We all live and die in our age.

We all live and die in our age.

A person is born, what has not yet, first has the age. No matter how rich, or how humble, dead, and finally, than the age. At this time, many things in life, have vanished, only the age to stay down. The man who was off said that he lived older than xxx. Suddenly, the coffin of the verdict.

This is the achievement of an ordinary person's life.

As long as the life is not Einstein, everyone is doomed to be the body of every fetus, are ordinary people. He who has no achievement can have to compare his age. To meet people, most of the questioning starts from the age. Even a snob will have to go around the age to ask about your income, position and background. Asking age, is a good break-in for accosted. Finally, the speech tasteless, to end, also can be used to age. Say, hey, actually, you are much younger than me, and then lol, fled.

We all grew up in the strong questioning of age. With your own memory, your adult will ask about our age. How old are you? Further, or would you ask how old it is next year? Another paradox, is in the zodiac on you, said this year is a pig, what is next year? As if to examine our cleverness. So, deeply engraved into our hearts, is the age. For example, to cut a bird's nest almost fell cliff to die, the first reaction is the age: that year, 9 years old, in the third grade of primary school.

People in youth, Shaoguang, vegetarian years, Kam matter, the most easy to remember the age. For example, to cry over the performance of the nose, or so admire or hate a teacher, or is ignorant like a classmate. At this time, age is like hitting a leaf on the sun, gorgeous, dazzling, swaying luster. This is a piece of milk like fresh time, brilliant, bright, even sadness is color. From this age group to look up, all the people are old, all feel is a tree experienced the vicissitudes of the trees, with their distant, long distance.

Remember, when I first came to work, I was in my early 20. Impression, once, a colleague in the unit asked another colleague age, said Han, how old you are this year. Han's colleague smiled, touched his head and said, Eve more. I was startled and took a serious look at him and made a clear note of his hair, his eyes, his face, his vest and his slippers on the soles of his feet. Oh, he's Eve, why is it so big! At the time, I felt that a 30-year-old man was too old to be.

When you are young, you will see the old, but not the old. Always think of other people's affairs, not related to themselves. Even, do not think of death, think that people are originally to live, will only have the gorgeous, where there will be other.

This is a precious period of time Ah! Say it is precious, because at this time, simply ignore the power of the years, also do not have to compromise what. As if, years, just a carrier of their own life, you carry you, I live my, two irrelevant.

After 40, the biggest change is the reluctance to remember age. The age is fixed in one of the years, not willing to add, nor dare to add. But see spring also come, autumn also go, see Chishing out, also saw dusk, know the day in a year to go forward, but willing to their own age stopped, never go, don't go, beat dead also reluctant to go. At this time, the most embarrassing thing is to be asked about age. One is unwilling to be asked, and secondly, really do not know how old they are, but also to break the finger count, but also in the something or real year is the addition of one-year-old or one-year-old struggle, and finally, it is not clear. In fact, I just don't want to figure it out. Finally, the birth of the newspaper, is more or less, you go to calculate it.

Live to this moment, just understand, the years is the biggest mountain in the road before life. For the rest of his life, he had to deal with it. Of course, it is better not to go over, compromise, struggle or fight, you have to do so.

City corner, often a gang of retired old comrades, every day they are together stroll, are walking a few laps, backwards walk a few laps, is exercise it. As a result, fewer than a few years, a few more years and one less. You think, walk, a look back, one less person, and then a back, and less a person, you say, this is how terrible things.

How many lives, all must defeat in the years, finally, the age stops abruptly.

At the age of the oldest, who lives like a good person. I see the painter Huang Yongyu is very good, with a big pipe, painting on a canvas and painting, painting the painting will be a time to the painting surrender. Then, standing in the sun, looking at a wind, the more scraping smaller, small, the foot of the wind gently trample old and unruly heart, small to, the wind between heaven and earth static.

Only the moon and the rivers, only left, forget the age of their own.

We all live and die in our age.