Poems about praising people to middle age 1. Poems describing people who are sensitive to the passage of middle age.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. (Song) Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Looking back, this year has passed, and all the bitterness is sweet. The night is dim, and I have no sleep to read and listen to the spring talk. Every day is a new one, and I am no longer at leisure, watching the moonlight-filled stars go all the way.
There is only white hair in a fair world, and there is no pity for your head. (Tang) Du Mu's "A Unique Skill of Sending a Hermit"
Have you noticed that the water of the Yellow River comes from all over the world, enters the ocean and never returns? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
I like singing at dusk, and green hills are shining everywhere.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, it's white and sad. (Song) Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"
The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. (Gold) Tao Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems
Time is eternal, and we pass away.
Nothing in the world will make people old. It's half cock and half horseshoe (Qing) Wang Jiuling's "Topic Hotel"
The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. (Song) "A Prune"
Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds. Aesthetic sentences lamenting the passage of time
2. Ask for a poem describing people's middle age.
People are careless when they reach middle age. My present situation is sixty years old.
I fell in love with the West Lake and spared no effort to rebuild Pangu Palace.
Official letters are particularly awesome, and what is written on the desk is useless.
In recent years, scholars have learned very little and are willing to be friends with alcohol Confucianism.
The Lingque Bridge has begun. Remember the distant and heavy lake storm last year? Years leave no one old, and everything in the universe is vast. But alone, Zephyr scratches his head. Whether it is clever or clumsy is a matter of today, but it is absurd to be stupid and stupid. By the way, Liuzhou willow. Taoist priest has been discouraged for a long time. I want the wind to be cold, and I want to be crazy as always. Don't laugh at binary stars. People get old when they reach middle age. Can you have the dream of sex and rain? Saussurea involucrata roots are mixed with ice flowers in yancha, and the buttonwood rain is fresh and cool. Share it, a glass of wine.
The old trees are deserted, and autumn moves leisurely. Autumn is old, the mountains are haggard, and the temples are enlightened. When people reach middle age, they are easily influenced by it and see China fall apart. In the world, only drunken villagers are happy all their lives. Vast, broad vision. The moon is a candle and the clouds are wrong. All rivers are brewed, not a cup. It has been wrong since ancient times, especially now. Tell Nosaru and the bird to sing children's songs for a while and have a rest.
I want some poems about people reaching middle age.
The night is so quiet, I am alone, gently combing my middle-aged and silent thoughts under the dim light. Yes! People are over middle age. Looking back, I can't help but feel deeply that the road is both difficult and extraordinary!
The vicissitudes of life have passed and become history; Wave goodbye! Holding a bright future, I turned and moved on; Stepping on the bright footsteps of spring, faint clouds, faint sunshine, faint expression, faint heart. The whole life is full of faint peace, walking on this solid land in the light. Middle age is dull and brilliant.
White hair grows quietly on my temples and ears, and that faint shine silently shows that my life has experienced a boundless journey.
Recalling my childhood, I used to be playful, naughty and immature; Playing hide-and-seek with friends, kicking shuttlecock, picking flowers in the mountains and fishing in the river, although far away, seems to be yesterday; Once frivolous, young, sad and confused, the sweetness of first love, the troubles of growing up, all these have passed with time.
Decades of wind and rain, decades of ups and downs, have taken away the roundness and luster of my life, and I am no longer handsome and handsome, losing the heroic spirit of Fang Qiu. But from the wrinkles in the corner of my eyes and brow, I am unconsciously full of richness, appreciation and tolerance;
Along the way, I have experienced childhood, youth and middle age.
Out of the colorful years of life, middle-aged broad and deep, no longer dream of vigorous, famous in history; I am open to changes in the world. Look at you, me, him and everyone in the life world calmly; At the same time, I also laugh at all the ups and downs of life, and have the most expensive and sincere normal heart. Three or five confidants occasionally get together for a few drinks to convey their concern for each other; There is no "utility" in typing a paragraph into your own collection of works and writing poems with a smile, just like and hobby.
A person's life is short and precious. May the sunset glow be richer, more elegant and more affectionate. When my life ended immediately, I had no regrets.
