Touching your hand, I feel hardship.
Unconsciously, your sideburns have grown white hair.
Quietly, you have wrinkles around your eyes.
There are ten points in the sweetness of the world, and you only tasted three points.
Listening to your concern, I took over confidence;
Looking into your eyes, I see love,
There are old and young people holding laughter in your hands;
No matter how hard and tired you are, there is warmth on your face.
There are three points in the bitterness of life, but you hold ten points.
Hand in hand, we walk under the same blue sky,
Look up at the stars, with your sweat and tears.
Look down at the ground, that golden wheat is your treasure,
Just like us, we can't bear to put it down and lift it.
Look at my grandparents around me,
When are the wrinkles hidden under the smile deeper and more?
Think about what we can do,
Make way, hold an umbrella and get a bright smile.
There will be one more shining star in the sky!
Cao Cao's "Although the tortoise lives long"
Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments.
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.