Marriage, one half is associated with

Marriage, one half is associated with
Marriage, one half is associated with Taozai heavy duty, she wanted me to do what I do.She wanted me to talk about marriage feelings, to talk about it!Anyway, I would have to speak the truth a little, but the young people listen to age.I’m in love with his wife eight years of marriage, she married seventeen years, met a total of twenty-five years.Such a long time accompanied day and night, without her beside him occasionally, I feel so cool, if not her life thereafter, must not.Like a while ago to see a survey, asking young girls, family, parents, children, husband and career, if you insist on choice, which will first give up?The girl chose the election, to give up the cause, then the family, parents, leaving her husband and children in a dilemma, the final choice to give up the child, leaving her husband on the grounds that the family, parents, children eventually left side, but her husband would be life partner.Very cruel, but also very true.Chinese word meaning far-reaching, with, is one half, just to get together complete.Many people today do not marriageable marriage, the elderly looked strange, never happened in the past had a similar situation.This phenomenon represents the five or six years there is no war, young people growing up process enjoys the warmth of family and family support, so that single could live well, whether singles or a lost dog, do not have to feel a partner, is historically the first time a person can live in peace years.Even before the arrival of aging, not years of pressure, such as the age arrived, began to feel lonely, afraid of being alone, looking for someone to share, still need a partner.To enter the marriage, quote a phrase irresponsible cliché, rely on fate, and fate in addition to feeling emotional, but also rational choice.Marriage really need a rational, if his daughter discussed marriage, I have requested to see the other families, what kind of family would keep out what kind of child.Of course, there are broken families, children work harder to maintain their happy family, but it must be carefully observed.While the other is commonplace marriage requires two people have the same values, but this is not to say that I love how you have to like it, but I do not hate you like it.They can compromise, can compromise, willing to try to contact with his natural dislike to see if it really can not accept, so the mood is willing to compromise, it is easier to maintain feelings.The biggest difference between marriage and love, is willing to change.To the other side is willing to change themselves, true love, do not want to change themselves from beginning to end, this affair at best, but the other you love.Love is wanted after a brief rendezvous together beginning, we wanted to end the flash.At the beginning of Dry Wood Fierce Fire, pay attention to authentic, everything is good in front of him, the coolest, the most beautiful, do not need to change, but until tired love, only to find it cool to unreasonable people, the United States was too smug even tattoos position right, and quickly pushed to the sub-personality flash people.So love the emphasis is on how good terms.Enter the marriage, of course, there will still be many conflicts, the focus is the art of learning to get along.The first lesson to learn is that the boys have to lift the toilet toilet lid, a very habits began to change, then into the body, as natural as eating and drinking.But recently my wife say just lift the lid and urine also want to finish my toilet to get toilet paper to wipe around the ruins left behind.In accordance with past temper, I certainly would love to, but now I will listen to the views of his wife, as the word love has had a heart, and not light brain wondering what to give her, to heart.A man in Taipei before development, to take care of themselves, but also fame and fortune, not their own selfish difficult achievement in a short time.Learn to call his wife’s mother mother after marriage!, There is food, not to put it in his mouth, his wife and children to eat Guzhe.I began to feel bad and know how to cherish, because his wife well, will not make her uncomfortable, reluctant to let her sad, I am naturally reluctant to let them learn to let, learned to love, but also to change their nature, from selfishness to become generous.Road marriage is similar to the landscape every day, the same process, a touch of.To get along well, really rely on by nature, so one can not find the object trying to find a big leg milk babes, or like Takeshi Kaneshiro guy, remind yourself to find him sweet heart, I looked back, the man in dim light, this is the best target.The so-called other half, nor is it fit the outset, the correction is constantly running, you little me little, the pieces together like a jigsaw puzzle, to live a life together.Of course, years of relentless, life is finally separated.Like my mother married my father sixteen years old, spend a lifetime of love, after my father passed away ten years ago, my mother really like less than half, often staring into the distance, like my father on the other side of the day, it is sad.But if life is less a marriage, less illness and death attendant ups and downs, fewer children continuation of family values and feelings, it really would have lost a lot of taste.Text / Wang Wei

