An old woman walking down a dirt road with a cane
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Vintage photography style ,in the sunset,cold winter,An old Chinese mother stands on a snowy dirt road, Anxiously waiting for the children from far away to go home for the New Year.,Her figure looks particularly determined in the afterglow,My old mother is over seventy years old,Her face was engraved with traces of time,Wrinkles may be deep or shallow,Like a land that has experienced wind and rain,Those eyes are a little cloudy,But it still reveals a kind of persistence and expectation for family affection。 (Wearing an old-fashioned dark blue cotton-padded jacket,The cuffs are badly worn,But still clean and tidy),Her hands,Although a little trembling,(But clutching the old crutch tightly:0.65),in this long wait,Grandma’s eyes look into the distance from time to time,This is a deep expectation and waiting。Her heart is filled with thoughts and blessings for her children,The wind is very cold,Grandma always stood there firmly,touch。when night falls,Grandma’s figure gradually becomes blurry
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Vintage photography style ,in the sunset,cold winter,An old Chinese mother stands on a snowy dirt road, Anxiously waiting for the children from far away to go home for the New Year.,Her figure looks particularly determined in the afterglow,My old mother is over seventy years old,Her face was engraved with traces of time,Wrinkles may be deep or shallow,Like a land that has experienced wind and rain,Those eyes are a little cloudy,But it still reveals a kind of persistence and expectation for family affection。 (Wearing an old-fashioned dark blue cotton-padded jacket,The cuffs are badly worn,But still clean and tidy),Her hands,Although a little trembling,(But clutching the old crutch tightly:0.65),in this long wait,Grandma’s eyes look into the distance from time to time,This is a deep expectation and waiting。Her heart is filled with thoughts and blessings for her children,The wind is very cold,Grandma always stood there firmly,touch。when night falls,Grandma’s figure gradually becomes blurry
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