＂Beauty, come and sit with me.＂ When the 70-year-old woman got on the bus, the 80-year-old man suddenly shouted

　　"Beauty, come and sit with me." When a 70-year-old woman got on the bus, an 80-year-old man suddenly shouted. A voice suddenly sounded in the compartment. Why does the old man pay so much attention to taste?

　　Li Mei stood in the front of the carriage and turned to look at the back row. People's eyes are focused on a seat, and an 80-year-old man slowly stood up from his seat. His back is hunched and his face is wrinkled, but there is an extraordinary aura in his eyes.

　　"Ha ha ha!" The old man laughed loudly and didn't seem to mind the doubts caused by his jokes.

　　He held out a trembling hand and motioned for the "beauty" who was about 70 years old to sit down.

　　Li Mei looked to the side, and the 70-year-old woman's face was a little embarrassed, but she was not angry. She just shook her head gently, walked to another position and sat down.

　　The atmosphere in the carriage was awkward, but it soon returned to normal. People began to be busy with their own affairs, as if the scene just now was just an oolong.

　　Li Mei thought the old man was interesting, so she went to him and greeted him: "Hello, old man."

　　"I'm sorry." The old man's voice is a little hoarse, but it is warm and sincere. "I am old, and few people are willing to talk to me. My children rarely come back and don't say anything to me. I, I just wanted to find someone to sit next to and chat."

　　The old man introduced himself again: "My name is Yang Ming, and I am 82 years old this year."

　　"I'm Li Mei, 28 years old, doing psychological counseling." Li Mei responded politely and felt a little sympathy for the old man involuntarily.

　　"You see, that joke just now was not good, which embarrassed everyone." The old man Yang Ming said with some apologies.

　　"It doesn't matter, I don't mind." Li Mei smiled and tried to ease the embarrassment.

　　"Li Mei, you are a sensible girl." Yang Ming nodded approvingly. "Actually, I'm just a little lonely and want to talk to someone."

　　Li Mei was moved by the honesty of the old man, and the loneliness and warmth he exuded made Li Mei unable to refuse.

　　So Li Mei took the initiative to sit next to him and started chatting with him.

　　Yang Ming told the story of his youth, talking about his wife, his children and his dreams. Li Mei also told him some of her own stories. Li Mei left a phone number with the old man, asking him to call when he felt lonely. Li Mei talked with him on the phone.

　　As time goes by, Li Mei likes chatting with Yang Ming more and more, and his wisdom and humor have benefited Li Mei a lot. And he seems to have become refreshed and laughed more than before.

　　One day on the bus, Li Mei sat next to Yang Ming as usual and chatted with him. He suddenly stopped talking, looked at Li Mei seriously and said, "Li Mei, do you know? Chatting with you makes me feel much younger. "

　　"Really?" Li Mei can't believe it.

　　"yes." Yang Ming nodded. "Li Mei felt that she was young again. At that time, there were infinite dreams and possibilities."

　　Li Mei's eyes are a little moist. Li Mei never thought that she could bring such a touch to a stranger.

　　The days became more and more beautiful in the communication with Yang Ming, and the two gradually formed a tacit understanding.

　　Sometimes, Li Mei will help the elderly, and sometimes the elderly will tell Li Mei some philosophy of life.

　　In this way, time flies. On a warm spring afternoon, Li Mei and Yang Ming are sitting on a park bench and chatting. Suddenly, he looked at Li Mei quietly and said softly, "Li Mei, thank you for accompanying me through this wonderful time."

　　"Old man, don't say such things, we will continue to meet." Li Mei realized that something was wrong.

　　Yang Mingxiao smiled: "Son, life is like this, there are ups and downs. I am old, but you are still young and have your own future. We must seize every day and pursue our own dreams. "

　　Li Mei understands that no matter how good the time is, it will come to an end. But this companionship and friendship left a deep imprint on Li Mei's heart.

　　"Li Mei, you are a good girl." Yang Ming patted Li Mei's hand gently. "I hope you can remember that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must stick to your beliefs. There will always be unsatisfactory things in life, but as long as you face it bravely and believe in yourself, you will definitely go far. "

　　Li Mei knows that Yang Ming's words are right, and she bravely faces everything in life, whether it is joy or sadness. His company taught Li Mei many truths and made Li Mei see the true meaning of life.

　　In this way, they sat quietly in the park for a long time, enjoying the warmth of the spring breeze. Time seems to have frozen, and they enjoy this rare quiet moment in silence.

　　Unconsciously, as the sun sets, a touch of golden red appears on the horizon. Yang Ming stood up: "Li Mei, it's getting late. You'd better go back."

　　Li Mei nodded, knowing that this was the last time they met, and that Li Mei was going to bid farewell to the old man who had been with her for a while.

　　"Goodbye, old man." Li Mei held his hand and tried to make her voice sound firm.

　　"Goodbye, Li Mei." Yang Ming smiled and replied, "Remember to be happy and strong."

　　Li Mei turned away, tears could no longer be controlled. Li Mei knows that from now on, the old man will never appear in his own life, but his teachings and companionship will remain in Li Mei's heart forever.

　　The days went on, but the story of the old man on the bus made Li Mei unforgettable for a long time.

　　Li Mei often thinks of the warm spring afternoon, chatting on the park bench, the wise old man who once accompanied Li Mei.

　　As time went by, Li Mei continued to pursue her dream. Li Mei became a psychological counselor, hoping to help more people get out of their psychological predicament and find themselves again.

　　One day, Li Mei received a letter from a strange old man. Li Mei opened it and was surprised to find that it was a letter from Yang Ming.

　　He wrote:

　　"I don't have much time, and my body is getting weaker and weaker. But I'm not afraid. I want to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, you must stick to your dreams and believe in yourself, and you can do it.

　　Thank you for accompanying me through a wonderful time, which made me feel the warmth and beauty of life. "

　　After reading the letter, Li Mei's tears welled up in her eyes.

　　Soon after, Li Mei received the news of Yang Ming's death. He left this world quietly on a calm night, just like a breeze passing by, leaving no trace.

　　At his funeral, Li Mei stood silently in the distance, watching his body being slowly sent to the grave. Li Mei knows that this wise and warm old man will stay in his heart forever.