A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" A boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?"
"Because I am a woman," she told him. Mom said, "Because I am a woman."
"I don't understand," he said. The boy said, "I don't understand.
His mother just hugged him and said, "You'll never understand." His mother picked him up and said, "You'll never understand."
Later, the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother cry for no reason?" Later, the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother cry for no reason?"
"All women cry for no reason," was all his father could say. "All women do," his father replied.
The little boy grew up to be a man, but he still didn't understand why women cried. The little boy has grown up and still doesn't understand why women cry.
Finally, he called God; When God picked up the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"
Finally, he called on God; When God picked up the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said, "When I created a woman, I made her special. I gave her shoulders to lift the whole world; "However, gentle enough to comfort people," God replied, "when I created a woman, I made her special. I let her shoulders carry the burden of the whole world, and she is tender as water.
"I gave her inner strength to endure the pain of childbirth and the rejection from her children many times."
"I gave her patience to keep going when others give up and take care of her family through illness and fatigue without regrets." I gave her patience to keep going when others give up and take care of her family through illness and fatigue without regrets.
I gave her the feeling that she would love her children under any circumstances, even if her children hurt her. I gave her the feeling that she would love her children under any circumstances, even if her children hurt her.
I gave her the strength to tolerate her husband's faults and fashioned her from his ribs to protect his heart. I gave her the strength to tolerate her husband's faults and fashioned her with his reins to protect his heart.
"I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband will never hurt his wife, but sometimes tests her determination and strength to stand beside her husband.
Finally, I let her cry. This is her exclusive, and it is used where it is needed. "Finally, I made her cry. It's unique to her if she wants to.
You see, the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure she keeps, or the way she combs her hair. You see, the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure she keeps or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love lives, and the beauty of a woman must be seen from her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart and the place where love lives.