The old man is 70 years old, single, and his son is far away.
He is retired, but in his youth was a vice president of a phone book printing company.
He watches movies, reads books, learns to cook, and travels the world.
But every time he came home, he had a feeling of being alone.
He said: there is a hole in my life, i just need to fill it soon.
Then he successfully entered a fashion Internet company as an intern, an intern for the elderly.
His cloakroom is neat and bright, and his tie hangs one by one. He is simply a qualified gentleman of the last century.
He got his shoes, suits, and shirts ready a day in advance, and set two alarm clocks for getting up early.
He combed his hair neatly and spotlessly.
First day of work. The teenager at the next table took out a USB, USB flash drive, earphones, and a smartphone from a loose bag;
he took out reading glasses, a computer, a pen, and a flip phone from a suitcase.
But he was unhurried and confident.
This is a fast-moving era.
Bread and cans expire in an instant, and love and life are within reach but erratic.
At the age of 20, your residual value is as young and glorious as your age;
but at the age of 70, your residual value has been defined as zero, or even negative.
It seems that society has abandoned old age, but in fact, it has abandoned itself.
I have a best friend who has practiced martial arts since she was a child and knows some Tai Chi, all thanks to his master.
An old man in his seventies.
When I was in high school, the old man proposed to publish a book, a book about his own understanding of kung fu.
Omg. . In my eyes, I already need crutches to walk and a scarf to eat.
But the old man has to devote himself to the cultural world.
At the beginning of this year, after years of collation of materials and interviews with celebrities, the old man's book was finally published.
I was fortunate enough to have seen his manuscripts, like the manuscript paper used by elementary school students, and he carefully wrote them with a pen.
His speech is slow, his walking is not flexible enough, and his heart may not beat strong enough, but I know that his heart is younger than mine, more fun than me, and more fun than me.
The old man I have seen around, only he is different.
The world is always big enough, and only the inner world will be big and small, and gradually closed.
And people, it is precisely this small world that cannot escape.
What is enough to support us to grow old, but still be ambitious?
I think the old man in the movie said this: musicians dont retire. They stop when there is no more music in them.
Music doesn't die, my heart doesn't die.
Life moves forward, and I am interesting.
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