With love, hand in hand to white head

May in the north of the Great Wall is the end of spring and early summer. There are also flowers in full bloom, colorful flowers, singing and dancing. Although it is not as lively as the flowers in the south, it does not lose some charm. May day, neither the spring cold, nor the summer when the light impetuous and lazy. Gentle and not sparse light, warm and unrestrained, the sky quiet, vegetation happy, rare freedom and leisure, the most suitable for walking and playing.

Just recovered from a serious illness mother often accompanied by his father strolling through the courtyard, hand in hand through the corridor, flower beds, pool, the surrounding neighbors are also affectionate to say hello: good health, great! It's good to be cured!...

Mom got viral encephalitis in May last year due to a cold. Although she tried her best to treat it, she still left a nasty sequela of epilepsy. Every time I saw the pain of Mom's illness, my heart would be like a knife. I wish I could not bear it instead. I don't know how many tears I shed because of this. I even went to hospitals in China, hoping to cure this devil-like disease. His father was a very easy-going person, but he didn't know how to do housework, let alone take care of others. In the past, it was his mother who took care of his father. When he ate, even if the rice cooker was placed in front of him, his father would ask his mother to help him with the dishes. However, because of his mother's illness, his father learned to love and take care of others! Dad was there for mom every day of her life. Dad said, come less husband and wife old companion, must take good care of his wife live a few more years, accompany themselves a few more years! Simple and simple words are warm and warm, perhaps couples come to the end, go to the twilight of those loves will be polished into a strong kinship of the years?

What is the happiest thing in a person's life? A reporter once interviewed thousands of people on the street to ask the answer to happiness, but the answer was varied, because everyone's happiness was positioned differently. But at any time, anywhere, as long as you happen to see a ray of sunshine, smell a trace of fragrance, you can ripple a happy person in your heart is a simple happy person. Happiness is the sunshine that without any modification and disguise of the real bright smile, is and loved ones through the bustling streets, through the mountains, Pingchuan, through the wind and rain, rough still holding hands! Just like the warm picture in the classic old song "The Most Romantic Thing": The most romantic thing I can think of is to collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way, to sit in a rocking chair and chat slowly, that is, to grow old with you, until we are old and can't go anywhere, you still regard me as a treasure in your palm...

In the days when my mother was seriously ill, I often saw my father's eyes were red. I knew that he must have cried secretly and secretly shed tears. Now my mother can talk and walk, but IQ is like a child. My father will hold my mother's hand every day for a walk in the courtyard, talking and laughing about the topics of children. I look at it, touched and envious. I think my mother is happy although she is suffering from illness. Those who have a wife will not leave, and they will help each other until they are white! And at this time, my happiest thing is to be able to take good care of the two old people, parents can accompany me for a few years is a rare happiness! Happiness is actually around us, simple companionship, ordinary happiness, with a grateful heart, feeling the warmth of family is happiness, indifferent to each other, together slowly old is happiness!

Love, in the moment of meeting you, planted into the dream, this love is warm life; love, in the moment of meeting wake up, and this love is all, always want to gently say to you, this life is good to meet you! The tenderness of my fingers entwined with my lifelong attachment... There are too many illusory things in the world, too many traps and temptations, a kind of truth, a kind of truth that can be touched, a mutual understanding that warms each other's hearts, a heartfelt joy from the heart, gently engraved in the days of each other's company, happy and affectionate! Love is very simple, simple to only love; feelings are pure, pure only love. Love has much love, as long as there is attachment in the heart; love has much concentration, as long as the road can be kept. Love does not need luxury, only needs to feel; love does not need to be gorgeous, just management. Single-minded feelings are the most gentle force, time and time together is the most insipid in the real possession. Love is a moment, love is a lifetime. What do you want in this life? I just want to spend my whole life for you... Dad, mom that ordinary, dedicated life is worthy of my envy!

I don't know when Suri's song "Hand in Hand" sounded in my ear: Because I love your love, because I dream of your dream, so I am sad, happy, because I pass your way, because I suffer from your bitterness, so I am happy, chasing your pursuit...

Hand in hand is a lifetime commitment, hand in hand is a kind of love, hand in hand is two people together in the covenant, is the beginning of love, is a beautiful wordless oath. I hold your hand, walk in the crowded crowd for you to block the flow of people; hold your hand, through the busy crossroads, let you feel safe; hold your hand, walk in the long road of life, even if it is disease pain, wind and rain rough walk together, love you will hold your hand, heart to transmit the temperature of love, warm your future every day and night; Love you holding your hand, holding you tightly with ten fingers, because you also want to hold my hand like this, for a lifetime... A couple holding hands always gives people a beautiful vision, because the image of holding hands means that the two lives are in harmony, and each other means that they are a whole. Only two lovers holding hands in life are like "Hand in Hand". This song sings, because it passes your way, because it is bitter, so happy is your happiness, chasing your chase...

Mom and dad hand in hand, like a pair of first love lovers so calm, so happy, so classic, so vivid interpretation of the true and beautiful love! Moved to think of that sentence, and son into said. Holding hands, and children grow old together, imagine how they are holding hands together sad, happy with your happiness, through a long journey of life, holding hands still no regrets, sharing weal and woe, helping each other into the frost dyed hair is still beautiful dusk. Years of river quietly flowing, holding hands still wind and rain counterparts, even if the horizon also hand in hand, thousands of miles of smoke waves a total greeting. What a lovely hand-in-hand!

Because I love you, because I dream of you, because I worry about you... Because hand in hand, from then on each other's hearts will have a point of concern, a responsibility, a commitment; because hand in hand, life ups and downs, only to have and their own common experience; because hand in hand, warm each other's hearts, in the plain life will also play a happy music!

Because I love your love, because I dream your dreams... So I took your hand and walked with you to the afterlife. Hand in hand, is the simplest, the most beautiful love! Do not hand in hand at will, let alone easily let go, hand in hand, holding up is a good time; vertical hand in hand, put down forever apart.

Flowers bloom on the stranger, hand in hand, is a lifetime unchanged agreement.

Silently pray for a long life for Mom and Dad, hand in hand to accompany white-headed!

Author: Deep Winter Evening Snow