Letter to Miss Lover Fan Dear:
From the moment I made up my mind to associate with you, I decided to accept you, whether rich or poor, and share joys and sorrows with you for a lifetime. Later, naturally, I married you. I think there is nothing wrong with my choice, because loving you can contain everything about you and give you all tenderness. Because of you, home has become my harbor. Here, I can tell all my troubles and sorrows, and I can enjoy the joy and harvest of success with you. I have no scruples, live a down-to-earth life and enjoy myself.
I remember when we first got married, we didn't earn much, and our savings for one year were not enough for one person's monthly salary today. But I don't mind living our lives with limited income. Every income we get is a harvest we have, and we share a little happiness with each other. Our goal at that time was to make more money. So we spent two years. Later, we bought a new house. At that time, the money we earned was to decorate the house and repay the loan. We lived like this for five years. These days, our income is also increasing, but we share every property. In 200 1 year, we had Bao Xiao. His growth brought us a lot of joy, and the three of us lived a happy life despite financial constraints. I remember those months in 2003, when you were temporarily absent from work and rested at home. I don't feel that I am bringing home the bacon at all, but that my home is ours and my income is your income. Every penny I have is public property. One of my 200-yuan red envelopes is also our property. I will discuss it with you if I want to buy something big. Private money, in my opinion, is unnecessary and should not exist between us. I never thought about it. I just remembered today. I think money is something outside the body, and we can have each other's hearts and minds. What is money? We come out of difficulties together, and we can have each other when we are in difficulties, and the same is true when we are rich. I remember that one Spring Festival, your former company gave you a year-end bonus of 1800 yuan, which was equivalent to more than two months' salary at that time. You told me at night that I wanted to share the surprise of this moment with you, which is still fresh in my memory.
However, now that you have changed, my sense of sureness is gone. You have your own private money, your salary becomes your domination, and what you buy for your family becomes your contribution. What disappoints me most is that while I plan to save my salary and repay my loan every day, you are also saving your private money with peace of mind. You think that's what you get from extra work, what you should have, and what you should control. Keep it for yourself and never let me know its number. The seven-year itch is a classic experience. You have just been married for about seven years, and you are no longer the same person. I think you are mine and your income is my income. You don't care, but I think private money is the gap between you and me. The bigger the number, the bigger the gap. It hurts me and our feelings. Because its existence shows distrust. Between husband and wife, what is more important than having each other. The people around me are my parents, my aunt, my brother and my colleagues. They all live a transparent life, at least in terms of money. I remember, my parents and my father went to the fair and came back to explain to my mother how much they spent. Later, my mother earned more than my father, but all their money was put in a fixed place, and both of them knew each other and could use it. They have worked hard all their lives in order to save more money. I remember when I was in junior high school, my mother would tell me from time to time how much money was saved and how much money was earned at home. Why can't you let me share the joy of your harvest with you? Why, we can't have the same goals in life and be happy for the realization of each goal. For example, we can plan to change furniture in five years and buy a car in ten years. Let's save money together and enjoy the pain and joy in the process of achieving our goals together. Once one day, you use your own private money to achieve a goal, you may see it as a kind of contribution to your family, not something you should create for your family. You will have a sense of accomplishment, but I won't, because you brought it. At this point, happiness is no longer synchronized. Maybe I think too much, but this is not the life I want. I don't like hiding too many secrets under one roof.
For a while, I felt unhappy in my life. It's not the amount of money, but this behavior. I'm beginning to become suspicious and distrust you even more. What you earn now is still small money. I can't imagine when you make a lot of money. I have income now. What about when I have no income? You make me feel that you are a person who can * * suffer but can't * * * be happy. You said that all the money you spent was negotiated with me. Did it cost 400-500 yuan to buy Bluetooth and mobile phone cards? For me, if you have private money, it means you have your private life. I may go on a business trip to try a relationship. It pains me to think about it. The outside world is complicated enough. I don't want to go home and secretly love the person I love. I'm so tired. I believe in your character, but I don't believe in the world of flowers. There are too many temptations outside.
Honey, I've said enough. My request is simple. You can keep the money you earn, but you have to let me know how much, how much we have together, what we still need to fight for and what kind of goals we need to pay for.
If that's not enough to convince you. I have the following plans:
1. I don't care if you pay back the 6,543,800 yuan owed by my sister, because you earn more, you pay it yourself.
Second, starting from this year 1 month, I will give my family 500 yuan every month, and you will give it to 700 yuan every month. For public use, other money will be saved and spent by individuals. If you want to buy something big at home, both of you agree to split it equally. If one of you disagrees with the other, it's up to you to pay. I'll pay you a large fee of 5: 7. One person spends his own money, and the other person is not allowed to interfere.
Third, when you don't feel the need to be together, you will be separated. These are my sincere words, but this is not the life I want. I want to live the same life, without scruples and suspicions, even if it is poor!
Dear, our life is up to you to choose!
XXX
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A model letter to miss your lover 2 XXX:
It's fall here. Do you feel cold? If you don't feel it, it proves that you are damaged. If you feel it, it proves that we are under the same sky.
I feel cold in bed, but I still sleep with the fan on and the quilt covered, because then I can call it a word? Is it cool? . But let me ask you a question. Have you ever been frozen at night and complained?
I always say my handwriting is ugly. Actually, it's just ugly grass, but that's called personality. Compared with that kind of well-behaved handwriting, people feel too rigid and unintelligent, because words are your shadow, express your feelings and penetrate your heart, so you can write whatever you want, and naturally you will scribble.
