During this time, I found a strange phenomenon: every evening, a group of grandmothers pass by my house, and every day. What are they going to do? I couldn't resist my inner curiosity that day and followed them. Walking, there was cheerful music in the distance, and the grandmothers went straight to the direction where the music sounded. After a while, we came to a clearing. The sight in front of me surprised me: a group of people stood in a row quite orderly and danced beautifully to the music. If you count, there should be at least 50 people. Looking closely, most of them are old, but they all dance with relish and are full of infinite vitality.
Among the dancing crowd, several caught my attention. Look, the old woman next to me is agile, standard and skilled, even doing difficult movements so well that everyone applauds. Look over there, those grandmothers may be beginners, their movements are unfamiliar, they always can't keep up with the beat, they look clumsy, but they still practice hard. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared before my eyes, a neighbor.