I met the old man in the afternoon. I haven¡¯t seen him for three months. He has lost weight and is more energetic.
When I saw him sitting on the street, I was very curious, where did he get a stool?
The old man stood up. It turned out to be a foldable crutch. When folded up, it became a crutch. When put down, it became a small stool with a support arm.
I felt a little dazed for a moment. The old man who walked up the stairs two or three steps at a time was finally gone forever.
He took out the private money he had saved so hard, stuffed some of it into the old man's hands, and watched him leave in a car on crutches.
My youth will be gone forever sooner or later
It¡¯s better to cherish your youth seriously, seize the time to write words, and take advantage of the fact that you are still young
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