苦逼中年——Helpless pain middle-aged

四十不惑，整好四十。Forty is a good forty.

一觉醒来，发觉胡茬里多了几根白的；
一转身，身边再也没有依靠:父母越来越老，脾气越发像个孩子，要哄着他吃药，绞尽脑汁和她聊天，尽力回忆起以前的事；
一愣神，总觉得时光过得飞快，说好的轰轰烈烈的青春悄悄溜走，留下遗憾和美中不足的回忆；
一身疲乏，却找不到人倾诉:和家人说怕他们担心；和朋友说怕笑我软弱；唯有紧锁心底，默默前行；
一回首，总有些愿望依存梦里，说好的诗和远方呢，为什么还是那么忙?

When I woke up, I found a few more white hairs in the stubble.
Turning around, there was no more to rely on: the parents grew older and more like a child, to coax him to take medicine, racking his brain to chat with her, trying to recall the past events;
At that moment, I always felt that the time had passed quickly, and the vigorous youth I had said had slipped away quietly, leaving behind regrets and memories of the inadequacy of the United States and China.
Tired, but no one to talk to: tell your family that you're afraid of them; Tell a friend I'm afraid to laugh at my weakness. Only lock the bottom of your heart and move on in silence.
Looking back, there are always some wishes depending on the dream, the poem and the distance, why are you so busy?

繁华落尽，一身漂泊在风里。执着前行，小斟浅酌，相敬岁月无波澜，亲人朋友安好，虽苦逼中年，如此足矣！

Prosperity has fallen, a body adrift in the wind. Persist forward, small charge shallow drink, respect the years without billows, family and friends are well, although helpless and painful middle-aged, so enough!