Yellowed old photos always remind people of warm memories. Even if they once made me unhappy or angry, when I think about them again, they can still warm my tired heart.
If you have ever loved someone very much, then you must have thought about what it will be like for you to be together for a lifetime. Maybe it was a sleepy sunset, you were holding hands, covered with blankets, sitting in the orange dusk. The gentle wind blew gently by, and the leaves in the yard made a "sasha" sound, and a corner of the blanket rolled up into tiny wrinkles in the wind.
You looked at each other and smiled, just like you did when you were young. Looking at each other, looking at the white hair on the temples, the frost on the face and the fine lines at the corners of the eyes, they realized that they had been together for a long time. Both myself and the other party are very, very old. Perhaps with a gentle smile on your lips, you slowly recall the flashy days of your youth through each other's eyes that have been stained by time.
Maybe the sky was high and the wind was clear at that time. Maybe the sun was very bright at that time. The warm white light seems to be the most luxurious temperature in the world. But these things are all because of being with each other, so I feel like this. That's why I want to keep going like this, waiting for a long, long time, until we are very, very old.
Then the wicker chair rocked and rocked, and rocked.
You remember what he once said, why not just grow old together.
You hold hands and then slowly fall asleep. Who would have thought that pulling a hook and hanging oneself was an agreement that could not be changed for a hundred years. Smiling softly in dreams.
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