A few strands of silver gleamed in thick black hair.
It's really romantic and vicissitudes.
Several wrinkles wound on the bronzed forehead.
It symbolizes weather-beaten and hardship.
Several degrees of fatigue, several degrees of burnout plagued the body and mind.
It is a high-end product left over from history, and it is exhausted.
Witness the haggard woman, disappointed with the decline of the picture.
I can't help feeling a lot in my heart, and I am saddened, so I am depressed and hung in my messy brow.
A little baggy and drooping under the eyes, full of sadness.
So, a little unwilling, or stare big eyes.
Alas, my eyes are not as bright as before.
My eyes are no longer the bright spring in Liang Hong a few years ago.
But bloodshot, slightly dry and a little tired.
It is clearly the deep imprint of the gears of the years.
That's really the embodiment of "bashing one's head at a thousand fingers and bowing one's head as a willing ox"
Once upon a time, the curved and upturned eyelashes were not carefully cared for.
It will appear sparse, and the small crow's feet in the corner of the eye will look very aura.
Occasionally, there will be garbage deposits hidden in the corners of the eyes.
Think of once pink cheeks.
Beautiful youth, charming and graceful figure, dignified and elegant extraordinary temperament.
......
I can only tell myself with regret.
I am getting old.
Modern Poetry for Yourself 2 A Letter for Yourself
I tried many kinds of books.
Repeatedly revised and submitted the demonstration of snow, running water and speed.
Still in a state of discontent
I dare not send it to myself easily.
In order to use a more appropriate word
I tested all my paths.
I looked at all my nature.
So far, it's still not accurate.
Express your feelings.
Sometimes it's hard to make painful choices.
Did you really give up what you should give up?
Is the harvest really harvested?
I haven't sorted out the texture of my character yet.
Unwilling to reveal and reveal privacy and secrets.
Mining from used technologies
Try to get rid of the habit of overuse.
This letter values reputation more than life.
The marks cut by the two methods are contradictory.
The wounds of the two butt sutures are consistent.
The letter is still immersed in superficial satisfaction.
The letter is still being folded in half.
The taste of life shows great power.
The struggle for fate is profound and heavy.
A letter to myself.
I'm still absorbed in writing.
It has reached the point where it is unnecessary to send it.
Write yourself a modern poem 3. What took away the hope that you could see at first?
Destroyed the last corner.
What makes you can't stand the wind and rain and feel the sunshine?
Leave a branch to touch the earth and wait for forgetting.
Are you afraid of leaving fragments to preserve your complete form?
You can save the last bit of petty bourgeoisie but lose the good opportunity to feel everything.
You can stand on a lonely mountain.
Look at the sky
Feel the joy of loss
Feel the experience of being laughed at
You can also stand on a mountain peak.
You can also feel the wind, rain and sunshine proudly.
No matter what kind of mentality you have.
As long as you can stand on this lonely mountain
You are the king.
You are a role model.
You will fail.
You will get up.
You have the same box.
But you shouldn't have the same thoughts as others.
Your eyes are the source of beauty.
Your arm is a climbing platform.
And your mind.
The place you always wanted to go.
Refuse to receive
Accept failure
Even on the road to growth
Covering Qi Jing.
Even if you are barefoot, step on it hard.
Write yourself a modern poem. Don't worry all day.
You never know,
What a surprise the rest of your life will leave you.
There are still many roads to go tomorrow, and there are still many customs to break through.
There are many delicious things to eat and many people to know.
A lot of time can be counted and a lot of happiness can be experienced.
Happiness and sadness are life,
Life is bitter and sweet.
No matter how painful it is, just sleep.
Always carrying yesterday will make you tired.
Only by walking and forgetting can we feel every happiness.
Nothing is unforgivable,
No one will exist forever,
Maybe you're tired now,
There is still a long way to go,
Please don't forget your initial heart.
We can't control other people's thoughts,
We can't force others to do anything.
The only thing I can do is to try my best to do my own thing.
Go your own way and live your life according to your own principles.
Even if someone abuses you,
Time won't treat you badly,
Life won't treat you badly.