The first time someone offered your seat on the bus, the first time a young woman led her child to call you grandpa ... Suddenly I didn't adapt, just as I was at a loss when I first became a father in the winter of 26 years. The difference is that it was a surprise, but this time it was melancholy ... sixty years old, the age when a person stumbles on a flat road, is always associated with white hair, presbyopia and high blood pressure.
Life is like a dream. When I was a child, I always thought that people could live for a long time, which was annoying and forgotten. In the blink of an eye, I will be 60 years old. In fact, there are only a few stories in life. Beauty is helpless, tragic and funny. It is your own story, and others may not want to hear it.
I, Zeng, night light, even chicken; Zeng Jinge Ma Tie crossed the glacier; Zeng bent over his desk to seek enterprise reform; I also pick chrysanthemums and look at Nanshan under the east fence. A netizen wrote down his impression of me in "friend description": "The old man and the sea". I don't know how I touched this friend and gave me such a historic evaluation. The old man and the sea, this is a novel by Hemingway. In the rough waves, an old man is fighting a shark ... "A man is not born to be defeated. You can destroy him as much as you can, but you can't beat him. " This is what Hemingway said in The Old Man and the Sea ... I struggled and hesitated, but I didn't give up. I am a mortal, I have all the desires of a mortal ... but I am confident that I am a good man who respects people, accepts my fate and does not deceive myself.
Old age is coming. ...
Heaven and man correspond. When I go to Qiu Lai in spring, the prosperity is gone, and the sky is crisp, which naturally produces a kind of peace and elegance, which is exactly what Confucius said: Knowing the destiny at fifty, obeying at sixty. It is explained on the internet that listening to others means understanding what others say without thinking. I think, I heard, at this age, what didn't happen? Who hasn't seen it? You can listen to anything. Cats always don't force mice, so let him speak ... or is it a kind of helplessness? Or an open mind? There is an old saying in China called "resignation". I used to say this was superstition, but now I believe it: listen to nature; Live by fate. A piece of charcoal burns, but a bird sings. Don't be others, don't force yourself, in fact, people turn around on the stage of life, take off their makeup, or themselves. Someone once said: only 5% of a person's life is wonderful, 5% is painful and 90% is dull; People are often tempted by 5% excitement, endure 5% pain and spend 90% dullness. Similar to Zen, isn't it? The real Buddha only speaks household words, and the rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are plain and true!
Life is a road full of hope and danger ... When I came over, I looked back-
Fortunately, I have been studying all my life, although there is no Mr. Jin Kemu's saying: "The book is finished." I still finished reading his book "The Book is Finished"; I'm very proud. Compared with young people today, the difference is that they can't understand a dream of red mansions. I started reading it when I was sixteen. Once obsessed with the red chamber, I almost got on the thief boat. I have been engaged in Russian for more than ten years. I studied economics in college, but my graduation thesis was "an angry work-on the reasons for Sima Qian's anger"; Old, old, code words in front of the computer, articles written on the web page, more than 900 articles ... have nothing to do with "cultivating qi and leveling the peace" or "love affairs", just for recreation, radish and vegetables, although not achievements, are also the harvest of my three acres of land. Reading has advantages. How many people's eyes I borrow to appreciate the world, how many people's brains I borrow to think about life, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, unlimited scenery, are all my own scenery. With the company of books, I don't cover my eyes with floating clouds, nor do I feel happy or sad because of humiliation. My eyebrows are mature, a little cultural, proud and a little naughty, but … I never wear glasses.
Fortunately, I have a good woman. She is ingenious, gentle and kind, devoted to her family, and a good wife and mother. In the words of people around you, it is difficult to find a good woman with lanterns. More importantly, she has a delicate and elegant face and a graceful figure. A colleague saw me that day and said, "How does my sister-in-law maintain herself? Devil figure! Your brother is so lucky ... "She, a traditional woman, doesn't want to spend money on herself. However, ordinary clothes are worn on her, and women often chase after her and ask, "Where did you buy them?" Under her care, I'm afraid you'll laugh. So far, I won't buy food ... Sometimes I help her wash the dishes and she can have a good night. She has been nagging me all her life: "Stop smoking." "Toothpaste is squeezed from bottom to top." "Eat slowly, no one will argue with you." "Is it so difficult to say hello to people?" "You wouldn't hang up the used towels and talk about children ..." However, I can't change my nature, and she was disappointed that she didn't transform me all her life ... She always sighed: "Cough! I am used to you. " I met her in the early 1970s. She is my father's closed disciple, and my brothers and sisters call her "sister" ... I first met her on my way to Fuling. There was no such thing as "traveling" at that time. I saw a lovely little girl, wearing two croissants with suspenders, with the innocence of that era ... and finally became my wife. I was still in the army at that time, and she gave me a book, Honest Sunny Day, which made me excited for quite a while. I still collect this red leaf ... Now, whenever I read Rain Lane by Dai Wangshu, I imagine her at that time ... She is an orphan, so she is grateful to everyone, and she misses everyone, often because of others' points. She is a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a daughter-in-law, and a sister-in-law. She has been tired all her life, endless work and endless heart, for me, for her daughter, for her grandson, for her parents, for her brother, for her sister-in-law, for her relatives, for her friends and for others. ...
