Reality series. The first is the closeness of the grandchildren's children, who run wild together and play together without any scruples. The leisurely and self-satisfied youth without pressure, reflected on the older generation, is the daily routine at the dinner table. There was a wordless conversation, the children were polite and polite, and the grandmother was obviously lonely and alienated. It is the eyes that are eager to see the children's liveliness and the loneliness when they leave. The world is so lonely. I am so lonely that I clearly know that there is only myself. I have to arrange everything behind me, no matter how small or small. It seems to be more determined to go to another world, to sell the house, to sell the collection, to sell all the treasures. Because memories are a burden, a burden that cannot accompany the children to the future. The more you know, the less you seem to be afraid of. Let’s argue for the previous argument, we can understand the point higher, it seems that we will understand more clearly, and we will know thoroughly that nothing will stumble in our footsteps, move forward, and walk to the ideal height, all we have to look up to. Yes, it finally turned into a bird's-eye view, so you won't be worried anymore. Grandma should have fulfilled all her wishes, except for the children scattered around the world who get together twice a year, her life is good, whether spiritual or material. Such a person may, after all the complacency in life, the final destination of his wish is only a little starlight for family reunion. It's not that the birthday gift phone promised to be packed ends up in the living room as it is, it's not a cashmere blanket, it's not a published book, and I don't seem to know what it is. Maybe just take it easy and wait for the day to come. Those who leave are happy. When children talk about their mothers, it's like telling other people's stories, but more about the eldest's attachment to the family, and the younger siblings' yearning for the outside world. One wants to stay, two want to leave. Still have to go. It's just that after all the dust settles, it's all smiles and reconciliation. What has not changed is the time we grew up together, and there is always something to admit, we need each other and are missed forever. The treasures that were broken as a child were restored, and it is the most precious time to recover. The preciousness that can be repaired is the beginning of our love for each other even after 24 hours. Our wings are hard, let's fly together, others can't catch up. Let boredom and cowardice, in circles, leave our camp. Transparency is a must.
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