On the palette of time, everyone is painting their own colors, but we can never stop fate from painting an originally colorful world pale, and then over and over again, relentless cycle of seasons. The years go by too fast, we are no longer the same young self. Gorky once said, "The fastest and slowest in the world, the longest and shortest, the most mundane and precious, the most neglected and the most regrettable is time."
Sometimes I feel that people grow up in an instant, people's old age is also an instant, when I was small, I thought my parents would never get old, in our eyes they have never changed a bit, but I don't know when to start, a head full of gray hairs can't hide it any more, the corners of the eyes of the lines began to gradually become clear, from the past casually bend down to the waist is now also The old age brings us not only the passage of time, but also the endless nostalgia for the past.
To the 70's, it's time to get old.
As a running in the life of the road after the nineties, because of the summer grandmother's a disease, had to go home to the hospital to take care of sick grandmother, perhaps only at that moment to realize that, in fact, time has taken away a lot of things we have not noticed, it is more than take away the life of the people who are very important to you, there are also those subtle places you have never noticed the feelings.
And perhaps every person after the 70s is afraid of their own children to grow up, afraid that after they grow up and have their own life, they forget about their own old age, but also look forward to them to grow up, look forward to them to be able to take charge of their own, do not have to escape from the difficulties under their own wings. However, nowadays as parents of the 70s, a shake of the old, once those old friends have become grandparents, once those uncles and aunts have left the world one after another.
Mr. Zhu Ziqing wrote in Rush, "Going in spite of going, coming in spite of coming; going in the middle of coming, and how to rush it? In the morning when I got up, the hut shot into two three-way slanting sun. And the sun, having feet, moved softly and quietly; and I whirled with it in bewilderment." We are bewildered to follow the footsteps of time in a hurry, leaving their own slice of time in the flooded universe, although not stunning but enough to miss.
When I was young, I thought it was a long time, and there are good years worth spending, but I don't know when I realized that I can't remember how many years I've gone through, and every time someone asks me how old I am, I'm no longer proud as a child, like a little tiger with his head held high, but after careful consideration, I realized that I'm already 50 years old, and I'm already half a hundred years old.
They've been around for a long time, and they've been around for a long time.
Some people say that after the 70s is also the most unable to keep up with the pace of the generation, sometimes feel that it is indeed so, my parents even if it is a typical old-fashioned, nowadays this era of electronic equipment they have a lot of do not understand, our way of life they have a lot of do not understand, every time you go home it is as if all of a sudden from the bustling city back to the past in a certain era, where the years slowly flowed!
I like what Zhang Jiajia wrote in There's a kiosk by the clouds, "There's a kiosk by the clouds, and the shelves are stacked with the years and the sunsets, and behind them are the mountains. The old man pretends to be asleep by leaning on a recliner, and the little child steals a piece of candy. What time do the tears fall to the ground, where are the birds going. People gather and leave, clouds come and go. The storyteller always has a story he doesn't want to tell. Time flies, whispers turn to paper."
Maybe the beginning and the end of the story are the same, maybe the princess and the prince in the fairy tale will also grow old, and then maybe the wheel of time crushed through the cracks of memory will eventually take away what we cared about the most once. But at least we can still cherish the present, cherish each and every person still around, cherish the years to come in each section of the journey, old age, sickness and death, each of us is bound to experience things, we will be melancholy about their own more than one gray hair, will miss that once dared to clamor with the world of the teenager, but also thank the slowly aging of their own have not lived up to the wonderful life.
Hesse once said, "Young people, you have to know that seriousness is caused by time. I might as well whisper to you that seriousness is the result of overestimating the value of time. I, too, have overestimated the value of time, and because of that I have wanted to live a hundred years. And in eternity, mind you, there is no time. Eternity is just a moment, just enough for a joke." The world blossoms and falls, the sun falls and the moon starts, the cycle of everything always hoofed forward, the important thing is not how to escape, but to face bravely, to face the loss of everything, but also to face their own trance of old age.