The first half of a man's life was for others。
When i was young, i was working for my family
I was worried about my children in the middle of my life
Save yourself and let your troubles go on。
Until we cross the 60-year-old threshold and actually retire
I don't know what i'm talking about
It's just one thing that comes to mind:
The greatest blessing of old age is never the wealth, not the abundance of children and grandchildren, but the small balcony of one side, which brings flowers and grass, and the ease of life。
You're old, you can't fight, you can't fight。
A bouquet of flowers, a few grasses, which look like nothing but a sense of well-being in the later years。
One, raising flowers and plants, and raising your own body
When you are young, you travel all the time, and there is little silence in your heart。
Always trying to save more money and help the kids。
When you get old, you know, growing flowers is not expensive。
Without a high-intensity exercise, rises daily to water the flowers, pine soil and tan。
Bend over, raise your hand, move slowly。
Sitting by the flower pot, looking at the bud, smelling the flowers, and then feeling bored and wondering。
In old age, people are most afraid to sit at home all day and wonder。
There are flowers, and there are lots of things to do
Eyes are beautiful, physical and mental care is available, disease is reduced and sorrow is reduced。
There's no need to pursue rare varieties, ordinary green plants, seasons, sunflowers。
Seeing the saplings, the pickles and the flowers bloom, the heart is full of joy。
Ii. Weeds don't talk back. We're alone
For most of our lives, we're all living in "mind."。
Watch out for the kids. Watch out for the kids
It's not like we're married, we're buying a house
He's still worried about bringing grandchildren and subsidized children。
It's not until i'm 60
Children have a life, it's hard to be around all the time, and flowers never fail you。
And when you water it with your heart, it seeks to grow
You sit still and look at the flowers, and it blooms, and it won't argue with you, and it won't upset you。
Many old people grow flowers, not just plants, but a companion。
And when he is alone, go to the balcony, and see the grass, and mow the leaves, and say a few words。
Don't look who it is. Don't bother the parents。
Iii. Serving with flowers, learning to be calm, and having a heart means getting old
When people grow old, they see the warmth and the coldness of the world。
In the past, love was more genuine, angered, peer-to-peer, entanglement
I'm sorry about the small things。
It is only after a long period of time that it becomes clear that the grass is dead, that life is rising and falling and that nothing can be desired。
There are flowers, there are suns, there are flowers, there are flowers, there are years, there are years, there are years。
Even with careful care, they encounter yellow leaves, rotten roots and no flowers。
And slowly learn to follow its natural course and no longer press for results。
The older you get, the more you learn to put your worries behind you:
Not angry, not inexhaustible, not self-defeating。
And when the morning springs with flowers, and when the leaves are seen by the evening, and when the sun is tanned, see the green。
There's something in there. There's nothing to worry about
It's the best old age。
Iv. The policies of life reached
Sixty years, half a life。
Slowly you'll find:
Just enough money, enough room, enough children。
There are flowers on the balcony, and there is a view in the heart, and there is hope for the day。
For the first half of his life, he paid for his family, and for the second half, he kept the grass to please himself。
No favor, no favour
Don't look at yourself。
The rest of your life is short. Don't make yourself feel bad。
One window green, a few bouquets of grass, peace of mind
The simplest happiness for the elderly。
At the end
Old man, not wealth, but health
The best is not fun, but peace
The warmth of company, perhaps, is the grass of the balcony。
I've got a few bouquets, and i'm feeling the power of growth
The days are quiet, the years are gentle。
Warm interaction
What do you have at home? Are there any moments during these years when flowers have been cured? Talk to the comment section。
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