From nanmencang Hutong to chaoyangmennei street, then to Dongsi North Street, turn into dong48, and you can see the red Polygonum that passed a month ago.
It’s the green brick courtyard in the alley.
You want to activities in nearby hutongs.
At that moment, I thought of my mother in the south.
Because I went to bed late writing last night, I woke up at six this morning.
Life from infancy to youth and then to aging is a natural process, which is inevitable for everyone.
It is a positive and optimistic attitude.
We talk about respecting and respecting the elderly.
When you ran through the alley, a string of happy laughter was like a silver bell One day, I can’t run, and I will walk alone like you.
Not only meet the material needs of the elderly, but also care about the elderly psychologically, make friends with parents, communicate more and communicate more.
We should not only respect and care for the elderly, but also cherish the present, live in the present and live happily every day, so as to live a good life.
They were also dark and reflected the dressing mirror in the boudoir.
I was young and once embraced a passionate life [postscript] October 14, Double Ninth Festival.
“I am old and others are old”.
Maybe it’s only enough time to run five or six kilometers, but we must adhere to the habit of running for a rest, otherwise we always feel that there is something missing in life.
Everyone will grow old.
Young people are constantly bursting with passion, are always in full bloom of life, and use one heart to ignite another heart! (the Double Ninth Festival on October 14, 2021, recorded in the fourth eight articles of the east of Beijing)..
At this moment, does she rest at home or walk alone in the mountains of her hometown? Do you feel lonely A gust of autumn wind swept, rolled up the fallen leaves and blew your gray temples.
Looking back on the road, I have no regrets and no sympathy.
An old man in pink is walking alone.
It’s only time that gets old.
We should not only care for the elderly on the Double Ninth Festival, but also understand the elderly in our daily life.
When I saw you walking alone in the autumn after running through the four or eight hutongs in the East, I thought of my mother in the south.
If you want to run for ten kilometers in Houhai, you don’t have time.
The autumn wind blows my white hair and skirt.
Years and months passed like a song.
