Gradually, I don't feel that the age is one year older. Time is always so hurried, there are a few more white hairs on the top of the head, and even the beard is beginning to turn white. When people reach middle age, they gradually understand the preciousness of time. Whether it's getting better or worse now, head up. When people reach middle age, no one allows us to waste time, and the only thing we can do is to carry the burden and continue to work hard.
Middle age in ancient poetry, feel the changes of the years!
"May you run away for half your life and return as a teenager"
Bookbeat
Don Du Mu
The eyes are full of green mountains, and there is no sideburn in the mirror.
Only to say that the old turn is nothing, and I want to do more things in middle age.
Show your nephew
Song-Qian Shunxuan
Only after middle age is a hundred thoughts, alone in the wind and moon has not forgotten.
The poor will fall into the bones of the poetry side is good, and things are not haunting the dream.
Ten thousand volumes of difficult figures golden horse gui, a canopy when with the white gull alliance.
Fortunately, he did not become a guest of the princes, and he was afraid that the jianghu would say his name.
Qinyuan Spring - The Book of The Age of Maturity
Kim - Finish Yan Xuan
The book is long, the yellow scroll is green, and the yin is left behind.
Win in middle age, and be even more poor,
Pale mirror, white hair light hairpin.
His head was covered, his grass shoes were on his feet, and the wind and rain were deep and autumnal.
Desolate no, the bottle in the millet, the finger under the forgotten piano.
A liang father chanted. Watch the valley change from ancient to modern.
Then he departed from the Scriptures, and the aura was endowed,
The more the song snows, the less you know.
Ask sir, how is it that the cloth sleeves are long and hanging down.
Smile, a cup of taste, everything is heartless.
Magnolia slow - since middle age
Yuan-Zhang Zhihan
Since middle age, I feel that the years are like a stream.
Gradually, the shadow is small, the human feelings are grassy, and the world is leisurely.
Words have returned to the past, to the high sand, once one year autumn.
I didn't want to clear my feet, and I had a head full of yellow chrysanthemums.
Five Lakes Smoke Moon a flat boat. It's like a phoenix continent.
But to groan with pleasure, to groan and to be drunk, and to be drunk is to rest.
The rest of his life was originally lazy, and he forgot about the opportunity and stayed bitterly with the gulls and birds.
It is not the old tour that is thick, and the dream soul does not reach the Southern State.
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Ming-Tang Yin
There is not much taste in sleeping, and there is no mood in middle age.
The world is mostly provoked by chickens, and they can't help but be famous.
Sea travel miscellaneous
Qing-Huang Zunxian
The middle-aged years are bitter and windy, and the strong half of the time is thrown in the guest.
Today, I am worried about compiling a diary, but I have two flowers in one year.
Microwave words
Modern - Yang Shouyu
Spending heroic wine poured out sorrow, the waves said to the world to swim magnificently.
Not full of middle-aged silk bamboo, Hua Lantern Luo sleeve Moon Ming Building.
Sick in the middle of the work
Modern - Uddhav
Life and death are two unbearable, life is not easy to die and not willing;
Drama pity sick bones such as autumn cranes, like tu tu green silk learning late silkworms.
Just as sad and sad, how many people are cynical?
He Dang let go of the rivers and lakes and watered the peach blossoms to tie the nunnery.
Linjiangxian
Hyundai - Liang Yusheng
Reminiscences of poetry, wine, piano and chess disappear forever, and the flow of years is like water in a hurry.
Spring flowers compete like dancing skirts red,
Prosperous as a dream, I feel sorry for the east wind.
People are nearly middle-aged and white, but their ambitions have become empty.
Leaning on the fence to see the sword like a rainbow,
Proud and difficult to condemn, singing Dajiangdong.