When the sun goes down,
Still climb up tomorrow.
The flowers have withered,
Next year will be the same.
My little bird flew without a trace.
My little bird will never come back.
I don't understand,
Don't answer the phone.
My little bird will never come back.
A song popular among middle-aged and elderly people,
How lost, how desolate!
Young people are full of energy,
Look forward to the ideal,
Middle-aged and elderly people sigh and regret more,
The old man is sickly and sentimental.
Is the old man heavy?
Disappear helplessly?
No, there is Eden on the earth.
That's a university for the aged.
That is the last class for the old people to study.
A stage and lecture hall for displaying talents.
You can study a major,
Or calligraphy or poetry articles or painting photography.
Or sing or jump;
You can also teach your strengths,
Let friends share your knowledge and energy.
This is a wonderful place!
Friendship is always there and lasts forever.
Old people get together,
Laughter and laughter are endless,
Formed the feelings of old friends.
It is enough to have a bosom friend in life.
How can a group of close friends forget each other?