How can lovers look at each other infatuatedly? Therefore, allow me some time to give you the coolness of autumn.
It is the golden autumn, and it is already slightly cool when I get up early. Due to work reasons, it is common for passers-by to get up early to do morning exercises. Walking quickly or jogging, among these people, it is common to see a couple strolling arm in arm, walking leisurely, raising their heads and smiling at each other from time to time. They are so harmonious and understanding. When we hold hands and pass by, we often hear the man echoing something softly in dialect, and then we see the woman's face full of warmth, and her every frown and smile show off her charm. The woman turned her back, faced the man and backed away. She gently shook one arm and slowly drew a circle in the air with her fingers. She tilted her head sideways and looked at the man with a smile, while the man gently held her hand. The woman's fingers were close to his side like a pull. The charm of the two eyes intersecting made others envious. It turns out that that is love, written in the hands holding each other. It's written on each other's faces.
If love has God’s will.
How could this family relationship suffer changes? Therefore, allow me some time to weave a dream garment for you.
The most rare thing in the world is the persistence of a couple in times of trouble. In the community where I live, there is such a couple. The wife suffered from cerebral hemorrhage and was paralyzed. She is only in her forties. From a distance, she looks like an old woman in her sixties, with a cane trembling by her side. Move forward slowly.
She would never look up at others easily. Even if she occasionally looked at each other, she would be timid and fearful. Even in her eyes that she deliberately avoided, she could see inferiority and despair. The tapping sound of the cane often made passersby around her unable to help but look at her more. So, she hurriedly dragged her heavy body to escape from everyone's sight, so that she almost fell down several times, but every time she was tightly held by a pair of big hands at the right time, giving the woman The most powerful reliance. Only at this time can you see a look of stability in the woman's eyes, which feels safe. The man who followed closely behind, holding a water glass in one hand and a matza in the other, was always silent, but his eyes never left the woman's figure. He always appears at the moment when a woman needs him most, and the concern in his eyes cannot be hidden. It turns out that that is love, written in adversity and hardship, and never-ending support.
If love has God’s will.
How could I experience an unparalleled love in these prime years? Therefore, allow me some time to compose a badge of love for you.
Although a friend is already middle-aged, he is petite and soft, and his timid smile also makes him charming. My friend has a bit of literary talent. Every time he publishes a small article, there will be many comments and replies. My friend's gentleness makes everyone who has met her like to be with her. I am the same, I often visit my friend’s space and indulge in her beautiful articles. Slowly I discovered that my friends’ articles were becoming more and more melancholy and sad.
One day, my friend came politely. One of her close netizens passed away in a car accident. She and he met by chance in a reply message to a short article three years ago. They admired each other and both liked to express themselves in words and find support in words. She was fascinated by his many talents, his majestic poetry, beautiful prose, majestic landscape paintings, quiet and elegant oil paintings, etc. And he liked her softness, the feminine flavor that oozed out of her little essays. As a result, there was the sound of them typing on the keyboard between the screens every night. He said that when he had the opportunity, he would definitely paint for her. He said that he would definitely take her to see the sea when he had the opportunity to fulfill a long-cherished wish of hers. He said...
There is a person in the north, known as the Ice City, who cares deeply about him.
Every holiday, she would receive gifts from that northern city, including tea, exquisite cards, keychains and text messages of greetings. She thought that the days would pass by quietly missing her, but when he was on a business trip, he encountered a car accident, and the person she missed deeply left without leaving a word. That unparalleled love left my friends with endless thoughts and sorrow.
In the vast sea of ??people, several reincarnations and thousands of words are condensed into a concerned look and a simple greeting. Among millions of people, you meet the person you should meet. Time is in the boundless wilderness. There is no step early or one step late. I meet you exactly at this moment. In the prime years, keep away the sad words, decorate them with gentle purple long hair, stand at the intersection you must pass, and quietly wait for you to go to your appointment.
Or, it's just a beautiful accident, but if you are willing, I can be as beautiful as I am now, waiting for you quietly and quietly...
Whose loneliness covers my beautiful clothes, who The gorgeous clothes cover my shoulders, whose shoulders will stay with me forever?