If not dragon boat

Elderly people need but is a balm, a care, a mind.
Early in the morning to vegetables city to buy some chicken fish dishes, a hours' drive, stepping on wheat go about a two road miles, hot full head big sweat but is already a noon, to just know, if did not go to, then they are going to fry a vinegar potato silk slip do observe a festival, because we don't think back to, so casual with his feeling sad moment, suddenly.
For a long time not to burn GuoZao, recall some year Fried flavor of the black sesame, a straight want flow saliva, followed by the fire, busy cooking a noon eat dinner somehow, but I haven't found, they lost, appetite also decrease greatly, so I stay looking at their eyes, hair acerbity, until the bowl of edge increased force, bowl many a piece of chicken meat.joanjudy exblog blog
Not to think about how they risked so hot weather to buy zongzi, too much sun wheat, road car is unable to walk and turning back, to this day I go, and they somehow to eat their bag of rice dumplings, rice was not moved a few mouth, the table is many a few in the rice dumplings ZaoHe, I think this is more of a comfort for it.
To finish the scrub of boiler bowl gourd ladle make the bed has been moved to the ceiling fans, on the shop straw mat and a pillow, I lying in bed late sleep themselves to blame is not really this is it empty all don't have? I'd like to spend some time with them, but now they no longer picked up my ass in the car, or the sunset in play and I whisper talk, speak some story or reasonable to me.
She got up earlier than I, narrow her eyes but I stole see her footsteps of the footstep and gradually angular figure, I then arose, and sat in the bed, brain blank, and then to go with them, the table is chat before to buy him a few of the half and half refers to thick book, has been watching him two this, this already more than half a page of placing his reading glasses, maybe they really lonely.
He cheerfully and I talked about the former story, his life, his bumpy, he once the hair of his family history, the look in the eyes of the even energetically, can this story I heard no fewer than a few times, but in this case, I finally leave his more recent.
I am afraid to lose them.
This is I've always dare not to admit, when he told me over the life, he believed finally lucky off the hook laugh at the moment, I stand to want to cry, in this moment I finally admitted that they really was very old.
My older one year old, and they, if it's so old one parallel, I hope stay forever in the moment, but but just expect. Time will never go back for anyone.karenjulia exblog blog
Just one day in the past, and to leave immediately, like ten years ago, they were standing in the crossroads as looks me until I become in sight tiny black spots, I was afraid of the leaves. In the shoes of the change when far but I heard she said to him, she is to go to see the kind, change a shoe already. At that moment I'd like to stay, but I have to leave.
Read all the way in the car, thinking about them until violently brake noise on, found that the car is tilted 45 degrees, 20 centimeters or so is ditch, get off to watch good essien provincial highway 201 stick to block, or I can't see the sun of tomorrow.
But a few hours, can leave I miss them.