Gentle Girl
I have been listening to the pure music "Secret Garden" these days. Under the elegance of the piano and the concert of the violin, the beautiful tunes, melodious singing, and smooth melody are performed, which is intoxicating. I always thought that only by immersing myself in the ocean of music would I keep thinking of what happened in the past few days and of your gentleness.
The summer in the South is very long, either with scorching sun or heavy rain. I consider myself an emotional man, and any disturbance outside the window will affect my mood. For me, there are too many gaps in life that I cannot resolve, but I have to shoulder some responsibilities. I put my thoughts in the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, bit by bit, lingering, making it easier for me to think of you.
I hope this is love by chance, or love at first sight. I'm not a sentimental person. However, I fell in love with you. I know that you are a dentist and I am your patient. You may be just an ordinary woman, but you give me a special feeling. You possess the virtuous qualities of a traditional Chinese woman, with a sweet appearance and generous and decent manners. I still can’t forget that when your teeth were being extracted, your huge beads of sweat gathered on your forehead and also dripped on my face. I stare into your eyes, and no one's eyes are more magical than yours. Those sharp black eyes are full of worry at the moment, and those beautiful peach blossom eyes can charm me in that moment and make me forget the pain.
Disinfection, anesthesia, gum separation, loosening, extraction, gauze compression to stop bleeding. This is the basic idea of ??tooth extraction. A skilled old dentist can complete the operation in half an hour. With your tenderness, we spent a long time without extracting the tooth. I don't blame you, after all, everyone is a novice. On the contrary, I understand you, your timidity in front of your father, your ambivalence of wanting to express yourself but being afraid of making a fool of yourself.
I finally understand why some people call medical staff angels in white. In you, I see the light of an angel. You took the tool with both hands and gently fiddled with it in my mouth. Because it is the innermost tooth in the upper jaw, just using brute force to extract the tooth can easily cause the gums to bleed a lot. This was later proven to me personally. Maybe you are not skilled enough in tooth extraction, or maybe you see my painful expression. Every time you push harder, I can't help but cry out in pain, and you stop with pity, even though the blood keeps flowing. Because she is a woman, she will not do things as recklessly as a big boy. However, despite this, after half an hour of tossing, I still couldn't help crying. I know I shouldn't shed tears, but I can't stand this torture, even though your eyes are so charming. I admit, I was so nymphomaniac at the time.
I didn’t cry when the tooth was extracted. But the toothache was unbearable, and I couldn't help crying. You see, more nervous, like a child who has done something wrong. You no longer fiddle with my teeth, but stay aside and call your sister over. When she got closer, I realized that she was actually quite pretty. But, even though there are millions of good things about my sister, I would rather look at you one more time. My sister is trying to help me pull out my tooth, but someone who looks weak is actually even weaker. After fiddling with it in my mouth for a while, the old dentist finally pulled it out for me. He is not a newbie, because he has experienced ups and downs and has long been accustomed to this kind of scene. So, as I told everyone before, regardless of my pain, when I was struggling to jump up, I used brute force to break my teeth, and then used dental pliers to pull out the teeth. It was as if he suddenly fell from the gate of hell to the eighteenth floor, and then at the critical point between life and death, the tortured living dead suddenly woke up. I remember that I seemed to be confused at the time. I saw my mother's expression of pain as if she was feeling the pain herself, and then I realized how much pain I was feeling. I didn't speak, and the movement of opening my mouth seemed to be frozen in this scene. The large amount of blood spilled reminded everyone present, and the old doctor quickly applied iodoform sponge on me. After the bleeding stopped, I clearly saw you smiling at me. However, this warm scene was quickly broken by reality. After the bleeding was stopped and the medical fee was paid, we left. I can still clearly remember that when I was about to leave, I still couldn't help but look back at you. There was that moment of struggle in my heart that made me dare not look back. I'm scared, scared that you won't look at me. Before the car started, it was the last time our eyes met. I could clearly see the reluctance to leave, and I narcissistically thought, did you fall in love with me at the moment I left? If not, why did you stop what you were doing and watch me leave. If so, am I too unsatisfactory to miss you like this? The feelings I paid for at the cost of blood and pain, I just let you slip away. I know that looking back at you this time, I have agreed that at this moment, you belong to me and I belong to you.
