A colleague I hadn’t seen in five or six years met again when I was attending a friend’s child’s college entrance party. When I asked about her old mother, she said that she had been gone for almost five years and that she was ninety-seven when she died. She is the youngest of a

A colleague I hadn’t seen in five or six years met again when I was attending a friend’s child’s college entrance party. I asked about her old mother, and she said that she had been gone for almost five years and was ninety-seven when she died. She is the youngest of a colleague's family of six sisters. Her father died when she was four or five years old, and her mother raised the sisters alone. The sisters are very filial. The old man still lives alone when he is eighty years old. Every week, the sisters go to accompany the old man. They would complain to us at work on Monday: "My mother is making millet porridge for me again." Everyone was very jealous when they heard: "Your 80-year-old mother can still make millet porridge for you, let's see how good you are." Soon after, I heard She said that her mother was in a bad mood. Because of her small feet, it was inconvenient to go up and down the stairs. She spent a lot of time at home alone, and her sisters were worried about it, so they arranged shifts to accompany their mother. The two retired sisters worked during the day and at night when they were working. , often told us that she and her mother were watching TV series on the sofa, and even stopped following her favorite Korean dramas. Sometimes she would give her mother a small snack and watch her eat it slowly, which made her feel like she was a child again. . Everyone sighed that with the company of his caring daughters, the old man will definitely be happy in his later years. And we, the aging generation, don’t know what the situation is. After all, we are catching up with the one-child policy and . Every family has a child. We don’t know how powerless a child is when facing his elderly parents. A colleague also has a daughter who is married and has a child. The colleague said that he is lobbying the girl to have another child and that he will spend the rest of his life helping her to raise another child in good health. It makes me feel complicated. I am entering old age. I wonder if I can be as courageous, positive, optimistic, cheerful, and progressive as she is. In the tenderness of the years, she is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves, silent, honest, and calm. Tolerance...