Author: Yu? Modern Times
You come quietly, just as I go quietly
Like a yellow leaf,
Drifting with the wind in the afterglow of sunset.
Although you didn't take anything with you,
But it hides the green of next year.
I stood in front of the mirror.
Lament that time keeps devouring young faces,
Ruthless years have carved a full face of wind, frost, snow and rain.
Like a cloud, the temples are dyed with white hair,
Hair turned to snow.
Since it is
Irrevocable,
Let today be the second starting point of life,
May the young blood,
Flowing in this slow heart.
Since it is
The candle of life burns less and less,
Dial again,
Make it more shiny.
Since it is
Silent waves ripple unremarkably,
You should smile at life and get used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
Time may still be in a dream,
Row, shake and drag.
The heavy negative pressure of the years has bent my spine.
The crutch of time, the stumbling steps,
Who is the tracker of this life,
Pull me into the long river of life.
probably
I was lying in a hospital bed,
Maybe say goodbye to you.
After decades of hardships,
There is no need to cry at this moment.
You just pick a cloud,
Pave the way for me to go to the west.
I left quietly,
Just like I came quietly.
Gently brush my skirts,
Don't take away the dirt of the world.
2, 60 years of old coal
Author: Wang Zhigang? Modern Times
My father, he is old.
An old miner
At the age of sixty
retiring age
arrogantly
Point it at me.
His B-stage carbon lung
Said it was the most glorious part.
It has cooperated with the Republic of China.
Synchronous breathing
* * * Destiny
My old father.
Until he
When you stop going down the well
I just found out with guilt.
His hair, already
Excessive graying
Like a pile of coal
Burn to the end
Expose ashes
My old father.
His ashes are getting less and less.
I started counting.
His flower hair
Increasingly rare
Expose one's head
My dear dad
An obedient and practical old miner
From the first day of leisure after retirement
Start accelerating.
Aging, moving towards old age
Only occasionally heard.
About coal mines
His eyes will light up.
It's like a battle
Interesting memory.
3. Step into sixty years old
Author: Guo Xiaohui Hyundai
This kind of life goes by too fast.
Three feet and two feet.
I will be sixty years old.
Boys and girls in those days
Now she has become an old woman like an old house.
Black hair fluttering in the wind like a kite
But like grass in the wilderness.
Squat? Strange and worthless
The moon-like forehead is out of sight.
Leaving only a tidal flat of years.
Rough, muddy yellow? Really old.
However? old
I still want to write a young poem.
Write about our sixties.
And what it looks like in the soul
What's your skeleton like?
And the way they appreciate each other in their eyes.
4. Stand on the threshold of the year of sixty.
Author Bieqinghe Modern
The bud tore its gorgeous coat,
In the spring rain,
Proud to show exuberant vitality;
The chick's beak broke its beautiful eggshell,
In the sky,
Sing the melody of spring freely.
I took off my heavy winter clothes,
Get rid of all the pretenses that bind the soul,
A new life journey,
It was born from the transformation!
Farewell, all mistakes,
Fate reconciled with me.
Farewell, all the auras,
That was a thing of the past.
Standing on the threshold of sixty,
I want to drink to the past smartly.
All right and wrong,
Has passed away;
All the grievances,
Has become fertile soil.
Go back in time,
Sixty years old,
I started another life cycle.
In the past life,
All the challenges and opportunities,
Like a meteor,
Since then,
No more recalling and sighing.
Walk forward with your head held high,
Have you noticed,
Are there any flowers in the sun?
Go back in time,
Sixty years old,
I only listen.
I am another young crow at dawn.
Another round of golden rooster,
The world will become strange and beautiful,
Because I have children's innocent eyes.
Standing on the threshold of sixty,
I will say hello to everyone I meet,
Because of my naive smile,
Will make the sky elegant and fragrant.
I will shake hands with everyone I meet,
No matter in the last round of life journey,
Whether there is grace, whether there is resentment.
I will only give my virginity to my first love,
No matter in the last love story,
Have we ever held hands all our lives?
Experienced the joys and sorrows of a flower,
60 years of life to start again,
I have the calmness that angels should envy.
I have tasted all the joys and sorrows in the world,
I've put
The chains on my body are completely burned.
In the fire,
A new life is like
Nirvana phoenix
Spread your wings in another spring ...
The bud tore the gorgeous coat,
Give birth to a season of vitality;
The chick's beak broke the beautiful eggshell,
Spread your wings and fly in the sky;
I threw the shackles that bound my soul out of the clouds,
The year of the flower,
Another wonderful and beautiful life. ...
5 or 60 years old
Author: Guo Xiaohui Hyundai
sixty
We put all the suffering
All the happiness
Buried in the road yesterday.
Besides, we have no resentment.
There is only a little money left in the pocket.
start from today
Let's live an enlightened life.
Sixty is our only starting line.
sixty
Let's slow down and take our time.
As long as the sky doesn't fall
Go down slowly
Say hello to the morning sun.
Say good night to the moon at night
The rest of the time is completely arranged according to your own mind.