Life is alive, the years are fleeting, and white hair always makes people feel melancholy and desolate.
Time is fleeting, and years are fleeting. Don't wait for white hair to lament the passage of time!
You are only in your forties, but your hair is already gray and wrinkles have climbed up your face. Every gray hair and wrinkle is a witness to your hard work and your children! My mother and I sat in bed watching TV, and occasionally a breeze blew, which brought us an indescribable refreshing feeling.
Suddenly, I saw a hair of my mother swaying in the wind and silver in the bright sunshine. That's a white hair! This hair kept dancing in the breeze, but refused to stop, as if calling me something.
What a terrible fact it is to see my mother's white hair for the first time and feel her aging strongly for the first time!