When you were a sheep, I was a wolf

In the season of love, girls are wolves, boys are sheep. If the girl has instructions, the boy will follow them immediately, otherwise, he will be knocked down by the other side when holding hands. When we get married, the girl is sheep, the boy is sheep. The girl decided to marry. Extremely gentle to boys. The two were so sweet that they got married. After marriage, the girl is a sheep, and the boy is a wolf. Just a wolf in sheepskin. What about your wife? Drink. Entertainment, late. Routine. My husband coaxed at first, but he couldn’t stand tears one by one. After a long time, he got used to it. Simply no longer ignore it. My wife is a one-man show. I’m tired of it and get used to it. Just sleep yourself. My wife thinks she has grown up and is generous. My husband feels that he has won and become his wife, so he must abide by his wife’s rules. Outsiders say, you see how loving others are. In fact, it’s not that they don’t argue, but that they don’t bother to argue any more. Slowly, time has passed, my heart is tired, I don’t want to toss about it. Let the other side go. Love becomes a habit, and it doesn’t matter whether love or not. Many people are confused about whether there is love between us. If we say yes, we feel that we lack some gods and demons. If you say no, it is a storm. Maybe, I have been used to being lazy, too lazy to reply, too lazy to argue, too lazy to talk about it, and finally too lazy to love. Some people say that marriage is the grave of love. Dead. In fact, even if it is a tomb, digging all the time will always bring freshness. It was we who stopped digging, so it was full of weeds. Combine because you don’t know, separate because you know. Maybe it is because we are not willing to create a fresh life for the people around us, and we are not willing to enjoy the appearance day after day, so love grows old. So that the face that once attracted you turned into an appearance that you didn’t want to see again. Perhaps, when you get old, you will have more attachment when you are late. Maybe the young heart is always restless. When I am old, when I can’t walk, I always want to keep the people around me. Children can’t keep their own lives. The only thing I can keep is my wife. Seeing some old people, sometimes an old man pushes another old man in a wheelchair. Feel very warm. But it makes me heavy. Because their faces were indifferent and expressionless. I really want to see a couple talking and laughing, how brilliant it is in the sunset. Smile and help each other to finish life. Love may often be hidden in a corner, covered with trivial matters of life, accumulated grievances in heart, busy days and restless hearts. Covered with too much dust. Eventually he will die in silence. Perhaps, we can activate the love that we have been waiting. Let him have colorful and gorgeous colors. Perhaps, life should have a brand new interpretation, as long as we are willing. The growing love, a heavy care, holding your hand and growing old with you will never regret your whole life.

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