01.
When I grow old, the thing I wish for most is to take you with me to my home.
Choose a quiet place, build a small farmhouse, a few acres of paddy fields in front of the back of the dense forest, hoeing field in the morning, planting chrysanthemums after dusk, enjoying the breeze of the cozy, listening to the insects singing pleasant ears, see the mountain ranges of the stretch, and smell the dark fragrance of the mountain flowers.
Hold a man's hand and watch the sunrise and sunset; live in a cozy house with warmth and romance.
The best thing is to have an old ox, put on the plowing tools, I'm in front of the lead, you follow in the back, facing the morning sun and the wind, laboring in the romantic paddy fields.
With the most primitive way to open the life of the most happy, the most simple mode of life.
Love, jumping in the sunshine, jumping on the green leaves of the small farmhouse, not busy, we take a recliner, lying in the shade, talking about the past, remembering the past, remembering every scene of the encounter.
The spring breeze, so Xu Xu came, the leaves rustling, counting the sky flying birds, we look at each other a smile.
That little bird, is it a flying bird from youth?
With the best memories of the past, so towards the sky, spread wings and fly, instantly disappeared in the field of vision.
It's like the rush of years, fleeting, blink of an eye, we have gray hair.
02.
Life is a rush.
Many times, it is too late to love, people are already old.
As we are, when we were young, obviously love each other, but only the ends of the earth, pouring out love to each other, and now reunited, why not live a more romantic, more poetic, more fireworks flavor?
Although at this time, the body is not young and tough, although at this time, legs and feet are not young and flexible, but the heart, still as hot as before.
I once said, no matter when you become fat or ugly, you are my favorite person in this life.
In order to this vow, I will wait for a lifetime, just for the old, and you meet again in the middle of a splendid field.
Love, still fragrant, diffused in our cozy little courtyard, romantic small residence.
A lifetime can get a lover, with which to hold hands, although the palm of the place, are full of poetry.
Life, although the scenery is to see, but with their own scenery of the most important people, there are people in love, and then depressed in the fall, is also very beautiful.
03.
When I get old, I know that you will come back.
Take you, quietly through the alley in front of the yard, walk into our young, favorite wilderness, the wilderness has our peach forest, and the peach forest next to the more quiet ferry.
Peachland ferry, dreaming of the water town, cozy and picturesque, a lifetime in the mind.
The peach blossom is still brilliant, the water of the ferry is still fresh and clean, the scene of the past, once again came to mind.
That year and that month that beautiful moment, we met here, fell in love here, the sun reflects the green hills, the egret flew slowly, a petal of peach blossom fell lightly in your hair, adding a kind of enchanting beauty.
Now, the green hills are still the same, the green water flows forever, although people are old, but the love is there.
The rest of his life, accompanied by you, poetic; the rest of his life, with you on the side, peach blossom brilliant, ferry as yesterday.
Along the embankment of the ferry, we walked slowly, temperament as yesterday, you, reflecting the light of the sunrise, soft picture, once let me return to that innocent age.
We ran, laughed, and plowed our own world with our pens.
04.
In fact, the most wonderful thing is that you can accompany you to see the snow.
You were born in winter and have never seen snow, so if we chose a place where we could see snow, you would be ecstatic.
Overnight, the yard was white, and the sky was still covered with willow-like snow, so gentle and poetic.
I laughed when I saw that you couldn't wait to get out of the yard and embrace the nature spirits.
Because, you laughed, too, and it was a moving laugh, a long-lost sound that should have been made when you were young, but turned out to be decades too late.
You were like a child, jumping, laughing, dancing, the joy in your heart to the fullest, that is the realization of the vision of the vent, that is because of the excitement from the heart of the emotional outpouring.
You kneaded the snow into a ball, a throw to me, and then "giggle" to run away, I will chase after you and say, wife, slow, slow ......
White snow, there are two lines of deep footprints, one in front, one in the back. One line in the back.
Snow, still falling, love, more hot.
The love in the snow, though old, is not seen, the sweetheart, the older the more love.
A lifetime of waiting for you, a lifetime of reunion with your old age.
When I am old, my dear, I will take you with me and go back to my hometown, okay?
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