In the end, it is the twilight of the fall, a rain lingering on the ground for three days, causing a person's heart is very annoying. After three days, the rain finally stopped, the sun came out, and I felt a lot better.
The first thing I did was to take my kids to school, and I didn't have much to do. I'd like to take a walk to the nearby square and feel the warmth of the sunshine, which will drive away the bad luck of my heart.
Along the square walked four laps, the head has been slightly out of some sweat, a little tired, so found a pavilion sat down, took out the phone, casually flipping friends.
The first time I saw the movie, I heard a few people talking, and the sound was very loud. Lift your head, only to see three sixty-year-old woman all the way to talk and laugh, toward the gazebo this side over.
By the time they reached the bench, two of the women sat down side by side. The other didn't sit, but stood directly in front of them, cheerfully reciting a poem she had written to her two other friends.
I looked up at the woman. She was a medium-sized woman with white hair and a face that had been colored by age, but she had a stubborn look between her eyebrows.
I did not dare to gaze at them for too long, for fear that they would be embarrassed, and only pretended to look at the phone seriously. But my ears were brought to their conversation. The old woman in the center recited a song she had written, "Butterfly Lovers", and another, "The Beauty of Yu", and then told her companion her story.
The old woman said: "I ah, from junior high school, like poetry, read a lot of poetry, but also memorized a lot of poetry, and then did the language teacher more like poetry, try to write their own, gradually gave back to write addicted to the daughter hours on her birthday to write, the daughter grew up to leave the home to write, the daughter got married to write, the old man's birthday to write.
"I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.
"Anyway, I am happy to write, unhappy to write, so write write on the old." After saying these words, she laughed out loud. A woman asked her: "Don't you ever have a hard time? Are you not afraid of the hard days?"
The woman raised her eyebrows and said: "Yes, but I'm not afraid of suffering, I'm not afraid to work in the countryside, I'm not afraid of suffering, I'm not afraid to work as a laborer in the city, I'm not afraid of suffering, and I'm not afraid to be a teacher. Life is so short, crying is also a day, laughing is also a day, then it is better to smile through it!" .
The two companions next to her gave her a thumbs up and said: "You have a good mind, you can live a hundred years!" The old woman smiled and said: "Thanks to your blessings, I also want to live a few more years to take care of my grandchildren!"
I not only admire the old man in my heart.
I not only admire this old man in my heart, but I rarely come across such an optimistic and interesting old man in life.
We have been trying to move forward again and again, and again and again, we have been discouraged. We are often tortured and exhausted by our lives, and sometimes we suddenly become desperate and feel hopeless.
And the old woman has eaten a lifetime of suffering, but never feel bitter, she will be suffering as sugar, as the spice of life, which is worth all my young people to learn.
In life, whether in the neighborhood, or in the countryside, always see many love to play mahjong old people. In fact, there is nothing wrong with proper mahjong playing, but some old people do not eat because of mahjong, do not do housework, a day sitting on the mahjong field are not down.
No disease is okay, rest two days the body can recover. But many old people have high blood pressure, heart disease, if the rest is not good, it will aggravate the condition, and some will even take their lives.
I remember the last time I went home, my mother told me that a person died in the village, he was only fifty years old, especially like to play mahjong, and high blood pressure, the son did not allow to go to play, but also can not, and sometimes behind the back of the son to play secretly.
Once, played four or five hours, the spirit looked bad, the people at the table advised him to go to rest, but not back. Said he was fine, the results of the back just played a round, slipped from the table, directly fainted. The son sent him to the hospital to save his life.
Later, after being discharged from the hospital, the leg is a little bit not good, the son advised him not to play again in the future, otherwise it will take his life, but he still can not let go. After that, he went back to playing secretly. And the last time, slipped from the table to the floor and never got up.
The mother said that in these years, the land is less, plus everyone is old, each family's land is not much, so a lot of people like to play mahjong, although they play a small number of small, are ten cents and two dollars, but no matter whether the winners or losers, will inevitably be agitated, affecting the mood, resulting in a lot of old people are dead in the card field.
Most of the people who play poker are old men, so there are more old men who die in the poker game.
It's not worth it to give up your life for this kind of entertainment.
Perhaps the elderly, not all like the old lady like poetry, but at least you can dance, practice Tai Chi, you can walk, these are good fitness methods, than sitting on the mahjong field to labor and waste money much better. Even if you want to play mahjong, but also to be appropriate, can not be obsessed with it and hurt their bodies.
Some people have raised a question, asked which age group of people live the best? Some people say twenty, some say thirty, some say forty, and some say fifty. In fact, no matter which age group, all have its own style, all have the advantages that other age groups do not have.
Tong Hua once wrote in the article: "Please believe that the time that has slipped away has aged us, but it has enriched our life. Please believe that the loss of youth is not terrible, the terrible thing is to lose the courage to love the heart of life.
Thus, no matter what stage we go to, we should cherish our time and finish every day. The world's prosperity, we should seriously walk through, for the past, will never regret.
One day, I will also be with the passage of time and old, and no longer have a flowery face, and no longer have clear eyes, but I am still willing to be like that old woman, love of life, love of the world, love of those who once sent me the warmth of the people.
May we all be able to fear the storms of the years and be able to grow old gracefully, in the unseen time.
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