Poetry

Ten days to go

Little Happy is ten months old

Five months to go

We have gone through ten years together It’s been a year

At this moment, you and Kaixin are sleeping soundly next to me

I have tried my best

My life is not rich, but it is definitely Not Poverty

Last month’s second wedding anniversary

I also drove you, Kaixin, and mother

to Donglaishun for hot pot

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The little happy baby babbles

He will call his parents and grandma after mumbling

As soon as he gets home from work

I will call him Hold it high on my big belly

Then, hold it in my arms

Keep kissing me gently

My mother has been living in Jinan for almost a year< /p>

But I’m still not used to the cheap smog here

and the high prices

I still lose direction when I go out, and I can’t distinguish between east, west, north and south

Still Eat frugally, always reluctant to eat the fruits on the coffee table

Still thinking of leaving the best to us

How to help us save more

And you started working again after your maternity leave

I strongly objected

I want you to grow up slowly with your fleshy little happy

But you always say that this family depends on you alone

My mother and I have to drink from the northwest wind, and I

I am speechless as always

We quarrel more, play less and talk about love less

We spend more and buy less for ourselves

We are used to staying up late and sleep less and less

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We haven’t been to a movie theater in more than a year

We haven’t been to Daming Lake in more than a year

We haven’t been to Furong Street in more than a year

10 more minutes

Your annoying alarm should ring. You no longer spend too much time on dressing up as before

Tiptoe Washing the floor quickly

Seeing that I was still holding my phone, I didn’t forget to complain.

“I find that the two of us are becoming more and more distant”

< p> It’s just that you don’t know, I’m writing to myself in a year’s time

To us in one year’s time