Life also has solar terms.

Shopping with my mother in summer, the old man said, buy mine. I saw a pile of marshmallows as white as a mountain on the stall. I picked one up and scratched my hand like a stone. I said, this persimmon is small and hard, and there are no good persimmons in winter. There was a trace of displeasure on the old man's face. Persimmons in winter are not tomatoes, but medicines.

I was surprised and said, how can it be medicine? They are big and red.

The old man said that a stove in the greenhouse made them fat for no reason. Only when it grows naturally can the fruit dyed red by the sunset be pure. What food you eat in what season, what food you will eat all year round, why are you in such a hurry to eat so early?

Life is like an annual ring, which seems to exist all year round. Sow in spring, cultivate in summer, harvest in autumn, and enjoy the joy of harvest in winter. Oh, life also has solar terms!

Young people look forward to growing up because they want to be more mature, just like catalyzed vegetables are listed in advance. Although it is a normal vegetable, the plants are not very tall and the leaves are not very dense. Old age is too frivolous, like a childish disease of reason. It makes people suspect that a certain part of the brain curtain has been moth-eaten by years, and it is even impossible to write a wonderful long scroll and wrap up a long life.

When people communicate with each other, they often say that the other person is younger than their actual age. People think it's a compliment, but being younger than his actual age is a good thing and worth showing off. Old people want to be young and children want to grow up, and where are the boundaries of these expectations? I'm afraid nobody knows. Instead of exploring this problem in vain, we should listen to his arrangement and enjoy our inner beauty.

Some people say that winter is a ladder to extinction, and the other three seasons are its run-up. If people die from birth, it is inevitable to be too negative. I think people are constantly fighting death from the moment they are born. Although the final death is irresistible and unchangeable, we should cherish every moment of life and try our best to make it more brilliant and moving between this naked coming and going, between this hurried life and death.

Life is a responsibility, and death is not liberation. Should be a sign of fulfilling this responsibility. Every season has its due responsibility. In spring, we should study hard, in summer, we should work hard, in autumn, we should reap and repay, and in winter, we should say without regret,' I have tried my best.' '

Life is a long runway. No matter how many times you fall down on the way, as long as you work hard and stick to it, flowers and applause will come to the end. Even colorless flowers are touching tears; Even a silent word is an approving look.

Death is the ladder of extinction of life, just like a silver-pink persimmon picked and gradually spread into a strong red in the sunset. At this moment, only believe and unswervingly obey the command of the solar terms.