Liang Shiqiu's prose poems

Prose is a narrative literary genre that expresses the author's true feelings and has a flexible writing style. The word "prose" probably appeared during the period of Taiping and Xingguo in the Northern Song Dynasty (December 976-November 984). I have carefully compiled Liang Shiqiu's prose poems for you, hoping it will be of use to you.

The hour hand on the clock is moving slowly, moving so slowly that you can hardly feel its movement. The same is true with human age, year after year, always. One day you will suddenly be surprised that you have reached middle age. By this time, there are probably two things that you cannot help but pay attention to. Obituaries keep coming, and some impatient friends have already taken the first step, which is very embarrassing. At the same time, you will suddenly feel that a large number of young men are appearing in front of you. You don't know where they were hidden before, but now they are all shaking in front of your eyes. , the people kowtowing to each other were all characters who were walking proudly and with cheerful faces, as if they were going to have a wedding banquet. One by one, his friends fell into hibernation, leaving the world to the young.

The so-called "hearing about the death of old friends frequently, but seeing many young people before our eyes" is a portrayal of the average middle-aged person. In the past, there were often advertisements for "Williams Red Pills" on the backs of magazines, depicting a haggard man, hunched over, hands on his waist, with the words "The picture implies" beside it. The meaning is quite profound for young people. But this picture often pops up in the minds of ordinary middle-aged people. Although he may not necessarily want to take "red tonic pills", he understands the meaning. A pillar of yellow pine is sometimes bent and tilted, let alone a spine made of twenty-six broken bones? Young people are all good at taking a look in the mirror. It's always good to take a look in front of a large glass window in a shop. They always feel that they are still somewhat pretty. This habit of self-pity gradually disappeared, so that one day I happened to look in the mirror and suddenly found horizontal lines carved on my forehead. The lines were obvious and powerful, like Wu Daozi's "Jingcai Drawing". I thought they were forehead lines, but It's still the same when you lower your head. A closer look at the hair on the top of the head shows a tendency to move to the cheeks and chin, and the most shocking thing is that a few white hairs are found on the temples. He plucked it out ruthlessly, leaving a bright flesh bead at the root of the hair. But it's no use, time is not forgiving! The average woman becomes more anxious when she reaches middle age. Which young woman is not as plump and plump as a milk grape, ready to burst with a flick? Which young woman is not as graceful and graceful as a swallow, beating so lightly? In middle age, everything changes.

The curves still exist, but it is not the case at all. The concave parts have become convex, the convex parts have become concave, and milk grapes will become golden candied dates. , the swallow will turn into a quail. The most exposed thing is a face. From the wrinkles on the "fish tail", a net is spread out, vertically and horizontally, sparsely and without leakage, gradually weaving the face into a map with the most developed railway lines. The wrinkles on the face are no longer irons. It can be ironed flat, but at the same time, there are always so many fly droppings in addition to wrinkles. So powder is essential. Unless there is a wall of dung, there is no reason why it cannot be conquered. It would be the simplest thing to put another face over the original one.

However, before applying makeup and after removing makeup, it is easy to think of the "Painted Skin" from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. Women's flesh seems to be unable to withstand the pull of the earth's core. Once they reach middle age, they all relax and are piled up and down. Piles of flesh hang on their faces, waists, and ankles. I heard that many Western women use a stick like a rolling pin to rub their bodies morning and night, hoping to make the swollen flesh firmer. Some people simply avoid eating fat and starch, tighten their belts, and tighten their belts. "Hungry" yourself to return to your youth. How much of an effect it has, I don't know. Don't think that when you reach middle age, you are done. No. For example, when climbing, people seem to have climbed to the highest peak when they reach middle age.

Looking back, I saw a string of young men climbing up the mountain without looking back or wiping their sweat. Take a closer look and you will see that there are many stumbling blocks on the road, which have made you bruised and bruised, and there are many traps that have made you a frog in a well for several years. Looking back on the past, I have been a fire moth and burned myself in flames. I have been a fly that hit the window paper. I wanted to run to the light, but ended up landing on the tape that stuck the fly! Observation of such scenes is only possible from the highest peak. Looking forward, it is a downhill road, which is much easier to walk. The preface to Shi Naian's Water Margin says: "If you are not married at thirty, you should not marry again; if you are not in office at forty, you should not be an official again." In fact, "marrying" and "official" are both trivial matters. It doesn't matter if you don't marry or you don't serve. This statement is a bit like giving up halfway, as the Western proverb goes: "A person's life does not begin until he is forty." It seems that before forty, it is just a few supporting plays, and the good drama is behind. I think it has something to do with health. People who grew up eating steamed rice cakes will find it difficult to reach middle age because their vitality has evaporated. How can such a person marry again? Why stay in office again? It's too late to take "vitamin to save life". I have seen some men and women who are blessed by nature. When they were young, they were stupid, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, stiff and stiff, like some green and astringent hairy peaches with a very long layer of hair on them.

They are unpolished stones. But in middle age, they become moist, radiant, and seem to have springs under their feet. You can tell at a glance that they are full of content.

Their life is like drinking wine that has been stored in the cellar for many years, strong and fragrant! For them, there is no sorrow in middle age. It is not too late to start living at forty. The problem lies in how to interpret the word "life". If you are still old enough and want to learn to skate, kick, and fly a kite and "take the time to imitate teenagers", it will naturally be like the coming of autumn and spring, which is a bit reluctant.

It is also a tragedy for an old lady with bangs to hide in a hut and wear high heels as if she is practicing walking on stilts. The wonderful thing about middle age is that you get to know life and yourself quite well, so that you can do what you can do and enjoy the life you can enjoy. A well-trained child actor is suitable for singing a full-length martial arts opera, while a middle-aged actor can undertake a large-scale major opera, because he can only truly understand the content of the opera when he is middle-aged. -- "The ministers who carry out the fighting and guide the soldiers and horses should be rewarded by the court for their bravery in battles. However, it is a shame for a strong man to get a high position only after years of hard work and calculation of qualifications. But today in Yi'an, there is no one to test his abilities. , so it is only for the generals to advance with kindness." The easiest people to be promoted are Hemen officials who are from "foreign relatives Xunjiu". Most of the "Guanjun" who are former military officers come from this group, and their experience in Hemen It is mainly for protocol access and has nothing to do with commanding troops.