女人活到了30岁,突然变得敏感和伤感起来。那些闪着果冻色的鲜亮的日子,那些可以任意发挥的妩媚和娇艳,突然就像花出去的银子,再也赚不回来了。女人的30岁,是一道摸不着却看得见的岭,把女人的青涩、稚气、任性、骄纵连同青春红颜隔在了岭那边,把女人的成熟、风韵、睿智、丰盈连 A woman who is 30 years old suddenly becomes sensitive and sad. Those bright flashing jelly color days, those who can play freely charming and tender, suddenly like to spend money, never make it back. A woman’s 30-year-old is an invisible but visible ridge that separates a woman’s senses, childishness, self-willedness, arrogance, and youthful redness from the ridge. The woman’s maturity, charm, wisdom and abundance