Sentences about holding hands and growing old together.

Hold your son’s hand and grow old together with you

Hold your son’s hand and grow old together with you. I have always appreciated this kind of feeling: there are not too many vigorous and earth-shaking things, but some are as continuous as running water. The feeling; there is not much oaths of eachother, but there is a relatively wordless tacit understanding with flowing eyes... This should be a feeling of "holding hands and growing old together", in a crowd of strangers , in the midst of being lost and hesitating, you are always peaceful and calm - because you know that there is a pair of hands belonging to you somewhere, they hold you tightly and accompany you through all the cloudy days. And all the sunny days until life.

In our ordinary lives, there are not so many Qiong Yao-style love at first sight, and there are not so many emotional stories that are so sweet that they make people cry, and that they are so painful that they make mountains fall apart: in the world of mortals, we play ourselves. , some ordinary ordinary people who live and die. So we cherish our feelings and cherish the oncoming, not thrilling feelings.