Night wind, slowly coming, a person sitting on the windowsill, perhaps accustomed to a person, always sitting quietly on the windowsill, holding a mobile phone, watching the dynamics of space friends, reading their mood, and occasionally talking to the little old man is also sweet. At this time, you will feel a little happy. Another person chats with you in the middle of the night and says good night to each other. In addition, I think we are all lonely, so lonely that we can only talk to ourselves. Your voice can only be heard by ourselves.
I think time is a sharp blade, which smoothes your water chestnut. How many years, how many years, you have learned to hide your thoughts, and slowly forget, as if you have forgotten the right and wrong you have experienced. It was not until one day that someone mentioned such a thing without knowing it that you discovered that it was actually a tumor in your heart and had not been removed. ...
A girl comes into this world, she, at least, has a dream, a red dream, wearing a bright red wedding dress, talking to Zicheng, holding your hand and growing old with your son ... Love is the warmest and purest feeling in the world. However, hate is born of love, and tears are born of hate. ...
In the south, if there were no bleak autumn, the weather would still be so hot and the sun would still be so hot. I don't want to go out in my spare time and stay at home in simple clothes, which inevitably makes me feel a little lost. There will always be a happy day in the golden season. Seeing that my cousin's wedding day is coming, I am naturally happy and looking forward to that day. However, whether fate played a joke.
Sadly, some things, dusty memories are reluctant to open, but you always have helpless choices. There is an unknown story in everyone's heart, and that story is unwilling to open when necessary. Many years ago, my cousin became a woman in a single-parent family because of her parents' bad feelings. At that time, the little aunt had a lot of helplessness and had to leave that home. ...
At that time, we were both young, and I didn't know the love and hate between them. All I know is that the marriages in those years were arranged by parents, and the eldest brother was the master. At that time, my little aunt had a hard time because her first child was her cousin. As a daughter's family, she is not favored by men, so she always quarrels and fights. My aunt couldn't stand it, so she left home and took her daughter to other places. When I was a child, I didn't understand the sadness and hardship of the adult world. Now I understand how difficult it is to work, especially for women with children.
Maybe I have grown up. The world in my heart is no longer simple as a child, but a little more sentimental, a little more memories and a little more worries. I will always remember the day when my aunt left home with her cousin when I was twelve years old. I watched them go. At that time, I didn't feel reluctant or bitter to leave. I just think the outside world is very interesting, and I have been complaining about why I only take my sister without me. Later, I learned that my sister's life was not easy. For her tuition and living expenses, my aunt had to put her in someone else's house and try to make money. It's not easy for a woman to make money outside. It's even your ability not to be bullied by others. Now, if you want what you want, you must pay the same price Days passed, my aunt divorced, and my sister naturally followed my father. The wind has passed without a trace and the flowers have fallen. Well, there is a daughter who has just grown up, and the daughter who is about to get married is in tears. ...
As usual, lying in bed, holding a mobile phone, turning over and looking at my sister's online, I nodded her head and asked her if she was online. After a few minutes, her head began to thump and click: Sister, you are off work, and you haven't slept yet. My aunt also discussed my sister's wedding with me the other day, so I chatted with her. I don't know if my words are too heavy or my sister is sad. I think she is crying. My elder sister said that since childhood, they have never really cherished me and considered me. Now that I'm grown up, when I get married, everything at the wedding is handled by myself, and other children are taken care of by their parents. When they got married, they were all happy. Why am I so sad? I don't expect much from them. I just hope they can come with me two days in advance and wish me well. Maybe my sister hates her aunt in her heart, and she also has complaints. I always advise her, after all, that is your biological mother, and no matter how many mistakes she makes, that is also the mother who gave birth to you, raised you and paid for you. Everyone in such a family has a hard side. Sometimes, the same thing seems clear to others, and every sentence makes sense, but when the same thing happens to yourself, you are blind and may even lose your nature. My sister and I are a family, and I can especially understand her pain. Don't talk about her, I may not be able to get through this, and I can't solve the knot in my happiness for many years.
It's already midnight. I opened the address book and found the phone number of my little aunt. I called her. I thought she was asleep, but my aunt was crying when she got the call. I didn't know what to say, so I advised her. Aunt said that she was reluctant to part with her cousin, especially since she had been married so far and went to other provinces. What should she do if she is bullied by others in the future? What should she do if she is wronged? Language is not the dialect of our hometown. Although Mandarin is known all over the world now, everyone has his own customs. Not everyone can speak Mandarin, and others scold you for not understanding it. Just because you're so far away from your parents' house doesn't mean you can leave. No matter where you go, only your parents care about you. what can I say? I can only say that we are still very happy to attend my sister's wedding and wish her peace of mind and happiness.
On the original festive day, everyone had tears in his heart, and it suddenly occurred to him that he had seen it countless times in the space and reprinted it countless times. Before marriage, a woman is a princess in her parents' hearts and a treasure in her hands. She hasn't drunk a mouthful of water, eaten a grain of rice or spent a penny in her husband's family for more than ten or twenty years. For the people she loves, she got married, had children, washed and cooked, took care of her in-laws, played various roles, and was even criticized. At this point, I can't help feeling sad. I just want to be a woman like water, indifferent and smiling, and grow old hand in hand with the person I love, counting the fleeting time. ...
I don't know how many romantic stories are hidden in this autumn, how many eternal sorrows are rippling in autumn water, and how many lingering feelings are flying in Qiu Meng. I only know that in this golden season, my favorite cousin will wear her wedding dress. Looking forward to our coming into her wedding hall, I will bathe in love and blessings with beautiful feelings, read the flowers and results of her love, and listen to the traces of time. Even if the leaves are all cold this season, our hearts will not drift with the leaves falling. My blessing will only wander around with the abundance of autumn and dance with the autumn wind. ......
Text/Mo Yan