Sixty years old,
Jiazi to the finish line,
Go back to a circle.
The clock goes through a circle,
It has to go back and forth,
The journey begins with a new past.
Sixty years old,
Life has come to a glorious node,
Begin to enter old age.
Life can't start all over again,
Follow the path of the sun,
Walking through the rainbow,
Draw a beautiful arc.
Sixty years old,
Learn to look like a sunset,
Accompanied by the sunset glow,
As red as the sunset,
And then sank to the other side of the mountain.
Sixty years old,
I like to recall that year.
Looking back,
So many experiences,
It has become the story of children and grandchildren.
There are excitement and sadness,
There are joys and sorrows,
There are grievances and hardships.
Sixty years old,
Retired,
Don't rush to work.
Get up with the sun,
Listen to TV and sleep.
Sixty years old,
Wrong words and nagging attract,
The wife or child said:
The jingle provoked people to tears.
Sixty years old,
It's still a long way from ninety,
Your own time.
Leading grandchildren and wives,
Go to the store to buy some vegetables.
Chatting with peers,
Lesbians are common,
Talk about yourself.
I went over and thought about what I said.
I really don't know,
I didn't hear what others said.
Sixty years old,
Make a cup of green tea,
Savor it.
Stretch your legs, bend over,
Let him live a leisurely life.
Sixty years old,
More than anyone else,
Teenagers don't work hard,
I'm not sad today
Everyone has his own destiny,
Each has its own abilities.
Flat and faint,
Healthy and healthy,
Happiness is happiness.
Sixty years old,
Honest age,
To see the sun, for all his glory.
Give yourself a little more care,
Love for grandchildren.
About the author: Wang Yuande, a native of Wushan County, Gansu Province. Pen name Wei Shui Qing Chi Lian. I like poetry and prose, especially local literature and creation, and many works have been published. retired
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