Soul singer

Soul singer
I am a soul singer. I walk freely between heaven and earth. I don’t want to startle my feelings or disturb my dreams. I just use my pen and ink to remember your smile of yesterday and the taste of this youth..     It was night, the breeze rippled gently, the ripples were broken by the small steps on Bibo Lake, and the hazy past life was so gently strolling in the world of mortals that it was shallow wandering at the intersection where you were always there.. Do you remember the moonlight I accompanied you that night, and the light that spilled all over the place.     Quiet night quietly pieced together a bit of time. Will the promise of keeping the millennium be swayed gently with the breeze. The Sanskrit sound curled up and wound in and out. Has the warmth that lay dying at the fingertips been in my heart for thousands of years?. Whether the scenes of joy and parting sentimentality towards the DPRK after the fading of the curtain color have already mottled the whole spring flowers? There are also the thoughts of the minutes and the sentimental reverie whether they would also like to walk gradually along the cloud end and the sea string along with the dust and wind.? I’m here, where are you? Where will your soul be laid again?     Sweet ballad, the world of mortals of the whole life looks back on the smoke waves, and whether the memory that once fell has been washed away by such a pot of spirits.. Is the warmth of the light embrace so easy, so difficult to give up, so that you can be easily and lightly embraced in your arms by loneliness.     In the past, godliness kept an aesthetic feeling; This life, make you a cavity of tenderness. Perhaps, just like this, I have rubbed my heart like silk like hemp into your life and gradually into your dream.. So, then, I also had to, willing to turn into a breeze to accompany you, bringing you fragrance of soil in spring, blowing away plumes of heat in summer, enjoying a good harvest in autumn, and driving away the warmth of the silk for you in winter.. Did you ever remember that every breeze is my yearning for you, every feeling is my infatuated attachment waiting for you to land at the ferry of the world of mortals?.     The waiting alone, waiting alone, looking forward to alone, but what does it matter? The call of the holy hand, Hao Miao, who was wounded in the dark center, even if he had temporarily gone to grief, how could he be so deeply attached to his obsession and infatuation that he was far from being long-lasting in the past??     Stranded past, mournful and sad. This feeling can also be remembered and can also go with the flow.. But the glimmer of memory still occasionally ripples in the heart, and the hot tears did not also burn the eyes calmly.. Will the wandering Sanskrit flower really pass in front of your eyes like snow? Do you understand this is a real life without regret? That this sad and joyous reunion can only be understood as a pain rather than a satisfaction? As for me, I can only fly into the dust again, perch on the top of the wind, smoke dimly and wait for you at a distance until dawn..     The past is like smoke, missing is always the deepest memory in my heart. Remember, when I passed you by, I was utterly confused. That even though several generations have passed quietly, this dusty memory still does not want to be wiped away. Also, although the heart ping, which once shattered the ground, has poured out its lead and faded, the rainbow after the rain is still hanging in the sky of the heart in Ran Ran..     In the quiet night, the moonlight gradually became like ink, and the words of memory also condensed in sadness and settled in the memory, spreading over the mind of the implicated thoughts, and only the beauty of yesterday could not be erased.. As for me, I can only send it from a distance between words, leaving the hands that once dragged memories to stir up the calm heart lake time and time again.. After that look back, will a piece of wet eyeground really pass by like the wind with this happiness, and the hearts of the dribs and drabs will also go to the distance with you.     I have written countless touching stories, but I still live at the top of an empty world. It seems that I can only forget myself again. I am happy and free in this lonely world with a smile, not because of the shackles of this world of mortals, but because I am me.     Years of free walking, we hold tight, can not stay, also can not see firmly. However, the things buried deep in time are getting thinner and thinner in the sun, and she slowly flies past us without any trace and lost her mind..     The hope of falling leaves the flowers everywhere. Perhaps the blood and tears dripping from the world of mortals soak up a beautiful flower of the heart.. It’s also good. Maybe that flower should be called: Soul Singer.     ( Finalized in Zhongmou, a small town in Henan Province ) QQ / 863680510