Daughter-in-law is watching TV in the living room

Fingertips are like hourglasses, and the years finally flow away. The four seasons are long and flowery, and the cycle falls off in a hurry, year after year, year after year. Flower heart, into the lost dust. What is an overlapping life? The wind is intermittent, and the rain is intermittent. After the storm, disappointed thoughts were also shaken off. Memory is a sad song of fleeting time, like the loneliness of a song; It was a free journey, a lonely and stumbling step, and it was lonely until the end of the world.