Old sleep and early sleep often die at night, the sickness does not wait for the year, the five desires have been eliminated, and there is no place in the world to be involved." "The words are very free, and it is inevitable that it will be more desolate. The five desires refer to wealth, sex, fame, eating, and sleeping. Five desires are sold out, it is not easy, there is always something to be nostalgic in life. After Sima Jiangzhou wet his green shirt with tears, didn't he still fail to forget his love for poetry and wine?