外婆老了。那双绣满了岁月褶皱的手依然辛勤地忙碌于厨房和阳台之间，节奏却比往昔少了一份轻快。满头的华发依然整齐如故，左翼鬓发上的夹子却已不知去向，是忘了戴上么？看遍了人间风花雪月，识透了世上真假善恶的双眼不再明澈如镜，浑浊的，是水的颜色。外婆真的老了。往昔? Grandma is old. The pair of hands embroidered with years of folds still diligently busy between the kitchen and the balcony, the rhythm is less than a glimpse of the past. The full-faced Huafa is still neat, and the clip on the left-wing hairpin has disappeared. Did you forget to wear it? Throughout the world, people have seen the true and false good and evil eyes of the world no longer as clear as mirrors, and muddy, is the color of water. Grandma is really old. Past?