Forty is not confused, fifty is aware of the destiny of heaven.
When people reach middle age, it seems that the stage of life has suddenly been widened. At work, we are no longer newcomers, and in life, we have learned to compromise and be patient.
We have to throw away our rebellious selves step by step for the sake of life.
Life is like a dream, there are too few times to be awake and too many times to be confused.
There are some things that we used to be obsessed with, only to find out later, and we were ignorant and ignorant, and then we realized that this was the case.
Life is like a meandering river, and each stage is full of unique colors and emotions.
The poet expresses his middle-aged life experience in poetry.
Those classic philosophies in the world, no matter how much time they have experienced, can illuminate the way forward for future generations.
Life is like a dream, sometimes we seem to be in a long dream, when we look back on the past, we find that everything seems so unreal.
The relationships that were once maintained, the things that were once pursued, will slowly fade over time.
Xijiang month, the world is as short as a spring dream
Song] Zhu Dunru.
The world is as short as a spring dream, and human affection is as thin as autumn clouds.
Don't worry about hard work. All things have a fate.
Fortunately, three glasses of wine are good, and a new flower is in good condition.
Laughing and blind date for a while. Tomorrow is uncertain.
This poem was composed by Zhu Dunru when he was living in seclusion in Jiahe, when he was over 90 years old.
When people reach their twilight years, they have an epiphany about the world, recalling the past, the ambition and pride of the young man are as far away as a dream, leaving only the bleak memory of the hot and cold world.
That's why the author said that the world is as short as a dream, and human affection is as thin as autumn clouds.
Times change, and sometimes even if you work hard all your life to chase, you will still be powerless in the face of fate.
So it's better to be more free and easy, there is wine and drinking, there are flowers to enjoy the flowers, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow.
When I look back on the sorrow of my youth when I grow up, I realize that those pretended deep melancholy can be considered sorrowful
When I was young, I always wanted to taste the sorrow and farewell in the poems, but when I grew up, I realized that the simplicity of youth would never be possessed again.
The middle wall of the ugly slave Shubo Mountain Road
Song] Xin abandoned the disease.
The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor.
Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.
Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it.
I want to say that I will not rest, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn.
This word was written during the period when Xin Qiji was dismissed from his post and lived in Shangrao with Lake.
In the first part of the word, the author recalls that when he was young, he was in his prime, and he was not deeply involved in the world, and he didn't know what sorrow was.
The next film writes that with the growth of age, the experience of life has deepened, and he wants to serve the country, but he has been excluded, and he has tasted the taste of sorrow, and he wants to say it but he doesn't know how to say it.
It is a very precious and rare experience to have a confidant in life.
When you are struggling or in need of help, a confidant will give you support and encouragement to help you get through it. At the same time, confidants can also share joy and joy with you when you are happy.
When I was young, there was always no shortage of friends around me to talk to, but after middle age, the contact with the former friends became less and less, and there was no one to talk about the sorrows in life.
Xiao Chongshan, last night's cold stinger couldn't stop singing
Song] Yue Fei. Last night, the cold scorpion couldn't stop singing.
Shocked back to the dream of a thousand miles, it has been three watches.
Get up and walk around the stairs alone.
People are quiet, and the moon is bright outside the curtain.
The white head is famous.
The old mountain pine and bamboo are old, blocking the return journey.
I want to put my heart into Yaoqin.
There are few bosom friends, and who listens to broken strings.
The author dreamed of returning to his hometown late at night, the war was thousands of miles, and he was awakened, and it was already the third watch.
Get up and walk alone in the courtyard, silent all around, the moonlight is like water, only loneliness and melancholy remain.
Leaving a history for the country's construction, people are not old but full of gray hair, the results of years of struggle have become so unbearable, the homeland of the Central Plains has fallen into the hands of the Jin people, and it is impossible to return to their hometown.
No one understands the author's state of mind, and no one listens to the strings.
Life is a journey with no end in sight, and people of different ages are adrift on different journeys.
Picking mulberries and Gao Cheng instigated Lan Yuqing
Modern] Wang Guowei.
Gao Cheng instigated Lan Yuqing, and he was still awake from sleep. I'm still awake when I'm drunk.
Suddenly, I heard Gu Hong's three or two voices.
Life is just like the wind before the wind
Huan is also sporadic. Sadness is also sporadic.
All of them are even the rivers and a little ping.
