The happiness

Life, everyone is a scent, but also bear the different roles, they like puzzle pieces, accidental combination perhaps can contribute to happiness. And LTBR > I is a good quiet man, like calmly want to question and adrift. When see color in a hurry crowd around form, I guess they each the stories behind the mind wandering flying with the wind, in the heart inwardly secretly pleased. And LTBR > today in the car met an old man, from a clinic out just in time to catch the train home car. The old man about seventy have a few, wrinkles have filled the face, turbid eyes, incomplete teeth, taupe skin inadvertently tell me he experiences the vicissitudes of life. He walked were sent trembling to get on the car, part of a bench to sit down. The old man holding a baby, chubby little face son, sleeping form let a person think of the angels-maybe the child itself is an angel. I wanted to call him come sit next to me, because I sit empty place of the chair, can finally still is not open his mouth. The car continued to open, don't know when I found my old man next to the open, holding a baby came slowly sit down, jolly, let me secretly like not blame yourself. And LTBR > to know what drives I want to talk with him and asked DuoDa baby, his parents how not at nearby, to you so old age also run so far to give him a doctor, the old man said children parents work out, said this his face very calm. I'm all ears. Young parents to live to just a few months old children leave a so old that old man, not a acid in raising, during which time I also couldn't help but see the sleeping child, in the heart then think of their daughter, not much a love of idea. And LTBR > real life to the cruel many young people prematurely bear the pain, suffering, not the tracks outside also can't get children, the warmth of the elderly parents cannot enjoy the old man spend more time with his family. And not mian flow to tears. In my fancy, accidentally see the old man gently kissed the baby's small mouth, black and white beard may be taken the child, the child's mouth and the small ((into the sweet dreams. The old man look let I felt his meet. And LTBR > heart couldn't help feeling of happiness in life: how many people don't know the meet, have more very person still moaning whinge-bags, I hate so a group of people, but carefully recalls, his might it not so. And LTBR > accidentally car have reached their destination, I just came to his senses, quickly take luggage up to get off, leaving the old man and the lovely baby. I think: maybe they are very happy.