When I went to the playground in the morning, I went with Yijin.
We see others exercising.
Full of vigor and vitality. I think an older person can be so young.
What about me? My body is aging like a zombie and I can't move.
Yijin and I were walking around the playground.
The two of us were talking and we felt quite happy.
I haven't walked with him in a long time.
It's a good feeling.
It seems that I only went out for a walk with him when I was a child.
Later we went for breakfast.
He eats fried buns.
I drink eight-treasure porridge.
We're having a lot of fun.
He asked me why, he asked me to write an essay tomorrow, and I would agree to it.
I said he knew his own business.
For example, when the time comes, he will memorize the ancient poems himself.
No need to rush. He has feelings himself.
We went home.
We're working well together.
He said he was going to eat chicken today.
I promised him.
Now I'm going upstairs to write.
He was downstairs watching TV and was sweating a little in the morning.
The body has a fever.
Pain all over the body, cold all over the body.
But dreams are still very gentle.
I feel like I can live in harmony with others.
Speak. In dreams.
The thing in front of me is to do the handiwork.
Listen to the story. Do live streaming.
Go to the jump order. Now the accumulated people know that I am there during the day.
More and more people will know that I am there during the day.
Hanging to sleep at night.
Why? Because I want to accompany it.
And so it becomes the norm.
February** Dynamic Incentive Program