My eyes don't lie

When i'm surfing my friend blog, i heard this song that touch me....

If rose is green and grass is red,
Will you remember what i say,
baby dun forget before you regret,
stuck in my mind, a needle through my head,
the light you shine into the night,
you take away my fright,
and for every time i see you i try
what i try to say is stay with me tonight,
for what i really feel inside,
my eyes wont let me hide,
everytime i see you they start to cry
cause this time my love, could mean goodbye
dun say goodbye.

The story of our own hand

At the age of 20, you will see your hand very smooth, without wrinkles. However, when you reach the age of 50, you look at your own hand again, it will be full of wrinkles. This is the evidence of aging.

But , think of it another way, you do most of the stuff with your hand (i.e. work, care for people, hold hands with your other half). The older you are, the more wrinkles your hand have, the more experience you gain, the more wisdom you have.

Take a diary for an example. At first, before you use your diary,it is new, empty. As day pass by, you will write down all your feelings , experience in your diary. After 10 years, it had become old, the pages turn yellow, and some of the pages are torn out, however, inside is full of writing, full events you gained from your life, your surrounding and environment.

Therefore, don't judge a book by its cover. When you are at the age of 50 , don't just that you are getting old, your face full of wrinkles and not pretty or handsome anymore. Think of the experience, knowledge you gained. Think of all the good things happening throughout your whole life. Think of how many person you had helped or cared. We must think optimistic, think of the bright side then life will be meaningful....