我总是对大街上陌生老人的满头银发着迷。那样的银发,让我感受到一种无可抗拒的圣洁之美。所有跟岁月的握手言和、对时光的深刻透视和对世界的智慧相待,全在那丝丝银发的闪光里得以成全。经历过一生沧桑的老人,到生命的这个阶段,已经忽略红尘中的纷纷扰扰,遗世独立,拈花微笑。过去的便让它过去,此刻恰是上天的恩赐。他们因此更洒脱,敢于对人生进 I’m always fascinated by the silvery hair of strange old people on the street. That silver hair, let me feel an irresistible holy beauty. All shake hands with the years, a deep perspective on the time and the wisdom of the world, all in the silvery flash of light to be completed. The elderly who have experienced a lifetime of vicissitudes and life have at this stage of their lives ignored the numerous disturbances in the Red Mansion, left their independence and smiled. Past it let it past, at the moment just the gift of God. So they are more free and easy, daring to make progress