Nothing More

Half life is spent as duckweed, half life is crippled, and time rushes towards the rest of the year. Looking back, there is no trace of my previous life, and my old appearance is still vague in my dreams. Youth has passed away and become a thing of the past, and my gray hair is gradually filled with sorrow and heartbreak. Life is like a dream in vain, and I have no choice but to shed tears.