4. Ask for a poem describing people's middle age.
People are careless when they reach middle age. My present situation is sixty years old.
I fell in love with the West Lake and spared no effort to rebuild Pangu Palace. Official letters are particularly awesome, and what is written on the desk is useless.
In recent years, scholars have learned very little and are willing to be friends with alcohol Confucianism. The Lingque Bridge has begun.
Remember the distant and heavy lake storm last year? Years leave no one old, and everything in the universe is vast.
But alone, Zephyr scratches his head. Whether it is clever or clumsy is a matter of today, but it is absurd to be stupid and stupid.
By the way, Liuzhou willow. Taoist priest has been discouraged for a long time.
I want the wind to be cold, and I want to be crazy as always. Don't laugh at binary stars. People get old when they reach middle age.
Can you have the dream of sex and rain? Saussurea involucrata roots are mixed with ice flowers in yancha, and the buttonwood rain is fresh and cool.
Share it, a glass of wine. The old trees are deserted, and autumn moves leisurely.
Autumn is also old, the mountains are haggard, and the temple is enlightened. When people reach middle age, they are easily influenced by it and see China fall apart.
In the world, only drunken villagers are happy all their lives. Vast, broad vision.
The moon is a candle and the clouds are wrong. All rivers are brewed, not a cup.
It has been wrong since ancient times, especially now. Tell Nosaru and the bird to sing children's songs for a while and have a rest.
5. Poems praising middle-aged women
Greetings from middle-aged women
1. The working life of middle-aged women is monotonous, simple and repetitive. There are so many colorful leisure places in the street that they have no chance. They really have too many complicated affairs. It is they who provoke families and careers with seemingly weak or even powerless arms that make our society look prosperous and stable.
Middle-aged women don't want to ask for any return from society. They tolerate all these injustices with a broad mind. When you get along with a middle-aged woman, some vicissitudes seem to be written on her face, but you will experience a beauty that you have never experienced before.
If a 30-year-old woman is compared to a book, then this book has a beautiful and exquisite cover, a thrilling story and tender feelings that make people cry. Every page makes people have unknown plots and inexplicable surprises. Even if one day, life comes to an end, you can still understand the rich philosophy contained therein! A woman who is both poetic and picturesque!
4. Beauty lost to middle-aged women on a long road, leaving them at a loss. Colorful life is far from middle-aged women. They walk from work to home day after day, and then from home to work, so they go back and forth year after year. Some are only accompanied by emptiness and loneliness, and some are always endless housework.
I admire women in their thirties more. Although they are no longer young, innocent, smart and energetic, romantic, imaginative and pursuing, they are more mature, considerate and serene. A 30-year-old woman is more like a delicate poem, full of beauty and hardship, gentleness and forbearance, kindness and vicissitudes. At first, people thought that exquisiteness could only be used to describe jade. Exquisite craftsmanship and hollowed-out inlays make people fondle but fondle. However, a 30-year-old woman is like this. She is introverted and no longer arrogant. Her manner is calm but not arrogant. She is mature but not arrogant. She may not be slim, but she likes it very much. They may not be beautiful, but they are more elegant. They may not be rich, but their temperament is more noble. The makeup on their faces is simple, but full of charm. Their clothes are neat and simple, but they are hardworking, their hair is smooth and tidy, their nails are smooth and smooth, their skin is delicate and rich, their conversation is good, they are also modest and straightforward, their understanding of life is very delicate, their pursuit of career is very delicate, and their cultivation is also very delicate. How can such a woman not say that she is extremely beautiful and lives exquisitely?
6. Middle-aged women have gone through the romance of youth and the season of flowers. Middle-aged women are experienced and worldly. They have experienced sunshine, haze and darkness, and have seen wind and frost, rain and snow, lightning and thunder.
Although middle-aged women are not as beautiful as those years ago, they are full of mature charm that girls do not have. Who can say that this is not a kind of beauty? The advantages of middle-aged women are calm and considerate, considerate, energetic and smart. But this kind of beauty and advantages are often forgotten by secular eyes.
8. A middle-aged woman is a poem that she can never get tired of reading for a long time, and a middle-aged woman is a song that she can never get tired of listening to.