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? I have always loved Yeats's poem "When You Are Old", which is Yeats's passionate and sincere love chapter dedicated to Maude Gunn. However, it is regrettable, heartbreaking and touching that their love never began and ended with an incomplete ending. What is regrettable is that Mao Degang did not accept Ye Zhi's pursuit, and what is touching is Ye Zhi's infatuation and true love. Between him and Mao Degang, although he did not realize the roaring, sweet love, in my opinion, there is a hint of good in the bitterness, at least Yezhi, he struggled, he seriously loved, and no regrets. ...... This is a love poem, but time and time again, read carefully, more feelings one by one, can read out the text of this The charming charm that radiates from this text is just like tasting tea, and every time the entrance is smooth, it will give a different kind of flavor.
When I was eighteen or nineteen years old, just youth, in the elders say, is like a poem like a song of the years, is that they often go to the memory of the years, turn around and look, indeed, the footsteps of youth has been more and more far away from them, those who belong to the parents of the youth of the story is no longer there, looking at their temples of white hair, wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, they are old, no longer have ever so diligent pace, no longer have the youthfulness of that kind of vigor, and no longer have the straight and narrow, and the youthfulness of the youth. The kind of vigor, and no longer have a straight back ...... heart is a sour taste, want to affectionately and sincerely tell parents, when you are old, do not have to worry, I will not let you feel lonely, feel sad, when you can not walk, I will hold your arm, slowly appreciate the beauty of nature; when you face wrinkles, I will accompany you! When wrinkles appear on your face, I will accompany you to study which kind of mask will reduce wrinkles, and then all smile like a child; when you can't eat, I will patiently feed you, like you fed me when I was a child. When you are old, I still love you guys too.? When I already have their own small family, it is happy, found their true love, get a sweet love, the heart is certainly solid, we care about each other at all times will be a little bit of each other, will bear in mind when we get married to each other promised to go hand in hand, although it is not a special oath of allegiance, but also because of the sentence "I'll be with you have been slowly I will remember the promise we made when we got married and walk hand in hand. At that time, I will tell my future partner, when you are old, no need to worry, I will always hold your hand, accompany you through thick and thin, winter for you to boil a bowl of hot soup on the bedside, summer lying in a rocking chair to listen to the song and watch the birds play, spring will push you sitting in a wheelchair to walk in the garden full of peach blossoms, a pink, everywhere waving a happy and romantic atmosphere, when you are old, I also still love you. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night.
? When I am old, my hair is gray, sleepy and drowsy, what kind of a state will I be in? I think I should still be happy, the smile will always hang on the face, every day walk in the small garden, see the bees kissing the lilac flowers, see the children laughing, at this time, I will also recall my youth, when I was also a mischievous, beautiful girl, from the early childhood squatting in the doorway with the small neighbors to play ace to every run in the school to school on the road to become a family, the process is so warm, beautiful, let a person unforgettable. Early in the morning, will also and other old ladies a square dance, the mood is still relaxed, however, I will also be melancholy, will also worry, when I am old, can not walk, no strength, who will prepare delicious meals for me, who will clean my dirty clothes, who will still love my wrinkles, love my stuttering, who will be lying in a hospital bed for me to wipe away tears from the corners of their eyes, who will love me for everything! ...... Thinking about it, I can't help but moisten my eyes, will it be my love? Will it be my children? May not have been my parents.
? In this poem, not only read out the love, and affection, love, strong enough to withstand the calm flow of years, even if the old, even if the clear eyes are not as agile as in the past, the pretty face has the traces of the years, the delicate figure is no longer, but love is still there. May you be old, there is someone who still loves everything about you, especially your pilgrim's heart.