To tell you the truth, husband, I really like you in my heart. When I am like you, I feel so sweet. When you are wronged, think that although you have a husband far away, he will give you the warmest and safest hug. He will use love to resolve all your unhappiness and always give you the warmest and most sincere smile. But I can only imagine all this about my husband, but I can't see it with my own eyes, because we are far away.
Dear, sometimes I really want to go home and work, but I have to start from scratch when I go home and work. I can never give up this nursing career, because my parents will definitely not agree, because this is their expectation, and they have placed too much hope on it. I can't let them down, it's too unfilial and disrespectful.
However, the world is a collection of contradictions, and I just have too many intersections with contradictions. At this intersection, I am suffocating, so I can only find a place to live, but I can't hold my feet better. Sometimes I feel that you are an invisible belief in my heart. As long as faith exists, it will break through infinity, which is the strength and pillar that parents can't give. But sometimes I am so scared, afraid that the fire of faith will suddenly go out and the source of strength will dry up invisibly. At that time, no one would listen to his heart, and his feelings were nowhere to tell. Will my husband be like that? Would you please not be so cruel? You always say that you will live up to your conscience, but I really don't know what conscience can measure and what can be used to characterize it. Because conscience is only a part of public opinion, it has no rights and obligations at all, and there is no legal guarantee.
The ancients said, born in me, why did God give me love but make me miss? It is really bitter. I think there will be bitterness and sweetness one day, but it's really a long day. There is no light in the darkness, and the faith in my heart is vague. The sunshine in the daytime shines in my heart, but it can't warm my deepest heart, because my deep love is pinned on my distant lover, but I don't know him. Ask yourself a thousand times a day, how are you? My dearest person.
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light. However, when I found the light, I was afraid. What? I'm afraid that one tenth of the love you gave me will stay in that black night. I wonder if you will agree with me. Your appearance is weak, but your heart is strong. However, I am the opposite of you. I am strong on the outside, but sensitive on the inside. I don't know what it would be like for others to hurt me. I know that if you hurt me, I will have nowhere to live, maybe I will write too pessimistically, but now my letter is particularly in line with my heart. I'm so scared, so scared, honey, what can you tell me?
Honey, will you bother me one day and leave me alone? I don't ask this question again and again, but I always ask this question unconsciously. My inner thoughts leap from the page invisibly, and I also write down my inner fears and anxieties in silence. I am not as calm as others, but I describe my feelings with my truest impulse and fill my strongest love with my most primitive ideas, husband. I hope I know clearly in my heart what I am like in the heart of the person I care about most, okay, husband? Will you tell me?
I don't know what I think, but I only have one request, that is, love each other for life. Okay, honey?
Honey, what do you think will happen if you lose me one day? Will it be sad? I don't know if writing to you like this will be laughed at. After all, in this high-tech era, I have entrusted my feelings in the most primitive way. Is it a bit stupid to write down my thoughts with the stupidest paper and pen? But I always feel that the most primitive things often represent the purest feelings, don't you think?
Maybe sometimes we have friction, which is normal. When two people are together, it is inevitable that they will have different understandings and views on some things, and it is inevitable that they will express their views. So we will all stand in our own position, and no one is willing to give up first, especially the proud me. This kind of performance will be vividly displayed on me, so you should tolerate me with your most tolerant heart, okay? You must remember! If you can't remember, let me run back to my mother's house in a rage, and I will never come to our house again! Let yourself live alone, and don't regret it then. You also said that no matter who was at fault, you would apologize to me first within 12 hours, but I think 12 hours is too long! I can go back to my parents' house in 12h.
I've been muttering that I'm tired of letting you take the postgraduate entrance examination. Do you think I'm boring? But you know very well that the competition is fierce now. If you don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, you will lose a piece of hardware. Maybe the job you are looking for is not as good as it is now. However, if you have a sword in your hand, you will have a better chance and better grasp. I know that your job has not settled down yet, and a lot of things need to get used to when you just step into the society. But society is a big dyeing house, which will dye you colorful, but it is also in this process that we often lose ourselves. So the original struggling heart has slowly lost its original color. I am afraid that this bad habit of society will infect you, so I urge you again and again. Can you understand, honey? Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for illness, but advice when most unpleasant is good for action.
I don't know what people will become, let alone predict how you will change, but I'm sure you won't go bad, let alone abandon me.
Sometimes I don't know what I should do. I am really ambivalent. I want to work here. After all, this is the result of my study, and it is also my parents' expectation that I will go to school with painstaking efforts. But I really want to go back. Even if the salary is small, I am happy. After all, the person I love most is around, and I am surrounded by love all the time. However, we only care about immediate happiness. What will we do in the future? What should we take?
The first day I sat here at work, I felt dizzy. We always talk about engagement, but isn't it too early for us to get engaged right after graduation? If we have no material foundation, how can we face the world? I finally got to page 10. If I keep writing, I really can't keep going. I'm not saying that writing letters is painful, but I feel that I have too much to say and I can't say it! You mean depressed? Do you think if you look there with these little pieces of paper, you will be laughed at for being mentally ill?
I am thinking hard here, thinking about how to make a pattern to fold this stationery into a paper crane, but I can't, so I asked my classmates to teach me, but I still haven't learned it. I'm not stupid. It's just that this thing is too difficult to fold, so many ways will make me depressed, and then you will feel uncomfortable. What should I do? I couldn't bear to make you feel bad, so I didn't do anything sorry for myself, so I sent the stationery. Ha ha!
XXX
XX，XX，XX，XX
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