ASTIGMATISM

Never rget, our skins shrink when we get older.

Our eyes get dull and our teeth may begin to descend from their throne.

Our waists get bent by chance and the once beautiful cheeks begin to tremble.

Our walk becomes elephantic.

Never astimatise, for life is like a flower.

It blossoms in the morning and withers in the evening.

Or child, the old ones were once beautiful and smart.

Honor her and show him respect.