Human life is like catkins drifting in the wind, we don't know where the future will go, we don't know what difficulties and challenges we will encounter.
Our fate will also be affected by many factors, but whether it is joy or sorrow, it is a sporadic embellishment of life.
Even if life floats like duckweed in the river, we must cherish the present, embrace change, and face life bravely.
In a person's life, too much time is chasing the distance, wanting to climb higher mountains, see more beautiful scenery, and chase people who are obsessed.
But no matter how beautiful the distance is, the most precious thing is the people and things in front of you.
Huanxi Sha has always been young and limited
Song] Yan Shu. has always been young and limited.
It's easy to lose your soul when you are idle.
Wine feasts and songs.
The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts,Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more.
It's better to take pity on the people in front of you.
There is not enough time in a person's life to finish everything, and there is not enough space to accommodate every desire.
Time is fleeting, life is limited, there are too few gatherings, too many partings, cherish and love the people in front of you.
Don't be the commander
Song] Fang Yue. Unsatisfactory things are often **, and they can be the same as the language people.
Self-knowledge of Jingmen Zifu, dream of the iron horse battle south of the city.
Life is not all smooth sailing, and there are always some hardships, but people only find that the ten things they have experienced in life are unsatisfactory, and there may not even be two or three people who talk about their hearts.
But no matter what happens in life, keep faith and courage.
Hometown is the support of the soul of everyone who wanders abroad.
Hometown is a period of precipitation, a memory that cannot be forgotten. It may no longer be the town we once lived in, but that intimate and familiar feeling will always be engraved in our hearts.
Crossing the Han River
Tang] Song asked.
Lingwaiyin is a book, and it has been revived from winter to spring.
The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone.
Song Zhiwen wrote this poem when he fled back to his hometown from the Takiju Depression and passed through the Han River (that is, the Han River).
I haven't been home for a long time, and I feel happy to be able to embark on the journey home, but I haven't been in touch with my family, have my relatives suffered any misfortune?
That's why the poet said, "I'm more timid about my hometown, and I don't dare to ask anyone." ”
Long song line
Han] Han Le Fu.
In the green garden, the sunflower waits for the sun.
Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant.
Often afraid of the autumn festival, the yellow leaves of the yellow flower decline.
When will the hundred rivers return to the west from the east to the sea?
The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad.
Life is short, we should cherish time, work hard, and don't wait until we are old to regret not making good use of our youth.
Only by grasping the best time when you are young can you look back on the past in the future and not regret wasting your time.
The joys and sorrows of life are like the rain that falls in the four seasons, from the romance of spring rain to the bleakness of winter rain.
Poppy Listen to the Rain
Song] Jiang Jie. The boy listened to the rain song upstairs. Red candle dim tent.
Listen to the rain in the middle of the boat.
The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
Now listen to the rain monks. Sideburns have stars also.
Joys and sorrows are always ruthless.
A term of step forward, drip to dawn.
The continuous drizzle is always inseparable from "melancholy", and the three scenes of listening to the rain in the words show a true portrayal of the poet's own life.
The boy only knows how to be romantic and uninhibited, chasing joy and laughing;Wandering and lonely in the prime of life, touching the scene and feeling sad;The old age is lonely and miserable, and Xiao Xiao is detached. , the joys and sorrows of life, all reflected in the sound of rain.
Xi Murong once wrote that "youth is a book that is too hasty", and youth is always beautiful and short.
When I grew up, I went to do what I did when I was young, but I didn't have the heroic spirit of my youth.
Tang Duoling Lu Ye Manting Zhou
Song] Liu Guo. The reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand belt is shallow.
Twenty years of heavy over the South Building.
The willow ship is still unstable, and it can be a few days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The yellow crane broke the rock's head, so is the person here now?
The old country is the new sorrow.
If you want to buy osmanthus with wine,
It's not like it, juvenile travel.
The author and his friends went to Anyuanlou's hometown to revisit when the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, but the vicissitudes of the world have long been different.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the old friends are withered, the good dreams are not there, I want to buy osmanthus flowers, and go boating on the water with wine. But he didn't have the heroic spirit of his youth.
The whole word is nostalgic and reminiscent, the scene is lyrical, the meaning of the words is poignant and clear, euphemistic and subtle, and intriguing.
When we reach middle age, we are no longer the teenagers we once were, but we are not old either.
We have a unique charm and value to play a greater role in this world. Let's bravely face middle age and meet the challenges and opportunities that this stage brings!
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