I thought that we only met once. God gave me a chance to see you again. After I came home from my tooth extraction that day, my mouth was always swollen, I didn’t want to eat anything, and blood occasionally spilled from my mouth. My father and mother have reached a certain age and have experienced great storms. However, there is no tradition in my family about things like tooth extraction. Seeing the blood in my mouth, my mother didn't get too nervous and just urged me to drink more water. My father just told me to go to bed early because he was afraid that I would be tired from traveling and traveling when I go back to school tomorrow. So, I just drank a few water and lay down. At night, I felt something stuck in my throat and smelled blood coming from my mouth.
However, my parents had already fallen asleep, so I could only hold it in. I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up I was shocked. Almost the whole pillow was covered in blood. I was so excited that I ran to tell my mother. My mother became anxious when she saw that my mouth was still bleeding. So, oral bleeding gave us a chance to meet again. But, will you still be there?
With anxiety, my mother and I came to this clinic again. However, what disappoints me is that the old dentist is still there, your sister is still there, but you are not here. I simply explained my purpose and cooperated like a machine to clean up the blood clots in my mouth. I feel very strange in the hospital without you. Would the world without you turn into black and white? It's not important anymore. What's important is that I don't want to stay here for a moment without you. After hurriedly cleaning my mouth, I wanted to leave, but you miraculously appeared. We were getting ready to leave and you came back from outside dressed stylishly. Regardless of how I struggled to leave just now, I just want to stay here for a long time. Watching you walk in, within a moment, you hung up a white coat and walked out. It's just that I'm leaving. The car didn't start for a long time like it did when I first came out, but it started immediately. Looking at your back, I feel like crying. After all, I just like you, and you don't like me. How can I expect to see you again, even just for a glance. The car started moving, and through the rearview mirror, I saw a familiar figure with charming eyes. It's you, I know, you are looking at me, watching me leave.
For me, the meaning of life does not lie in how long I live; nor does it lie in how much fame and fortune I gain. Rather, when I need you, you can appear, so I am very satisfied and satisfied.
Now three days have passed and my gums are still hurting. Severe swelling, severe pain, and restriction in opening the mouth. These symptoms are probably symptoms of serious infection after tooth extraction. There is a 3% chance that I encountered it. I should have gone to see a doctor again, but the holiday had passed and I had to rush back to school. My memory of you remains in the time when my teeth were extracted. I once imagined that if we met on the street, would we recognize each other at a glance? If love has God's will, can I meet you again in the vast sea of ????people? Even though your appearance will change, even though I am changing too, I have no choice but to fall in love with you. However, at this moment, I can only pray to God to give me a chance to meet you again. No, I'm just delusional, because your face has begun to blur in my memory, and I still remember your eyes deeply. However, after a few meetings, the vows made in front of the Buddha have been fulfilled. Five Looking back a hundred times, she passed by. Our fate has been destined to be destined or not in this life since the last life.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why is it that the sad autumn wind paints a fan and changes the heart of an old friend easily, but it is said that the heart of an old friend can change easily. After the words of Lishan, it is midnight, and the rain and the ringing at night will not complain. How lucky I am to be a man in beautiful clothes, and my wish is to spread my wings together." This is Nalan Xingde's "Drinking Water Poetry". I like the four sentences in the first couplet very much. I feel that he conveyed what I wanted to say to the world across the ages. We are always used to regretting the love we cannot get. We often don’t cherish the love we get. I think of someone waiting for me in the distance. Even though I don’t know her yet, I believe that there is always someone waiting for me. It’s God’s will and destiny.
Some people meet their confidante after starting a family and starting a career. They feel that fate has played a trick on them and they met each other at the wrong time. Some people obviously love each other, but they always think that the next lover will be better to them, so life is just a game of love. There are also some people who can't get each other, but still silently bless each other; although love or dislike is only one person's feeling, love is two-way. A girl like you must be pursued by many people, but I am just the one hiding in the corner secretly watching you, a boy who is obsessed with you.
Hazy memories, like rain sliding down the glass. My best wishes to you, and I will remain in my deep thoughts of you. And "I love you", these words can only be kept in my heart now. I will miss you all the time in the next reincarnation when I meet you. Even though I can’t see you, I still miss you deeply.
Hope to adopt it, thank you