After more than half a century of ups and downs, we have seen through many things in the world of mortals, but we are still worried about dreams that have never been realized. We never dare to face our aging self, and dare not face this era of rapid development of big waves and sand scouring.
However, whether we are willing to open our eyes to see the busy world or not, facts are facts, which are beyond our control.
When we were in our fifties and sixties, our parents were already in their eighties. Looking at our parents' old faces and thin bodies, we want to cry. Yes, they are old. Looking at the dead leaves flying all over the sky, we will think that we will grow old like our parents, and then turn into dust with the rain like this yellow leaf.
In the Qing Dynasty, Mr. Gong Zizhen said that falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Parents, even if they don't do much, can still empty everything for their children. After many years, it is just a piece of loess. What's left of this short life?