在我家小区的小广场上,经常有一帮退休的老娘们跳广场舞。深秋时节,傍晚时分,她们跳得十分热火,十分洒脱。每当这个时候,我都会在心底产生一个冲动:“我也加入进去,一起跳!”但是转念一想,觉得还是以后再说吧。她们的今天就是我的明天。没有办法。人生易老天难老。不知不觉,头发就白了,老年就快到了。每每看到她们的身影,总感觉有一丝丝的凄凉,有一丝丝的缺失。缺什么呢?缺陪伴,特别是年轻人的陪伴。 In my small plot on the small square, often have a bunch of retired maid jumping square dance. Late autumn season, in the evening, they jumped very hot, very free and easy. Whenever this time, I will have an impulse in the bottom of my heart: “I also joined in, jump together!” But then I thought, think it or later. Their today is my tomorrow. No way. Old life easy to grow old. Unconsciously, white hair, old age is coming. Often see their shadow, always feel a trace of desolation, there is no trace of the lack of. What is missing? Miss missing companion, especially young people’s companionship.