I should pursue
Imperceptibly, I have retired a year and a half, sixty years of age, to savor this sixty years, dream cantabile. Vicissitudes of time record of life under the rough.
To see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. I do still have a short life of sigh. Always want to leave the past many imperceptibly mistakes make up the old days, composed a fruitful golden autumn song.
In the song, is a green, is a landscape scroll painting. Cattle and sheep noisy, streams of people busily coming and going; the birds chirping, mildly sweet. There is a pool of green water, mild tenderness; green tide, merged into a song, cheerful notes, in my heart to play beautiful melody.
In the song, I frown with festive stretch. My eyes gentle like water. I encountered in the life of pain and suffering, but also will be auspicious. I am enjoying the sunset song rhythm, snapping life Zheng, let fly mood spit fragrance of hope.
Stand in the sun, my mood gradually calmed down......
Imperceptibly, in youth, Youth Red shiny. Faith is like a rock, hard struggle with sweat, the tenderness of spring, the summer like steaming blood, condensed into flames like sincerity, to the motherland, to her mother.
