我觉得自己老了,因此生活可以马虎了,家里可以邋遢了,头发可以不梳理了,穿着可以不讲究了,吃饭也可以简单了……某种懒意不知不觉地产生了想起林语堂说的“我最爱秋天,因为秋天的叶子颜色金黄,成熟丰富”秋天可见秋叶之静美,但人生之秋,是满头华发,一脸皱纹,呵欠连天一副倦容,何美之有?人毕竟不是秋叶,可以披着金衣,款款飘落,翩翩曼妙,自由自在;也不是秋天之实,那么壮实饱满,诱惑四射但老的光景真那么垂暮, I feel old, so life can be sloppy, the family can be stupid, the hair can not be combed, wearing can not pay attention, and eating can be simple ... ... Some kind of lazy mind unknowingly produced think of Lin Yutang “My favorite autumn, because the autumn leaves golden color, mature rich ” fall autumn leaves can be seen in the United States, but the autumn of life, is full of Huafa, a look of wrinkles, yawning a tired, what beauty? After all, people are not autumn leaves, can be dressed in golden clothing, paragraph falling, elegant graceful, free; nor is the fall of reality, so full and full of temptation but the old scene is so dying,