Elderly people are beautiful if their river of life has been, through plains, mountains and jungles, running its course as it should. You have really lived your life which now arrives at a complacent stage of serenity indifferent to flame or wealth. There is no need to resort to hair-dyeing -- the snow-capped mountain is itself a beautiful scene of fairyland. Let your looks change from young to old synchronizing with the natural aging process so as to keep in harmony with nature, for harmony itself is beauty, while the other way round will only end in unpleasantness. To be in the elder's company is like reading a thick book of de luxe edition that fascinates one so much as to be reluctant to part with. 　　As long as one finds where one stands, one knows how to package oneself, just as a commodity establishes its brand by the right packaging.