When we are old (go back »)
December 3 2008, 3:31 AM
When we are old
Mere old man take us by hand at that time, watch, try flower best bloom setting, withered honour of grass and trees, wear life replace, pass by spring, summer, autumn or winter, years draw a lot of blots with painting brush volume border in we of it inadvertently, one that is you and I dark to take place, choose, dye pale. We lead to set about, have in the setting sun in night winds, by the brook among tree shade, in staring, become old in the honeyed purpose of the dense feeling slowly together.
Till that time, I will get sun in the courtyard together with you, will shine those old bright memory between us; I should wait to get those flowers and plants with you, water they and turn over the soil, water our continuous affection together too; I want, give you study in article that I write have little poem that I dote on, see whom you turn head see me, endless and gentle.
I can imagine, till that time, you with full of wrinkle hand to cover with callus, touch I at the silver silk all over the face gently, tenderness in the eyes is filled with the whole room; While crossing the road, you walk in the front, take me by hand, Electronics Contract Manufacturing easy life showlead me to arrive safe and sound on the opposite side walking haltingly; In rainy day, we sit by the window in the wing-room, listen to the patter of rain of patter while cracking chattering; Fine day, you and I sit on the rattan chair in front of the door, are knocking the melon seed with two dentures, I bite the thing with sand walnut for you when it is being young that say.
Get there, I want, wash hair carefully for you still, compare with you until whose dark hair large; I want until bamboo hand pay special attention to, itch for you only still, seize the chance your armpit of Kazakhstan, see you smiling in a complete mess; I want, full of one basin steaming hot water for us in winter still, share bubble fun at the foot with you: I step on you a kick, you step on, return me a kick, I smile, insert with two toe head little toe of you play stealthily, spatter a place of water, laugh heartily in a place.
Till that time, you will be still talking in professional jargon with that humorous intonation of yours, I, will see me pretending the angry look, smile fatuously happily; Till that time, I am that you sing the song that I like when being young gently with the old sound, listen to you pretending to laugh at me, say I sing very unpleasantly; Till that time, we will see descendants saying to us while celebrating the New Year around attending upon and pleasing by the knee together: "May two old age have today every year, have today all the time, always strong in, it is the younger to live. " Will we be so gratified that one's eyes brimmed with tears at that time?
When we are old, I want a picture of picture. Draw and is led to set about by we with gray hair, look at it opposite to the river of years: I who am young, the smile nestles on young your shoulder brimmingly, listen to you saying to me: "Where it is getting old as us either go, I will regard you as hand at heart treasure still. "
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