Old grandmother

Sitting by the old threshold

That beam of dim light

was indifferently dim

< p> In another piece of painful tranquility

Like a withering fallen leaf

Falling in the distance between the treetops and the earth

Falling

< p> This short but long process

An old man's heart is lingering

The most difficult journey home in his life

The old grandmother's face is carved on her face

The deep groove-like lines are like

telling oneself

In the early days of youth

A lonely and empty place

Bear a lifetime of suffering

Death with a head full of silver hair

Lights that flicker in the years

In the late night of tears and sleep

Looking into the night and singing the broken liver and intestines

Going through the years of hardship

Struggle in the sea of ??hardship and desolation

Compressing time in a barren pot and spoon

Complete a broken home

When the memories have dried up in tears

Decades of destiny seem like a moment in a dream

The years are about to be announced

The final conversion of fate

Old grandmother

In the boring dusk light

Talking to herself

As if repenting of unforgivable sins in this life

It’s like praying on your deathbed

The blessings of your children and grandchildren are boundless

The empty heart of the old

A quiet pond

< p> Convey the lingering moans to the living world

Move towards the spiritual realm of great enlightenment

Reach a kind of transcendence

The never-ending spiritual peak

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Grandma!

Your suffering and tolerance are complete

A bloodline continues in the family

The broadness that once spread across the sea

has now become As quiet as water