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The feeling of old people picking up garbage

There is an old man in the community, who looks over 70 years old. He is particularly strong, tall and thin, neatly dressed, and his wrinkles are full of melancholy.

Go out early and come back late every day, rummaging through the trash cans at the entrance of each building, picking up paper films, plastic bottles, cans and occasionally carrying beer bottles. The aunt who cleaned the corridor in the community has never robbed the elderly.

Looking after the old man's clothes is not because money is tight at home. The old man should have nothing to do, and it takes time to clean up these things. There are many young people in the community, and the old people are just old people. Occasionally, the old man sits on the Little Square in the community, listening to his mother talking with her children and never saying a word.

One morning, I went out at eight o'clock with my child in my arms and saw the old man walking towards their unit door with a stack of films. People get old and sleep less. Maybe all the children at home have gone to work, and the old man came out to stroll and pick up things.

When people are old, they feel less, have less things and have more time. Filial children will naturally not give the elderly less food and clothing. But when young people go to work, old people begin to endure a long day alone.

My grandmother was 84 years old when she died. She was looking forward to my return. Sitting on the kang every morning in winter, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and trousers, I feel "taking off this dead skin every day and dragging it to death ..."

Old people in the village can sit on the wall with crutches and chat with other old people and listen to young people in winter; Old people in the city can chat together if there are many old people in the community who can chat. If there are few old people, you can only live day by day.

My uncle, a 60-year-old man in the village, came to my house for one night the other day and went back. He is very unaccustomed to staying here. You have to enter the door of the community, the door of the unit, and you will faint when you take the elevator. The toilet is not used to it, and the building is not as spacious as the big adobe house in the village.

It is said that young people who come out of the village cannot integrate into urban life and return to their hometown in the countryside.

Old people who come to the city from the countryside may not be like this. They can't cook. When they go to the children in the city, they are not used to eating and living. There are also places to spend money in the city, which saves them a lifetime and makes them feel distressed when they look at what they buy.

The children pulled the old man to their side, originally thinking of convenient care. The children get off work in the morning and go home at night tired like dogs. How many of them are willing to chat with the elderly and recall the past?

I hope you can spend more time with the elderly, put down your mobile phone and TV, talk to the elderly about the two dogs in the village, find out which generation of relatives the uncle in the east of the village is, and listen to their stories in those two years.

An ancient family is like a treasure. If there are old people at home, they can always know the story of their ancestors.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the son wants to be filial and close!