I think I suffer a little loss every day and return all my blessings to you? ; ? Mei Ting, do you want to stand on your own feet when you grow up? ; ? You take a crutch, and when no one comes to help you in the future, you go by yourself? . The love between the two old people is nothing vigorous, just a long stream of water, but it warms people's hearts.
I came all the way with Jiang. They are childless and cherish each other more. Teacher Song is seriously ill. Aunt Jiang didn't dislike him, but carefully wiped his body and took care of him. That's touching enough. They all say that a friend in need is a friend indeed. The harder it is, the more you can see the truth.
And the part in the ward is even more touching. In fact, the illness dragged on so seriously has something to do with those two damn nephews. However, Mr. Song did not resent or scold, but calmly told Aunt Jiang about the aftermath. ? Key money? We young people listened to the old jokes for a long time, but we said them affectionately from Teacher Song. What worries you most is not worldly things, but yourself.
After the death of Teacher Song, Aunt Jiang's spiritual world collapsed. Although the appearance is still calm and stable, but speaking of? Teacher Song? Three words, but there is bitterness in my heart that can't be suppressed anyway. The video recorded by the notary office, every syllable, shows the love for the beloved.
Perhaps the fire of love is really eye-catching when it is burning, and that kind of fanaticism and dazzling makes people yearn for it. But after years of baptism, the love that has settled down is more deeply rooted in people's hearts. It's not that hot, but it's warm, and there are thousands of words, and Hua Song has company.
Dressed in a straight suit and a cheongsam, the two old people accompany each other, and their figures blend into the afterglow of the sunset. This warmth moved us, let us see a kind of beauty in this impetuous world, and see the most authentic appearance of love.