35-year-old: On my wedding day of ten years, I decided to leave this trivial and dull home. Holding the box and opening the car door, the man came panting, held my hand and said in a dumb voice, "There is one more thing I forgot. Put me in the box. " Maybe at that moment, all decisions will become gentle obstacles.
45 years old: accompany my son to the mall to choose a dance machine on weekends. Lu Yu asked, "Is this your sister?" You look like ... "My son smiled and patted me on the shoulder proudly.
55-year-old: On my birthday night, I finally received a phone call and a blessing that I didn't receive when I was young. I've been waiting for this call in my heart for thirty years.
65 years old: I am sitting in a chair on the balcony. Mr. Wang squinted his presbyopia, wore transparent gloves, dipped his hair dye cream with a small brush, and carefully dyed my white hair one by one. At this time, summer dusk, twilight is still full of the sky. ...
70 years old: Magnolia blossoms on the boulevard. He jumped up to pick my favorite flower regardless of his age. Of course, he can't reach them I laughed at him while covering my mouth, and the old man talked about his madness as a teenager.
80 years old: On a snowy day, he and I sat in front of the heater and listened to the storytelling broadcast. The boiling water on the stove was steaming, and scones smelled everywhere ... In the warm air, we staggered and took a nap in the rocking chair. Half asleep, he habitually took my hand and put it in his warm coat pocket, just like every winter when we were young.