See the sad words of the old man.

Old people are old, which sometimes makes us feel sad. Let's take a look at the relevant sad sentences with me!

1, the old man's cheekbones are high, his temples are gray, his face is dark and wrinkled, making his face rough as bark. A pair of vicissitudes of life.

2. My grandmother is 70 years old. Her short hair is covered with frost, her big eyes are deeply sunk, her teeth are almost falling off, her rough hands are covered with blood vessels like earthworms, and her weather-beaten face is full of wrinkles, which seems to record her hardships in the past 70 years.

3. It was an old man over half a hundred years old, with a weather-beaten face and two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, looking very divine; Hair is very neat.

4. This is a kind old man, and his hair is combed carefully, without any mess. But silvery white hair is still clearly visible in the black hair. In the slightly sunken eye socket, a pair of dark brown eyes quietly tell the vicissitudes of the years.

The old witch has a hooked nose and a long chin, just like two hooks almost stick together. Oily hair is half white and half black. Wrapped tightly in a thick black cloak all day, like a trap.

6. San Diego is thin and haggard, with wrinkles on the back of his neck and acne on his face, but his eyes are as blue as the sea, without a trace of depression.

7. The old man's flesh is not much, and he is as thin as an old osprey. However, the tanned face, short white beard are particularly energetic, and those deep-set eyes are particularly bright. It is rare to see such sharp and bright eyes, except on Baiyangdian Lake.

8. The old man's hunchback arched upward, just like a hill.

9. Grandma's hair is naturally curly and looks beautiful. Kind eyes always smile, and words are crisp and pleasant.

10, that is an old man over half a hundred years old, with a weather-beaten face and two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, and looks very divine; Hair is very neat.

1 1. She has a loving and vicissitudes face. When she was young, her black hair was like the first snow in winter and the first frost in autumn. The roots are silver-haired, half covered and half covered. There are wrinkles on my face, like twists and turns in the past.

12, the old man's face was covered with wrinkles, and the uneven twists and turns were like mottled marks on the wall, which covered his face and left traces of time.

13, the old man has a short and hard moustache, a pair of brown eyes deep in the eye socket, and a disheveled gray hair.

14, Uncle Li is not tall, his hair is gray, and his weather-beaten face is full of wrinkles left by years. Those gentle eyes always shine kindly.

15, every finger of the old man's hand is not straight, and there are cocoons inside and outside. The whole thing really looks like a small rake made of branches.

16, like wandering footsteps, silent vows, who disturbed my heartache. Who cares, engraved with the traces of the years, flowing silently. Whose eyes are full of the pain of parting, I can't stop. A season of wandering thoughts, a season of sad dancing, for whom? Who knows, who is poor? Dear people, why are you obsessed, why are you waiting, why are you sad!

17, these two shoulders are quite strange. People are very old, but their shoulders are still strong and their necks are still strong. And when the old man is asleep and his head hangs forward, the wrinkles are not obvious.

18. On the edge of the garden not far from me, there is an old farmer squatting. His weather-beaten face was covered with deep wrinkles and his small eyes were a little cloudy. His hands are as big as a thin fan, and every finger seems to be too thick to bend. His skin is wrinkled, a bit like bark.

19, Uncle Li is not tall, his hair is gray, and his weather-beaten face is full of wrinkles left by years. Those gentle eyes always shine kindly. Uncle Li is an old soldier. His left leg was injured in the battle and he walked with a limp, but this did not affect his service to everyone.

20. Grandpa has been retired for two years, with a thin skeleton and fishnet lines on his face. The gray hair on the top of the head seems to be wearing a small felt hat. When you laugh, your chin sticks up high, because there are few teeth in your mouth and your lips are deeply sunken.

2 1. Grandfather is a white-haired old man in his sixties. There is a pair of reading glasses on the high cheekbones, and there is always a kind smile on the wrinkled face. Grandfather has been engaged in repairing shoes since he was a teenager. After years of hard work, his left thumb has been bent and deformed.

22. My grandmother is over seventy. The head is covered with silver hair, and the lines on the head and eyes are heavy. She usually wears a blue coat and black trousers Grandma's hair naturally curls and looks really beautiful; Kind eyes always smile, and words are crisp and pleasant.

23. What flows in the gully is the long river of years, and the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled on the yellowed skin. He has witnessed how many days of our life and how many years have passed. ...

24. My grandfather is a real plowman. Bronzed face, deeply engraved with wrinkles; Two big hands like small cattail fans are covered with calluses. Grandpa is over 60 years old this year, but he can start farming and dare to compete with young people.

25. He has a pudgy figure, chubby face, dark brown under his forehead, two curved eyebrows and a pair of slender eyes, which looks like Maitreya.

