Young people are happy to meet each other. Then the red leaves form an alliance, have children and stay together.

Now, those lost years, those years we have experienced together, and the scenery we have seen together are all vivid.

But you seem to have forgotten me, too

When I am old, when I should grow old together, how should I face myself now?

When you forget the whole world, what should I love you with?

The lover in the nest suffers from Alzheimer's disease. This is really a cruel disease. It is like an eraser in my mind, slowly, bit by bit, erasing all my memories.

Slowly forget the world, slowly forget what you love, and slowly live like you have never lived in this world.

Every time the old nest visits his wife in a nursing home, he will ask her over and over again who she is and whether she knows herself.

He said that his happiest thing was that his wife knew him and remembered him.

He said that his greatest hope was that his wife would not forget him, and he loved her.

He said that he never felt that his wife's illness was a burden. He is just afraid that when she is about to forget the whole world, he doesn't know how to love her.

In the nursing home, every photo of the lair and his wife together is so warm.

He looked into her eyes, spoiling and remembering.

He would ask her to call him by his nickname, ask for a kiss and hug her, just like when she was a child.

The lair was diagnosed with prostate tumor. ?

He said he was not afraid of death, but he wanted to arrange his funeral.

Never giving up is all your wife has.

He said there were some things he had to think about in advance.

So, the lair came to China will library.

Here, he also made a will to donate his body after death.

He said that in this way, death is dull, but it is meaningful.

In the Chinese Testament Library, I suddenly burst into tears when I saw an old couple making a will asking their children not to lose their temper over a trivial matter.

The lair later went to a nursing home, and he told his wife to live well and live a long life. Even if my wife doesn't understand these words.

Despair, despair.

Where are you going? That's it.

Please don't forget me after I leave. You can live a good life

During the epidemic, the old nest was isolated at home and could not go to nursing homes.

The house is empty, and the shadow of my wife is everywhere, but I can only see my wife through video.

When I was young, I seemed to have a lot of time to spend. Every day, I look forward to tomorrow. Life is like a Buddha, with no end in sight.

But when I get old, every day seems like my last.

Every time I see you, it seems like the last time.

The lair is depressed because it can't see its wife.

He recorded a video for his wife and burst into tears.

He misses her very much. The whole meaning of his life seems to be her.

Seeing his wife's condition getting worse day by day, the lair was helpless and afraid. Heartache, more sad.

My wife and I are trapped in two places, missing each other every day, but we can't meet each other.

He said, I miss you, I am deeply grieved.

He said, please don't forget me.

He said, as long as you remember that I am a good man, a good man is trustworthy. I'm satisfied.

He said, I have never regretted meeting you and falling in love with you in my life. Even if you don't remember me, I still love you.

"Life for the first time" begins with birth and ends with farewell.

The first cry is a declaration to the world, a hope and a joy.

Decades later, when our temples are gray and we stumble, we slowly die.

Just like the poem of the lair, I don't give up everything, I don't give up everything.

We are always romantic about the beginning of everything, but sometimes we can't predict the difficulties.

Most people's lives, it's hard to say what's the specific meaning.

Not surprisingly, most of us are just passers-by in history books.

But we loved, laughed, existed and stood out.

Never come, go where you want to go.

From birth, we are saying goodbye to the world.

But it's still so hard to give up in the end, and I always feel in a hurry.

Perhaps, farewell to this matter will never be ready.

Because we love the people we love so much.