Teenagers do not know real depression, old age know the difficulties in traveling.
Issue such a sigh to 25 years of age, and perhaps was a bit sentimental. But we have to admit that, as the years go by, time changes, some knowledge, some lamented, in the heart gradually become clear in front. In many people's eyes, his miserable childhood is unfortunate. In fact, this may be "empathy" mischief. It is to come to the conclusion adult, abruptly upon their childhood. In fact, regardless of the situation, everyone's childhood is the golden age of the future with a lifetime of memories "Garden of Eden."
Inadvertently see a show, see an artist to talk about their experiences a twenty-four, and then a blink of an eye passed twelve years, and thirty-six, he says it feels like a dream, a flash years disappearing. He wound up sitting at the table and an old friend and remember twelve years ago, 12 years ago twelve years ago. Again have lamented the years change, the time flies. There are a few years of life can make us sigh.
In this age, a time when the struggle between suddenly feel the time is so fast. Find themselves struggling to keep up with the pace of growth pace of the parents grow old. Never a profligate youth, leaving only a stop not only to run the future. Gradually the fear of passing every day, every week again afraid, afraid of a new beginning of January, afraid of the old year away. For fear he has not hit a whatever, half my life has been in the past. Afraid that they have not covered enough of the wings, give us life can not afford to put down one by one to shoulder the burden. Years later fear of resentment now own their own lack of effort. Years later because of his fear of not trying hard enough not give the child a better future, we can not give parents more peace of old age.
Gradually, we can not make decisions lightly, every choice will not only have an impact on our own, it started about our parents and family. We can no longer hasty decision to give up a thing or a thing, because Payouyitian found that the wrong decision when the time to think over again, only to find that time waits for no man, not long ago the power of choice.
I have seen someone with such a word to describe their situation: unable to protect themselves, no one dependent, nowhere to go. Inexplicably I feel very sad. Suddenly found themselves in this situation are compared so happy. And twenty years ago it yourself happy living with their parents are hard sweat, and perhaps a few decades ago they used to be afraid of the passage of time is too fast, that you are not trying not to give their children a happier childhood. The children were then taken into account that time has become a people need to consider.
We feel wallow in the complex social climbing, whether it is still early to keep the heart or large vat dyed in rainbow after many years, but are all of the mind - worthy parents, worthy of children, and live worthy of their own longing for life. Who has a dream of power, who are longing for life. Longing for old age period they own a small courtyard, surrounded on both sides of the road and in front of the yard, planted with a variety of flowers. Morning and evening, to water the flowers Sasa, loose soil, pruning shears, gently kiss flower core, flowers and quietly whisper. Also keep one or two dogs, gave them a loud auspicious name. To help them take baths every day, yo turn led them, and embraced them walk around the circle. Buy a rocking chair in the yard, spring, summer and autumn, after waking nap, wash with water the yard again, and then sitting in a rocking chair watching reading, listening to music, slowly shaking shaking. When reading, will suomei, will smile, will be sad, but also the book cover the face, eyes closed. Pay the same taste several like-minded girlfriends, encourage each other, comfort each other, hand in hand with each other, do a group of old lady temperament, elegant old in accompanied by the. About a few friends, to enjoy the beautiful and graceful southern town charm, heart Tibet to wash the dust about the world, to listen to what the Yellow River roaring waves of the shore, go look at the vast grasslands intoxicated "wind-swept pastures cattle and sheep, "the charming scene.
But reality is reality after all, some people had their lives on their own longing for life, some people are born yearning to live someone else's life, and some people have not had their lives on their own longing for life.
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