Seeing me staying up late learning to write, my husband said that people over fifty don’t learn art. I am helpless.

I don’t think what he said is right, but it still makes sense. There are really not many people who are as lucky as Grandma Moses, who can still do what she likes and achieve satisfactory results when she is over eighty. It is true that most of us who go to learn skills after fifty are in the minority.

I feel helpless because when I am about to learn a skill at the age of five, the pressure of life and my own inner confusion often make me hit the bottom, causing physical and psychological changes. You are completely unknowable, and sometimes you can't even control your emotions. This may be one of the main reasons why people don't learn art after fifty.

I lament that time flies by and youth is gone.

I remember that when I was in elementary school, I always hoped to be a promising girl. When I returned from school and found a good job, I expected to marry a husband who had both ability and political integrity, and then... The pressure of getting married and having children made me dwell on the minutiae all day long, and I was unable to really get down to asking myself what kind of person I wanted to be.

Now that I am over forty, I torture my soul again. I want to do the things I like, but I feel that I am unable to do what I want. I lack the passion and blind obedience. Only then do I deeply feel that I am the best. , the age when you should be yourself the most, but you are fettered by trivial things in life. When I insist on doing it today, I have lost the persistence and energy I had at that time. Perhaps cherishing the present is the best plan for the future!