I have an honest man in this community. And he is also the oldest man in the village. His back was bent, but he had these golden sparkling eyes that were filled with mischief.
Every time he lowered himself beside his bed, he always groaned. I mean, he is not happy.

He has tried to call his child and tell him. Why can't I even bend my back? Very well. The daughter already hesitated and then whispered to this old man and told him that it's because he's old and stricken with age, that is why his back is so bent. But. This elderly man is not even having it at all, so he decides not to in acceptance of what the child has said and tells the child. When he was very young, he used to hide under the bed. That was when the back was not even aching, and that was when everything was.
I'm going on fine, I'm good. So the child was not even going to have that story because she still has a lot of years right in front of her, and the elderly man has already used up a lot of years right in her hands. Then the man smiled.
And look up to see if you can do one or two things to keep this child in good faith. But as you all know, some children are not even calm enough to live with every old man.
It was that night this man died. And the child felt that he had lost a large amount of wisdom, down to the grief.