My ideal life in old age is to be sober, healthy and wealthy, every day to stroll around the park to slip the old class to stay in the boredom with a SLR and the old man horse event run tired and back together, peace of mind to live a slow life of their own to get a vegetable garden a little bit of their own favorite dishes.
Nothing, with children and grandchildren children and grandchildren are big enough to raise a few cats and dogs there are netizens said to be a stretching mouth meal to mouth. The first thing I want is to be able to travel at any time and have the money and freedom to do so.
I hope that others say that my old immortal old Deng body is really hard, and even be able to after the old will squat in the square next to see a group of amazons jumping square dance to do a gold and elegant tart old man. In addition to this. Also hope. Like to be able to accompany around, good friends we live together in the nursing home every day mahjong. All right, go out and walk together cooking, buying food anyway is that kind of slow life.
I also hope that I will be able to live as a child in the old home in the grandparents often over the old chair to burn a pot of tea. Read a book, summer under the trees in the cool, listening to the robin call nap, winter in the bungalow to see around the white snow covered slopes. Enjoy, carefree, every day that remains.
Ideal old age should be such a face shower in the early morning mist drinking porridge, looking at the scenery of the mountains in the recliner, listening to the songs of youth pulling around the hand of the favorite person to stand up and tell her that you love her to breathe the fresh air on the mountain and he strolled in the mountains and forests. And so it goes on and on.