1. Poems describing the elderly

1. Drunken with truth, don’t believe in youth and dislike old people

Song Dynasty: He Zhu

Don’t believe Fang Chun hates the old man, and the old man sends off the remaining spring several times, but he cherishes the spring and enjoys it frequently.

The clever smiles and beautiful songs are all mine. I am angry with you when I drink wine to fight against your anger. Material feelings can only be true when you are drunk.

Translation:

I don’t believe that spring hates the elderly. How many remaining springs can the elderly send away? Enjoy spring and have fun. And don’t be dissatisfied with indulging in pleasure too much and too often. The beautiful smile and erotic songs are all very suitable for me. I love flowers and wine almost to the point of madness, and I am not afraid of your censure. Because of the nature of things and human relationships, the most pure and true benefits can only be found when one is drunk.

2. Playing with the old man of Huamen Restaurant

Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen

The old man still sells wine in his seventies, and there are thousands of pots and urns of flowers at the door.

The elm pods along the road are like money. Are you willing to pick them to sell wine?

Translation:

The old man is still selling wine in his seventies, and there are countless people selling wine. Pots and wine jars are placed at the entrance of Huamen Tower. The elm pods on the roadside are like the bunches of copper coins. I will pick them off and use them to buy your wine. Are you willing?

3. The title of the play "On the Lake"

Tang Dynasty: Chang Jian

The old man on the lake is sitting on the rock head, but the peach blossom water is flowing in the lake.

The bamboo pole curls up in endless waves, and I don’t know who will swallow my hook.

Translation:

An old man was sitting alone on the beach fishing, while the peach blossoms on the lake slowly flowed away with the stream. The bamboo poles sway gently in the wind, and the mist is endless. I wonder which fish will take the bait?

4. Advice on Rewarding Lotte and Praising the Elderly

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

Whoever does not care about old age will have pity on him.

The body weight loss is frequent, and the hair is thin and the crown is deviated.

Scraping up books will save your eyes, and using more moxibustion will bring good luck to your life.

A person who knows things is like reading a river.

If you think about it carefully, you are all lucky, but this will make you sad.

Mo Dao Sang Yu night, the sky is still full of clouds.

Translation:

Who is not afraid of aging? Who will pity us when we are old? The body is getting thinner, the belt is getting tighter and tighter, the hair is sparse and the hat is always tilted to one side. I no longer read books to protect my eyes, but I often use moxibustion because I am old and weak and suffer from many diseases.

The more you have experienced in the world, the more knowledgeable you will be. The experience of life is like accumulating water and forming a river. If you think about it carefully, there is a good side to aging. Once you overcome your worries about aging, you will feel happy and carefree. Not to mention that it is almost evening when the light shines on the mulberry elm trees at sunset, but its afterglow can still reflect the red sky.

5. Qing Ping Le·The beautiful face grows old

Yuan Dynasty: Bai Pu

How much gray hair does the beautiful face grow older? The spring breeze has cleared up the peaches and plums, leaving only the residual light of the mulberry trees.

The land south of the Yangtze River is completely dust-free, and I am surrounded by idle clouds. If you don't leave the green mountains, the green mountains may not keep people.

Translation:

The youthful appearance is gradually aging, how many more gray hairs have been added to the temples? The peaches, plums, and spring breeze just passed away, leaving only the afterglow of the setting sun reflecting the long shadow of the mulberry trees.

When I came to Jiangnan again, there was no trace of fireworks. I was like an elegant idle cloud. I miss these green hills and don’t want to leave, but green hills may not stay with those who appreciate them forever.