When We Are Old, Is It Just Like This?

I live in a small town.

In front of the house, flowers are planted behind the house to grow vegetables. There is no Internet to cook meals for themselves, and to raise a big dog.

Do not disturb others, and do not want to be disturbed.

This is what we call heaven and earth.

One tea, one meal, one porridge, one dish.

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Spring flowers, autumn leaves, summer poultry, winter burning wood.

Look at the sun at the alley in the morning.

Go to the fair to buy vegetables and fruits.

Cook and clean.

Read a book in the afternoon.

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Drink under the apricot blossom tree until the moon and dew cool.

When we are old, we have become grandparents or grandparents. Our children come to see you with their children and play and play with your dogs in the yard.

Under the fences surrounded by flowers, it is the age of you and me.

The red house beside the willow trees is the hanging of the deep white head.

You go to fight soy sauce, I see in the back.

32 ruts, one step at a time.

The sunset of life, do not look forward to high officials, do not seek glory, I would like to take care of life, hand in hand.

By the way, plant several sunflowers. When the melon seeds grow well, we discover that we have no teeth.