If we can really grow old like this,
How good it should be......
When I get old,
I want to stay away from the busy city.
Build a house in the country.
Listen to the wind blowing through the fallen leaves.
Watching the running water pass through my eyes.
When I get old,
I want to plant a flower seedling by myself.
Planting small trees,
In the morning, I only smell the fragrance of flowers in half an acre of flower fields.
In the evening, chatting among the trees is cool.
I began to be patient.
Waiting for morning glory to overflow the fence,
The ivy climbed up the windowsill.
Sitting quietly in the yard,
Watching the flowers slowly blooming,
Give each flower a warm name.
When I get old,
I still don't change my mind.
Rain and shine,
Enjoy this rare tranquility.
When I get old,
I'll be on the hillside when the grass grows.
Straw is the shoe.
Put yourself in a green mood.
Before sunset,
Go through every field path.
Maybe inadvertently,
We found a road that no one had ever traveled.
Walking along,
Amazed by the sudden openness in front of us,
From then on,
This is my secret.
When I get old,
I wish only the sky would shine.
No light,
Wake up in the sun,
Sleep in the moonlight.
I think,
The state of old age may be
The mountain tiger crawled the whole house little by little.
Don't be alarmed.
Even after seeing the vicissitudes of life,
Still retaining the most authentic heart,
Show the most natural green.
