As we grow older, he left the city
Bought a small house outside the suburban, quiet, peaceful place.
every time, sometimes I sit watching the clouds drifting, sunset glow.
When we grow old, children about the countryside, raising more livestock chickens outside the backyard.
I read books, I'm a tea plantation porch Front
add the pineapple flower, flaunted the day
When we're old, our children have self-motivated.
When we transcend the old, wrinkled skin, hair had.
When we're old, eyes dimmed, his legs shaking not up.
I cry at each other, then lifetime.
and packs all the world, to the skinny palms.
as we get older, life changes and other than old.
Suddenly want to go back to those times may themselves indifferent.
You'll hold me in your gentle come on, waltz as before.
real wine slowly, light afternoon showers.
I stand under the awning, listening to the time back.
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