So we are old, do not know how many past events, can remember in the memories? How much experience, but also remember so clear? Those happy smile, sad mood, sweet moments, endless thoughts, whether it will wander in the bottom of my heart? Whether it will blur your memory?

 

So we are old, will know how to cherish the time, cherish each other. Every little touched can give joy, every warm moment can stretch the mind, every day sunrise on the plains are the most abundant have. Happy in the years superimposed, happiness in the glow in the stretch.

 

And so we are old, with a peaceful heart, looking for a map can not find the village, the mountains have purple flowers of the ancient vine, the foot of a small bridge of water people, so, with your peach source in the quiet, quiet Quietly watching the sunset, watching the smoke curl up, flowers and elegant wind.

 

So we are old, spring tours peach Li Yan Yan, Xia Guanqing Dutch Nongying, a total of Ye Zhiqiu Jingmei, a window of snow Xue Jie clean. You smile McCain I am full of wrinkles, I play that you are white hair elegant, play funny accompanied by day and night, each other to help the Chinese side of the storm.

 

So we are old, perhaps, will really understand, will not be mediocre busy life and frustration, not for the success of the comfort and comfort and self. With the vigorous bending of the backbone, perception of life in the thick and vicissitudes of life; with broad warm feelings, interpretation of the years to give life every wonderful, every time moved, in the sunset, looking back, staring.

 

So we are old, with a commoner, keep a quiet, in a meal porridge plain quiet enjoy comfort. Morning, shoulder to shoulder, sitting under the rain of the eaves, smell the fragrance of the earth, listen to the sound of flowers, the sound of the flowers, the sound of the flowers, The

 

So we are old, the river of life, will be a simple, understand, inclusive and grateful, whether it is hard or twists and turns, are the best gift of life. Perhaps, at that time, live more young than now, at least, we have experienced a beautiful life.

 

So we are old, not because of others words and deeds and unhappy, learned the tolerance of the world and the hospitality of life; no longer fame and fortune, just want to live in a simple nature. Every day with a touch of kind smile to greet life, with a Enron's mind to see the wind light and light.

 

So we are old, life will become extremely warm, mood will become extraordinarily peaceful. Once the ups and downs, has been turned into a tragedy of the years, inlaid in the folds placed; once love and hate sadness, has turned into a strands of hazy clouds, dissipated in the history of the corridor. Children and grandchildren around the knee is the biggest satisfaction, physical health is the most stable happiness, heart hand pull the degree of this life, is the most successful life of each other pen.

 

So we are old, so that the soul purified into a ray of Zen incense, across the years of wind and rain, thanks to all meet; so we are old, the poetic life, in the time to cook the rain, with the thick overlap of life added a satisfactory; We are old, with the soul of the pen, in the fireworks lingering clouds of water, lightly a picture of the most beautiful life.