26. A vicissitudes face, a pair of dark and rough hands, a pair of bright eyes, and a set of shabby clothes. He: amiable, respectable, kind and simple. He is my grandfather.

27. In the dark, I embarked on a journey alone. No one said goodbye and no one blessed me. Only the wind chimes in front of the window sang sad songs and saw me off.

28. I'm calm, I'm calm, I'm in love with loneliness and loneliness, I sit and watch the storm surge, recite my vigorous love, I'm strong, I'm brave, I've gone through the autumn moon without you, I'm happy, I'm sad, and I've built a thick wall with forgetting.

29, parting, tears become messages, you said: this tear can be condensed into pearls and become a permanent memorial.

30. Today, my classmates broke up and said, Take care! Alumni meet again tomorrow, congratulations: success!

3 1, I have been following you silently since I was a teenager. When I look back, you will see 3,000 white hairs.

32. Life is an illusory dream, but hoary heads are short-lived, and only heaven remains unchanged in the reciprocating cycle.

33. Leave the beautiful image of meeting and take away the acacia grass in bud. Only the green post road carries the thoughts of parting.

34. Once upon a time, our motherland experienced many vicissitudes and hardships. It has become a dumping ground for imperialism, a battlefield for warlords, a casino for imperialism to carve up the world, and an arena for aspirants to seize power.

35. How to say the word love? It's nice to say, but it's so ugly. Say it's happy, but it brings so much sadness: say it's beautiful, but see it's so ugly …

36. Winter is coming. Can the warmth you once held in your hand remain in your hand? Will the lost come back?

37. The long river of memory flows, and the past that was once engraved in the palm of your hand, and the wandering thoughts of that season, in the cold wind, swept over the shallow eyebrows and drifted into the distance. The sadness of dancing in that season, the sadness and loss in that season, slipped from the fingertips inadvertently.

38. Love hurts me, tears wake me up, words make me lose my warmth, but my behavior makes me an infatuated person. Tears can't get rid of the sadness in my heart, and I can't write my confession in my acacia dream. Is it love, pulling or hurting? Love hurts in unhappiness, but the injury can't catch up with the memoirs of the sky.

39. A life of vicissitudes! Whether it is material or spiritual, my life, family, love, friendship? Everything I gave, everything.

40. When you come, my expectation is far away; You were my dream when you left.

4 1, fate is always so ruthless, and years have left more shadows on him. His calloused hands, his vicissitudes, his stubbornness and his unwillingness to be outdone, I can't explain him in any words. Gorgeous is not with him, but plain.

42. This bright sun, according to this person's righteousness, is what many people yearn for, but some people run to think about that dark place; This endless night is gloomy and cold, but some people know that they are heading for the abyss of falling. How many people are climbing from the abyss to the bright sunshine? ...

I watched him carefully while he was repairing the bag. He has wrinkled eyes, calloused hands and a vicissitudes face.

44. He enlarged the pupil of vicissitudes of life and guided the troubled motherland through the century storm magically!

45, blue mist, haze, pale, struggling, enough is cold, so that the wind and frost reflect even more lonely and cold, "Frost night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping" is a quatrain, who can understand the artistic conception?

46. Her eyes fell on her vicissitudes of life. Inadvertently, I found some silver wires. It pains me to see her like this.

47. Don't look back, why not forget? Since there is no chance, why curse today? Such as water, no trace, no stranger tomorrow.

48. In winter, one season is lonely and the other is lonely. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, who has penetrated the coolness, the cold wind, and who has confided. Lonely time flies, who is waiting for whom and who is the only one.

49. A spring breeze slowly blows through two vicissitudes of life. His back leans slightly to the left, while she pushes it to the right.

The time we spent in love grew wings, and when we parted, they became our spiritual pillars.

5 1, flowers fall like a cold dream, winter goes and summer comes, blue as a heart. Lonely night, outside the moonlight window, cordate telosma soaked in the nose, sad, this fragrance has been silent for a long time, suddenly, I want to find someone to accompany me.

52. In the evening, the horizon was painted golden yellow, and the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the trees and was blocked by leaves, like a vicissitudes of life.

I only remember that when he started playing the first note, I was deeply attracted by him, not in appearance, not inside, but simply in music. Musically, the old and weak who have experienced vicissitudes. .

54. I want to leave, leave the familiar path, leave the bed I am used to, leave the cup I am used to, leave you I once loved, and leave everything that will make me tempted. It's like being reborn, living a new life in an old skin, and living in an attitude and way that I have never had before.

55. I stood on the side of the road, at a loss, not knowing where to go. It seems that going anywhere is wrong, and there seems to be no way out between heaven and earth.