Even middle-aged is a nice change after so long you\'ve been young.

life encourages us to love every moment of life welcome with the same joy with which we greet an old friend not seen. The more often it happens, the more we appreciate the fact that we live.

The flowers come summer,
With flowers in it to go away.
And drop us mārtiņrozi,
Another vērdama gates shut.

to you never gets out of work they do to not run out of opportunities, proximity to friends, love and peace of mind. Look to the future with hope, courage and determination, with vigor and joyful mind. Because these are the things from which they can build a life that really worth living.

do not waste time raizēdamies and wondered about the future. It certainly will come - and soon. It is Either I can promise Safely. Instead, stand upright chin uzauj ceļakurpes and go, Wherever your sirdsbalss lead.
At least until the end of the world.

It tells us that strength in wine
More plump,
if it gets older.

There is a inexhaustible source of his youth:
your mind, your abilities, your relentless ingenuity to make your own colorful and also their dear lives.

My life path is dark and tough
Little joy cometh in my breast.
So when you say these things
I feel joy.

Middle-aged crisis will come only when you notice that your children and your clothes are about the same age.

verdure of May, heals the heart of winter wool;
May breezes remain young-old minds.

one body over time can be constructed,
Less substantial step as may be,
After years behind the forest ends
As the migratory chain disappears.

The world\'s honor and shame,
The knife to puncture vāzts,
With eyes forever young
It is the soul to be seen.

Everything has come and been and gone.
Again, I\'m waiting - Eve
jāsaplaukst soon.
As bee honey bear,
so I warm in the sun
dieniņas his life,
tional your eyes.

Livslust is testimony not only health but also the most effective means to deliver from the disease.

against new spring days to go.
To the March storms and for years the mountain.
And Catkins flowering as a cloud.
And the larks singing aiztrenc frost.

You stop for a moment to feel the heart
When excited floors at mid-career.
Streams to snore. The sun shines brightly.
To dream the birds fly towards the winds.

From years of heart need not be afraid.
At the mouth of the brown put the whistles,
Then again will want to pursue after high water.
Then again, you will see: snow flourishes flower.