I still have half a glass of water. At the age of forty, I forced my emotions to find a middle-aged state, but even the famous saying "forty without confusion" didn't give me any confidence. I don't think there is much difference between middle-aged people and young people. Everything is the same except that my wife is a little yellow. I can't feel what it's like to be in middle age, and I can't see that the glass of water in my life has been half drunk. At the age of 50, I don't have to find and feel the middle age of life. My arms and legs let me know that I am going downhill. My appetite lets me know that my equipment is aging; My own eyes let me know that the road ahead is really short. I used to quarrel over trivial matters, but now my thick neck and lazy mouth; I used to be numb to people who were promoted and made a fortune around me; Once I saw a beautiful woman, my flashing eyes glazed over. Learn to find peace, learn to avoid, admit helplessness and be content with mediocrity. The huge millstone of time smoothes the edges and corners of character, dilutes the passion of life and extinguishes the desire in the heart. According to Yan Shouyi's feeling in "Mobile Phone", "it's like a machine, without lubricating oil, it won't move when it turns". Anyway, the half time stick in your hand hasn't worn off yet. Living every day is actually killing time. Reading idle books during the New Year holiday, an Indian fable in the book shocked my soul. The fable tells that two people each have a glass of water and both drink half a cup. One said, I have already drunk half a cup, and the other said, I still have half a cup to drink. Although facing and having are the same, the former seems to reveal a kind of helplessness and bitterness, while the latter seems to be full of hope and a sense of comfort. Middle age is like drinking half a glass of water. More people say "I have drunk half a glass of water" to this half glass of water than "I still have half a glass of water". People can't feel this way until middle age. I remember when I was a teenager, I went to play by the river and saw the rushing water flowing south. Occasionally, I am full of poetry. Although I can't recite poems, I often remember what I read, "My son said in Sichuan: The deceased is like a husband, staying up all night." But I always feel that Old Master Q's words are nothing profound. What he said is just a natural phenomenon. Thirty years later, I went to the river again and saw Grandpa Yu who often herded sheep when I was a child. He was hunched over, pale, deaf and blind. I stood in front of his eyes and held his hand, but he didn't recognize me. When I told him my nickname, he kept saying, "It's changed so much. Look, your sideburns are all white. " Time has changed us, but time is still time, just like the river under my feet, it will exist forever. At that moment, I suddenly realized that I was so shallow, and the years left to me were wrapped in many life truths that we had no time to chew, think and correct, and hurried by. Looking back suddenly, I only have time to express my feelings. It is inevitable to sigh "I drank half a glass of water". No wonder Dong Qiao said: Middle age is the age when there is only sadness and no anger. Although most people have different experiences in middle age, whether they stumble or step by step, they have no time to recall, but now it is different. Finally, in the midnight of insomnia, they evoke vivid memories, page after page, buzzing in the quiet night. Whether it is a mortal or a celebrity, it is interesting to recall half a glass of water. Although it is bitter, light and sweet, it is not "once and for all" or "empty". In this way, I will suddenly feel that I must carefully taste my remaining half glass of water and drink it well. I must not do it carelessly. Half a glass of water in middle age is like a half-dead mess. Although it is not full enough, there are often hidden vitality and clever tricks between sparseness. This mess is not yet fragmented and crumbling. Even if someone can see through the mess, he still can't let go, that is, he really can't let go, and his heart is always on tenterhooks. Although most of the years in our lives have not brought us great wealth, glory and applause, the passion and emotion in our bones are still uneven. Because middle age is on the road from survival to existence. Although we can't achieve perfection, our consciousness of transcending survival has gradually awakened, and everyone wants to live more spiritually. Although we can't constantly explore the human spirit like philosophers, we can't entertain ourselves with delicious food and randomness. The remaining half glass of water will be gone sooner or later, and the greatest helplessness in life is death. Life is too short and precious. No matter how you drink this half glass of water, it is a pity. If you don't drink it, it will evaporate and evaporate, so we want to do something meaningful. Although these things are always insignificant compared with life, we can't ignore the half glass of water left here. To cherish middle age is to grasp the best time.