Xiao Xia, her mother is Chinese New Year's Eve a year old today, and her mother has black circles under her eyes, and her eyes often contain some bloodshots, which makes her look a little tired. When my mother is not smiling, there are already a few wrinkles under her eyes, and when she laughs, there will be many more wrinkles there, so much so that if my mother stares at the mirror and smiles, she will feel that the face in the mirror is scary and strange because of the dense lines next to her eyes.

Mom's face is thinner than when she was about twenty-five, and her body is a little thinner than it was then. But the body feels less light than before.

Is mom old? No, Mom not at all. Could this answer be stubborn? Mom doesn't think so, at least for now, it's more of a fact. Maybe it will take another twenty years for Mom's answer to this question to change, or maybe twenty years later, Mom's answer will be a stubborn one that defies the facts.

Mom is still a young and elegant woman, even if she has a little wrinkle.

About a year ago, Mom decided to grow her hair long and let them turn into big black waves. The realization of this idea is inadvertent, and it is very likely that if you deliberately manage it, it will easily die. Anyway, almost half a year ago, my mother found that her hair had grown enough to be made with a perm tool to make it look like she had imagined. When the whole long hair turns into wavy hair, my mother will give people a romantic feeling of foreign style. That's how it looks now.

Mom's skin color is pale. There was a time when I was very white, when I took pictures with a whole class of Germans, and my mother, a yellow person, still had the whitest complexion in the class. Go back a little further, go back to my mother's memory when I was a child, and I have the impression that my skin is not like this. In the end, Mom doesn't know. Because when they were children, almost everyone was very demanding of themselves. Whether it was my mother who tampered with her memories and scandalized herself through the eyes of a stern girl, or whether it was true that her skin was getting whiter and whiter, my mother couldn't tell. But I used to have the impression that my knees and elbows were pitch black, and there were many freckles and yellow spots on my face. Maybe these impurities are slowly seen and ignored by my mother, and finally I really can't see them, and finally they become blind shortcomings that only exist in my memory, and they are thrown away with the wind. In any case, the current mother is a white woman, and if you stick it very closely, you will see the impurities left by the erosion of hormones on the skin, but it seems that you can ignore it without digging deeper.

When my mother was a child, she had two thin lips, and as she aged, they thickened little by little. When mom isn't smiling, the corners of both mouths will be slightly upturned, and there is a feeling of smiling at all times. Mom loves the way she looks.

The nose is not high, but it is not flat, and the tip of the nose is a small round head. Mom's face is not an oval face, it is a slightly angular face, and even if you look closely at some places, it is not symmetrical. But my mother felt that such a face made her unique.

The body is quite well-proportioned, and it would be better if I could grow taller, both arms and legs. But it's also good now.

Half a year ago, my mother suddenly lost weight, the kind that lost weight all of a sudden. At that time, I took a bath and stroked my body, and found that only the drooping skin was wrapped around the bones. At that time, my mother was a little worried about getting older. But after eating more, it soon returned to its original state.

Xiao Xia, mom is a beautiful person, if you think it's because mom stands on the tail of youth that you say that, then you're wrong. Mom is almost as beautiful as you are now, at a more energetic age, at an immature age, because beauty is a combination of two concepts. She is a combination of what you think of yourself and what others think of yourself. If it's a set of functions, then your opinion of yourself, and even having a larger argument to multiply by it, will affect the outcome even more. When you believe in your own beauty to a certain extent, then the parameters of your own opinion can even be large to a certain extent, so big that the parameters of other people's opinions of you will also be affected, so big that other people's opinions of you cannot affect the result of your beautiful function.

Every year, as my mother grows older, the parameters of self-affirmation will become larger, and now, compared to every moment in the past, my mother believes in her beauty more, and my mother still affirms herself through her wrinkles and gray hair, and regards imperfections as characteristics. In this process, my mother knows that she will always be beautiful, maybe a little different, but she will always be beautiful.

Growing older also brings a very different feeling to the mother, that is, although appearance is an interesting and worthy of taking care of, it is far less worthy of attention than before.

A few days ago, my mother's colleague said that she went to visit the teacher on campus, and when she saw the tall and beautiful college girl, she would feel sad and sad, and felt that the years were unforgiving, and she had almost no way to continue walking on the road, and she wanted to hide.

This feeling is both familiar and unfamiliar to today's mothers. Mom has also experienced before, the kind of vigilance as if walking alone in a tropical forest, the observation of every woman around her and the sensitivity to every inch of her appearance, such a feeling, Mom has also experienced. My mother must have been very beautiful then, much more beautiful than she is now, but my mother herself didn't believe it that much. Mom wants to be affirmed by others more than herself. With such a beautiful appearance but so hard to suffer, that feeling, my mother knows what it is like.

But Mom hasn't experienced it for a long time. That observation and comparison of the self and other beautiful people has now changed, into a kind of neglect and appreciation. Mom doesn't care much about that kind of thing now. Just after work, my mother met two girls in the bathroom. One was wearing a very short white short-sleeved shirt with dyed brown and yellow hair, and a pair of light blue skinny jeans, which were propped up to the brim. The other wears a green tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt and a black puffy skirt with a plump upper circumference but a baby face. Both girls flashed in front of their mothers. Mom was in a trance for more than ten seconds before realizing that the two girls were beautiful and young. This feeling does not make the mother vigilant, but brings a beautiful feeling of prosperity to the mother's heart. Yes, the very beautiful girl who used to be the enemy of the whole world has become a woman who loves all beautiful girls calmly and elegantly. Mom thinks it's better.

Xiao Xia, in the future, you will pass through this black hole of self-criticism and self-vigilance, and you will be like every girl, like your mother, so much care about others and ignore your own beauty. But in the end, you will become calm and elegant. You will find that everyone is beautiful, as long as she believes in herself, as long as she focuses on herself and not to compare, then she is beautiful and dazzling no matter what age she is.