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. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Happiness password

Life is like water in the plain life, a person suddenly breaks into life. Like breeze and rain, it moistens the desolation of life. Not a couple, but a bosom friend. Tired of nagging, and that yellow and wrinkled face. The understanding in front of me is particularly touching because of its freshness. Maybe, don’t talk. Just looking at each other and smiling, I found the feeling that I had been looking forward to for a long time. The initial love between husband and wife becomes a habit. Clearly know the aging of every inch of skin, emotion and body, lazy heart, unwilling to appreciate and understand. The confidante is different, because the distance or freshness adds more appreciation and imagination. Cao Zhi’s Luo Shen Fu made the world fall in love with it. The literary talent is flying. The Luo God in the writing is flowing and smiling, soft and gentle, elegant and graceful, and looks like a fairy. There were women like water in ancient times. They were born in the boudoir, and the red makeup was always appropriate. In Jia Baoyu’s words, each girl was like water, not like the woman-in-law who suffered from the dirty atmosphere in the world. Cao Zhi once had a woman who fell in love at first sight and was occupied by Cao Pi. After that, Cao Pi gave this woman to death, but he gave Cao Zhi the pillow he used. How can you feel about that scene. Perhaps duwusiren, become eternal extremes. It is beautiful because of permanent loss and amorous feelings because of reverie. The confidante also had this reverie. Looking at flowers in the fog, it was hazy and unreal, and wonderful. Etiquette, respect, understanding and comfort are generated due to distance. The considerate emotion is fascinating. Each Other looked at each other and smiled, without saying anything. Some people call this relationship the third dimension. Between husband and wife and friends. We care about each other, and we are at ease. I once read an article saying that smart women do not become other people’s confidante. Because beauty means being considerate, but you don’t have anyone to accompany you when you are lonely. Because you are just bosom friends. Hostess not you. Beauty, sometimes very embarrassing. You did nothing, just because of your tacit understanding. You can’t argue, because people’s imagination is enough to ruin a person’s pure land, making you beyond recognition. The world is the combination of men and women. Friends, confidants, lovers. Family. It is really a topic. How many people are counting loneliness and drinking sadness alone in the thousands of lights. How many people don’t want to set foot on its way home. Perhaps, have, to each other, tenderness. I just missed the time. I felt that I lacked that kind of smell because I was not yesterday. Perhaps, I was once fascinated by my confidante to become a lover and a lover to become a couple. Replace the old wine with a new bottle. People are the product of the environment. No matter how many people enter, they are the same. Having a person waiting for himself and a confidante is enough in this life… it is easy to refuse and choose what you should choose, what is rare is happiness for the whole life. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…