When I am old and old quickly loses all teeth every day, I will be glad, and I thank god, haha, let me die from a step, let me much more mature, a wise, much beyond hope... to... When I am old, I will move the big from the tree, in mazar-e at grandchildren happily, and together they want to go, but I don't anymore, I'll tell them about the story of his father, his father's father, his father's dad's dad's story, they must be carefully listen, I can also speak up her collection in memory, the short story, sweet, grandchildren will be on to see her, but she would like me, became moldy old woman, only from the corner to discern the former melting appearance, perhaps, she forgot, forget it, forget the sketchpad before the bridge, forget all about forgot to forget and the story……