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One day we will grow old, and I am willing to stay with you until old age, until our house is covered with succulents. If one day you find plants starting to climb onto your house, do not reject them. When the house grows old, and you and I grow old too, the old house...

One day we will grow old, and I am willing to stay with you until old age, until our house is covered with succulents.

If one day you find plants starting to climb onto your house, do not reject them. When the house grows old, and you and I grow old too, the old house will be draped in thick new life, no longer afraid of wind and sun, no longer afraid that time makes us old.

Just as the succulents in the house may look poor, winter goes and spring comes, and the succulents will color up again, while in our dreams youth remains.

One day we will grow old, just as the flowers and plants on the wall will wither, winter goes and spring comes, and the flowers and plants will bloom again, while in our dreams youth remains.

An old house, a stretch of light and gentle years, a stone bridge in front of the gate, where I once held your hand and walked across.

When I first took your hand, the Boston ivy had just begun to sprout; when white hair covers both our heads, the Boston ivy will have covered our home too.

I want to sit with you in the setting sun, drink a cup of tea, and chat again about the sweet words of those years~

I want to watch with you the Sedum rubrotinctum of spring, the Cotyledon tomentosa of autumn, then sit with you in the setting sun, drink a cup of tea, and chat again about the sweet words of those years.

The wind rises, and the dandelion fluff dances with the wind. The flower loves the wind, leaves, and softly sings of the dandelion's love in this life. As long as a clear breeze escorts it, the dandelion's pure white love will drift and scatter with the wind. Wherever it lands on an inch of soil, it can take root peacefully. When next year's spring breeze turns the hillsides green, it will repay the earth with a touch of new green, grateful for the nurturing of the fragrant soil, grateful for the moisture of spring rain, grateful for the warmth of the spring breeze. At this moment, there is a little joy in my heart: leaving, it turns out, is also a kind of blessing. Sometimes, in life, a kind of leaving is for a better rebirth, for better appreciation of life's scenery.

In a long life, words seem long yet are short, and time is always hurried. No one can be anyone's forever; only the ideals in one's own heart last until old age. Yet reality is always far from the ideal, always hard to reach. Only by constantly encouraging yourself is there a way out. Sometimes, this world is very big, so big that we have no chance to meet in a lifetime. Sometimes, this world is very small, so small that a single look up and I see your smiling face. So, when you meet, be sure to be grateful; when in love, be sure to cherish; when you turn away, be sure to be graceful; when you wave goodbye, be sure to smile.

Only when you learn to let things take their course in life can you live at ease. Letting things take their course is a kind of broad-mindedness, a kind of maturity, a confidence and command of one's own inner self. People who let things take their course can always find in adversity the direction to move forward and maintain a calm and joyful mood. With a heart that lets things take their course, you will find that whether the sky is overcast with dark clouds or bright with sunshine, whether the road of life is rough or smooth, there will always be a calm and tranquil peace in your heart.

Let me, in this life, live in your heart, and accompany you to watch the gentle stream flow on. Let me live in your heart, storing every drop of happiness, turning it into the gentle stream that flows through this life. One you, one heart, a whole lifetime.

And let me accompany you, idly watching the flowers bloom and fall before the courtyard, calmly watching the clouds roll and unfold in the sky. By the water's edge, filled with a clear fragrance. The bright moon and clear breeze carry the fragrance far, the gentle stream flows on with endless affection.

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