Tears, just because I miss you

Where is my marriage? I shed tears, not because I lost confidence in life, but because I lost confidence in love. Since I graduated from junior high school, I wanted to form a family with the people I love. I grew up in the oath of love, but time missed the time and let me leave my hometown. I have been living by myself for so many years. I want to have a home of my own. I have participated in dating activities organized by the Internet platform, but how did I get there and how did I come back? I never thought that I offended men and let me bear such an unpleasant life in the world. So, I cried after I came back. Because, I found that the staff in the platform put me into the ranks of older youth. I don’t admit that I lost my youth. How could I get to today. I can only sigh the bad fate. Many times I wonder why I can’t get the love of men; Why the world of men is so far away from I am; Why am I worse than other girls? I kept asking? I really want to know what’s wrong with my marriage? I just want to have a home of my own. Just like: I want to have a home and a small place sung in the song of Pan Meichen. When I am frightened, I will think of it. I was born in a rural area with three elder sisters and one younger brother, ranking four. After graduating from high school, I worked in a factory near my hometown. I know that being good on campus will not be blown by the wind or rain. Therefore, I want to go back to school again. It is just an accidental opportunity that makes me leave my hometown. One spring ten years ago, I came to Weihai, a coastal city, and asked for help from relatives. I went to the restaurant of Weihai company as a waiter. The salary was not much, but there was a place to eat, there is a dormitory to live in, which is very contented for migrant migrant workers. When I was at work, I saw a guest who wanted me to keep a modern family life newspaper in his hand. I picked it up and looked at it, and found that the words above attracted my attention, and take it back to the dormitory to read well. I found from the newspaper that the words published on it were all about life, which not only aroused people’s confession, but also could be understood by everyone, I also know the author’s mood when writing. After reading the newspaper, I had been thinking about a question. I could also write the words written by others. At this time, I heard another voice of travellers on the radio. It resonates with all roommates. I began to make up my mind to write in my spare time. I remembered that the first essay I wrote was a yearning for thousands of miles in the moon, which was broadcast on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, giving people an atmosphere of family reunion. My roommate heard it and said approvingly, “you can write an article, so do I. The article of one of my roommates was broadcast on the radio station immediately. I don’t know how to write a composition. I have to write a letter to my mother and write a draft. The written text should be played out in the radio station. At that time, I just tried the words written by the idea, because the moon and thousands of miles of yearning were published on the radio. I had the initial desire to engage in writing, and I began to study hard the basic knowledge of writing. Time was like running water. Several years of working life gave me a lot of social experience. He gave me many literary figures and events. Then I had the dream of writing long novels. I have my own chopsticks now and then, thanks to an idea at that time, otherwise I would really be a migrant girl in the working group. I can’t write words. Now, although I have won an honor for my villagers, I also want to use the keyboard to knock out a new chapter in my life. But when I think of marriage, I will still cry. Because, I know I missed the flower season, the best age to choose a wedding. 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