There is love, such as being inseparable from each other ... I don't know when it became a family relationship. For a long time, a deep kiss turned into patting the dust on your body and picking up the white hair that fell on your shoulder ... Life is like that pot of warm water, and we are like frogs in warm water, numb and used to it. There is only one sentence left between us: "Come back?" "Come back." ..... Every day she looks at the lamp in front of the window, and I wash her feet at night. ...
Fortunately, I have a good daughter. She always said, "Dad is crazy ...". I remember when she was a child, I held her and she peed on my neck. I remember I took her by bike, we chased the car, and she giggled all the way; I remember, I took her to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. I chatted with the old abbot in the temple. She fell asleep in the meditation room and woke up and the whole world was crying for me. I remember washing her feet, and when I saw her mother go out to work the night shift, she went barefoot like crazy, shouting "Mom", ran downstairs and ran into the street in one breath ... I locked her in a dark room, and she answered cleverly: Dad, I dare not, Dad ...; I remember carrying her to the children's hospital in the heavy rain at night. She had a high fever. I remember I went to a primary school to hold a parent-teacher conference, and her desks and benches were so small and low. I remember, I sent her to college and asked her to sign up to make her bed and fetch water ... it seemed yesterday, and it seemed just one night ... she suddenly grew up. Now, when she comes back from work, she buys me my favorite roast sheep's head and pork elbow with sauce, and a USB flash drive card reader ... My son-in-law also says to me from time to time, "Dad, what's up?" I can't drink with you. " Three years ago in winter, my daughter brought us a grandson who upset me and made me laugh, a healthy and lively little boy-McDonnell Douglas. With wheat and rice, I am refreshed again ... it tastes delicious.
Fortunately, I set sail in the ocean of life, but I had a good trip. I went to school, went to the countryside, became a soldier, went to school again, changed jobs, took office, and went to school again ... I became a director ... now I have nothing to do, waiting for retirement ... I believe that opportunities are for those who are prepared, and I believe that people should not regard luck as a skill.
Fortunately, I have a good life, although I sometimes scold my mother. I caught up with the era of reform and opening up. Dickens wrote in A Tale of Two Cities: This is the best time and the worst time. I have met, seen, tasted, appreciated, enjoyed and walked. Life is a journey, I won't miss the scenery ... through the mountains and rivers in the north and south of the river, through the ups and downs of state affairs and family affairs, everything is in front of me, I don't have "where, in front of me, are those lost years?" Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, and my tears fall. " Chen Ziang's sense of independence and ups and downs. Life has no time for show, only life, only process, no result, no one.
Fortunately, I am still healthy. Although, I know that getting old in cold spring and warm autumn is somewhat unreliable. Let it go ... I'll never eat that eggplant raw.
Fortunately ... I'm still a good person.
I've lived for a long time, and I'm used to it. Everything is so calm. A bed, a lamp, a book ... a bright moon outside the window, a pot of wine at the desk, drinking tea and reading at night, what else can you ask for! That day, my wife and I talked about my grandson McDonnell Douglas: he was born in a rich family. What was his childhood like? He imported milk powder, shoes and cowhide, and clothes brands. Kindergarten is the best. From the first day, he was sent away by car ... grandma, grandpa, grandma and grandpa also hired nannies ... when he was a child, life was hard, he was poor and dropped out of school. Going to the countryside for re-education ... The first time I wore leather shoes was given to cadres by the army. My first sweater was knitted by my unmarried wife when I was in love. My father took the first watch off his wrist when I joined the army. At that time, when I got married, I hung a fluorescent lamp in my new house, which would make the guests applaud. It was the Spring Festival in 1977 ... Time flies, and life is vicissitudes. The only thing I miss is my mother. It has been four years since her death, and I often dream that she calls me by my nickname: "An An-"
In this way, after sixty years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is hot and cold. ...
There is a connection: things are often unsatisfactory; Don't tell anyone anything. The first part is about the helplessness of life, and the second part is about the loneliness of life. I signed my name on the internet: I am a god-blessed person.
American Bill Keyes said: "Life begins at the age of 60!" To this end, he also wrote a book.
The days are still long, how to live? My answer is, with a normal heart, go with the fate, go with the flow, and live as always. I am a mortal, working for food all my life, fighting for reason all my life, being infatuated with beauty all my life, being drunk all my life ... I try my best to live poetically in this big land, even if I am a reed, I will hold my head high. I am half-crazy and half-temperamental, and I am also free and easy in misty rain. I always copy: Tang poetry in the late Wei and Jin Dynasties. God won't get tired of me, will he? I think. If we say: life begins at the age of 60. I look forward to ... I don't write epitaphs!
The old man is still here, and I dare not say old. I sang: "The wide world is different. Teeth are rolling and waves are everywhere. Who is the winner, with peace of mind? The wind and rain are like rain, and the chickens are like singing. " Turn a blind eye and find a south wall to doze off ... with my grandson, Mai Dao. It is so sunny in autumn!