I would like to tell you something of my seeing on my way to work. Some simple dialogues move me and make me feel warm.
On bus, there are so many people. The protagonists just near my side. There are two old people, a lady and man, I think they are couple. They both more than seventy years old. The old lady took a seat, then stood up to ask her husband to sit down. The old man sit down calmly. There is no more communication even without a smile.
The second scene is the old lady help her husband to tie the button near his collar. She tied his button with a little toilsome and her hands shivering. In my eyes that is happiness.
The third thing is the words of the old lady, she said to another adult woman”the trousers I bought last year is so ugly that I will never wear it one more time. So ugly…”. I heard and smiled in my heart, maybe my face smile, too. That’s so interesting in my mind. Just like a young lady want to tell her lover that she really has high taste of wearing clothes etc.
I smiled out without any thinking. That is really very astonishing me all my way to my company. I just witness their small and simple happiness among the crowd. Suddenly I get the word that “love really means ‘Hold your hand to grow old’.”
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