Starry, a lonely old man, sleeping in a corner, some people want to know her past, some people want to know her future, and some people don't have time to say, too late to ask, too late to see.

The moment the moon appeared, the old man's heart was cold, it seemed to be too worried, the old man remembered the people back then, his heart was warm, and it seemed that the whole world was in her smile.

If there are two definitions of smile, one is that you have met love, the other is that you have met loneliness, and if there is a feeling on your kind face, then it is the road you have traveled in your heart.

Her eyes, her heart, seem to be a family, do not quarrel, do not complain, go with the flow, even if life is helpless, it is also done and cherished, this is the biggest pattern of life.

Open the window of your heart, admire the stars in the sky, close the kindness, silence is also gentle compassion, once spent your heart to meet, once lost and cherished parting, maybe this is the most beautiful destiny.

The old man's heart was warm, his hands were hot, he took out the lighter in his pocket with his hand, pressed it, and the flame appeared, but her eyes kept looking at the lighter, the lighter can make the flame burn, and it seems that ignition has no meaning for her.

In this way, an object, a look, a warm heart, and a smile are all so charming, the old man seems to understand that even if he lights a lighter, he can't foresee the person who used to be, and even if he ignites the dream in front of him, he can't dream of the encounter in the past.

This maybe, this may be a promise, a wait, a question, a permit, it is a lifetime of waiting, it is a lifetime of watching, in the eyes, in the heart, in the lover's world, this is a lifetime.

How much is true, I can't say, how much is false, I can't see through, it seems that the understanding of the whole world is pinned on a pair of eyes, and it seems that the confusion of the whole world is pinned on the waiting heart.

The old man smiled and lay down, looking at the lighter in her hand, and for no reason, she lit it, ignited the dream in her heart, and then let go.

In an instant, it seemed that the stars in the sky were gone, and even the most beautiful moon was hiding, because she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, alone for a while, without spending money to get drunk, without being drunk with money, without driving a luxury car, without living in a villa, because in her heart, she was concerned about a person she once knew.

What is far away, what is the vow of the alliance, for this old man, a wait, a dream, has been able to accompany a lifetime, do not seek to meet in the next life, do not seek to turn around, but I hope that the quiet at this moment, the smile in my heart will always exist, and I will believe in a distant one.

At this moment, two hands, ten fingers clasped, holding the lighter, as if he had returned to the eighteen-year-old era, as if he had met the person he once loved the most, as if he dreamed of his parents, at this moment, her world is the most beautiful in life, no need to make money, no need to work, no need to worry, no need to fight for others.

The night is gentle, the heart is kind, the person is sincere and compassionate, at this moment, the old man is still the old man, just in the dream, but the heart belongs to the season of the past, there is no reverie, there is no distant waiting, there is no recent panic.

In an instant, the old man opened his eyes and put the lighter in the teaser, just like love meets bread, like poverty meets princess disease, and the lighter hides.

At this time, if someone wants to grab a lighter, the old man will fight hard with this person, at this time, if someone wants to talk to the old man, the old man will go up and slap him, because now, the old man is appreciating his own world, tasting his own time, and feeling the life of life.

It was about early in the morning, and the old man's drowsiness was very strong, and suddenly two people passed by, a boy and a girl, and the combined age of the two people was not as old as the old man.

The boy said, "Who is this, it can't be a dead man."

The girl said, "It has nothing to do with you, why are you asking so much, it seems that your family runs a toll booth, let's go quickly."

After they left, the old man took out a lighter and lit it directly, as if he felt that others were lost, and said, I don't know where you are going, and I am not familiar with the road, so you can go quickly.

It was about ten minutes, but for the old man, more than eighty years had passed, and another man passed by, who was in his fifties, dressed in a beautiful manner, and walked up to the old man.

This man was very rude, and said directly, "You deserve it, you deserve it, no one wants you when you die, and if you don't work hard when you're alive, you should be unlucky."

This man's impoliteness, this man's lack of etiquette, it seems that all his words are hidden complaints, anger, and unwillingness, and after speaking, he left directly.

The old man heard it clearly, opened his eyes, and just smiled slightly, but the compassion infected the smile, and said, thank you.

A word of thanks, how much helplessness, a word of thanks, how much compassion, a word of thanks, how many blessings, those who go don't understand, those who say it don't know, and then the end of the world, or goodbye, it's just the destination of life, this is a lesson in life.

Time has precipitated too much, so that the old man has to say thank you, life has changed too much, so that the person who is leaving, leaving too many words, just like that, I didn't think about it at the beginning, just like that, no one cares about the end of a drama.

There are always restraints, entanglement in people's hearts, there are always joys and sorrows entwined in the heart, people and people, hearts and hearts, there are always chic scatters, there are also chic fates, the old people are old, some people say irresponsible remarks, young are young, and some people do not understand the rules, which is also the state of life.

Stories are always measured like this, life is always weighed like that, a person, a word, an understanding, a scatter, a dream, the last love, just the parting of the ways of life, the last person, just the sea of people on different sides of the sky.

The lifelike world, hidden in the heart of the old man, the helpless ten fingers clasped tightly, hidden in the most beautiful tenderness, the wind and snow, wipe away the beauty of the old man, the years go by, lock away the old man's haste.

It is the grateful heart that gives her brightness, helpless love, a reason to live, a wonderful world, courage, self-confidence, and a life to wait for.

If people will be old, flowers will bloom, the world will change, then when you are old, it is the most beautiful scenery, if the wind will disperse, in the moon, life will turn, then the best smile is kindness and compassion.

The old man's heart seems to be in a dream, the old man's love does not seem to be forgotten, the old man's feelings, it seems to be in a dream, this is the most beautiful time in the world, a moment of watch, a moment of loneliness, the world of longing is the heart and so on is in a world Chanjuan.

One day, the heart will understand, one day, fate will understand, loss and gain are the same value, looking at and watching, are the most beautiful kindness and peace with the encounter.