What is the most important thing in a person's life?

When I was 3 years old, I held the lollipop tightly in my hand and firmly believed that it was the most important thing.

When I was 5 years old, I spent a whole afternoon catching the dragonfly. At that moment, it seemed to be the most important thing.

When I was 9 years old, I lay in the shade of the tree with the sun shining on my face. A leisurely summer vacation was so important to me.

When I was 13 years old, I realized that the admission letter from a key high school was very important to my life.

When I was 16 years old, I sat in the classroom with the breeze blowing through the hall and stared at the front. The ponytail of the girl in the seating line was lost in thought.

Suddenly I felt that it would be nice to continue like this.

When I was 18 years old,

I studied hard day and night and prayed to God and Buddha.

Just for a college admission letter.

When I was 22 years old,

I said goodbye to the campus and stepped into the so-called society ignorantly.

A job became the most important thing again.

When I was 24 years old,

I had my wedding.

Looking at the guests and my bride,

She was certainly not the girl I was when I was 16 years old.

I just felt a little regretful.

But at that moment, my bride became the most important person to me.

When I was 26 years old,

I waited anxiously outside the delivery room

The crying broke the silence

I knew something more important was coming

When I was 33 years old

I was overwhelmed by the mortgage and car loan

I felt that money was too important

When I was 38 years old

My father who gave birth to a strong child

began to ask for my opinion

At that moment I suddenly realized that he was finally old

When I was 45 years old

I spent half my life in a daze

When I was slacking off at work with a beer belly

I recalled my dreams when I was young

I never felt that dreams were so important

When I was 50 years old

Watching my son and a pretty good Girl

Entered the marriage hall

I squinted my eyes and looked at my son on the stage, but I still felt that his happiness was more important than my happiness

At the age of 60

I buried my parents together

I became more open-minded as I got older

I didn’t cry

I just felt that my father’s scolding and my mother’s nagging

were extremely important at that moment

At the age of 70

My wife passed away first after all, my son and daughter-in-law have successful careers, and my grandson is studying in another city

I could only wander around the street with nothing to do

I somehow felt that my wife was much more important than the old lady dancing in the square