A man who lives a hundred years old is half ninety years old

There is an old saying in China that "life is rare in the past seventy years", which means that not many people live to be seventy years old. In the past, when I was in my twenties and thirties, I saw some leaders in their fifties who were relegated to the second line. They would come or not come to work. They suddenly lost their original sense of social identity and their emotional loss, as if they were suddenly abandoned. It's like a cold palace, as if there is no purpose in life from now on. At that time, it was always believed that half of a person's body would be buried in the earth when he was over 50. His life was coming to an end, and all he had left to do was eat, drink, play mahjong and practice Tai Chi.

I feel that fifty is still far away, and I have never seriously thought about how old I will live. I just remember that one day when I was thirty-seven, I went back to my hometown and told my parents and family that we planned to study abroad. My family were very surprised and disapproving, saying that it was something that young people in their teens and 20s did, and they thought I was just dreaming. When I was forty years old, I really moved to New Zealand. My family and friends were also concerned and told me, "You are already in your forties, don't work too hard, and take good care of your body." As a result, in those few years, there was no way out, and I did all kinds of physical work. Live and build muscles. In addition to working part-time and studying in the same classroom as young people, I actually regard myself as a young person.

Until I was fifty years old, I felt a little unwell, and I was a little afraid: "Am I getting old? My body is malfunctioning due to aging." I went to New Zealand to see my family doctor for the first time in ten years. The test results showed that the blood sugar level was on the high side, close to the index for diabetics. The doctor said that because of my family medical history, he classified me as a patient and could receive regular free physical examinations and vaccinations. He also told me that I didn’t need to take medicine or medical treatment, as long as I didn’t smoke or drink, and maintained a healthy diet, I would be guaranteed to live to be eighty-five years old, which is the current average life span of men in New Zealand.

From that day on, I thought carefully about how long I had left to live. My parents both passed away when they were almost seventy years old. My original subconscious thought was that I was lucky enough to live until seventy. I felt happy after what the doctor said. God seemed to reward me with another fifteen years. Then why don't I subtract fifteen from fifty, which makes me thirty-five.

With this idea and confidence, I stopped smoking, drinking, and eating red meat. After three or four years, my health indicators remained normal.

I work at a gas station in a small mountain village. Most of my customers are local residents. There are a few elderly people who often drive here to refuel. Once when I was collecting money, I accidentally saw the driver's license of a healthy old man. The date of birth was September 20, 1919.

I pray to God to let me live to be a hundred years old. I believe that as long as I cherish and protect the body God gave me and enrich my soul, I will live a long life. So at my current age, minus thirty, I would still be a young classmate in the prime of life. With this change of thought, I am full of confidence in my current study and career. I have the opportunity to make up for my missed education, and I still have time to find my lost old dreams.

The policy of the Warring States Period says: Those who walk a hundred steps are half ninety.

The Sanliuzi said: Those who live a hundred years old are half ninety years old.

Written on the three hundred and sixty-five days of persistence in learning English.