Miss you lightly, wait lightly

Missing you is a beautiful taste, think lightly, wait lightly, if you can wait until you miss him, then no matter how hard you work, it will be fine. Worth it. The dream last night was wonderful, the stars were blinking and smiling. I missed you in my dream last night, but where were you? Are you thinking of me at this moment?

Tonight, the breeze is blowing on your cheeks, looking at the sky. Are you also looking up at the sky at this moment, missing me in the distance? When you miss someone, look up at the sky and raise your head so that tears will not fall and your heart will become strong. Tonight is another sleepless night.

I forget how long it has been since I shed tears, how long it has been since I missed you, will I think of you again tonight?

Every night is so peaceful and beautiful. I forget when I started to like the tranquility of the night, and I like to hug my knees and sit quietly, even if I do nothing. The gray moonlight accompanied me, my thoughts wandered in my mind, and an inexplicable sense of loss surrounded me. I wanted to find some comfort for myself, but the broken memories in my mind kept emerging. Will I see you in my dream tonight?

I have been waiting for you with my heart, but what about you? Is it the same as me?

I like a touch of sadness, a touch of sighs, a touch of life, everything is light. I used to be your one, the one you love most, and you often talk about the me you miss. But now, I haven’t asked who is your one since you turned around. It turns out that I was the one you ignored and forgotten in the end, and all the vows I made became pale and weak. After turning around, I lived a very ordinary life, deliberately not thinking about you. I tried to get used to living alone, getting used to the days when no one cares.

Life is like riding a train. The scenery in the past is so beautiful that it makes you forget to leave, but you always have to move forward and cannot stop. Since you chose to give up at the beginning, you must keep persisting. My dear, if I see you in a dream tonight, I will go through the emptiness of the dream, stand in front of you and tell you: "I have forgotten the past, forgotten everything, leaving is the best choice, since we are not together , that’s because I am not your destination, and you are not my destination.”

How much love can come back, and how many people are worth waiting for. Since we met in a sea of ????people and missed each other in such a hurry, in just over a year, we went from acquaintance, acquaintance, falling in love to separation, experiencing separation, reunion, quarrels and quarrels. Maybe these are just a small episode in life. Memories are enough. Influenced by someone, I fell in love with the song "Grow Old Together" and often hummed it unconsciously. Someone, at this moment, are you thinking about her in your heart.

Missing Grandma

I opened the calendar on the wall, and I drew a circle in it that was particularly bright. Today is my grandma’s memorial day, so it evokes the endless nostalgia for grandma. I want to cry.

Speaking of grandma, most people in the village call her "Aunt Shuisheng". This is because my grandfather is called "Shuisheng". I don't know what grandma's name is, so I naturally call her grandma.

I remember my grandma a lot. Her hair was always tied up in a bun at the back, and she wore a silver hairpin. Her clothes were like jackets with no buttons in the front and the buttons were made of cloth. It must be buttoned on the left side (I have also worn this kind of clothing). The pants are of course back-crotch pants. The trouser legs are tied with black straps. Although the feet are not wrapped, they are also wearing pointed shoes that seem to be wrapped. Grandma is very good at making cloth. Even my shoes, clothes, quilts, and mattresses are all made by her. She makes wine, vinegar, and vegetables every year. Of course, her craftsmanship is very good.

Speaking of crafts, my grandma learned the skills of midwifery and pediatrics in a specialized hospital just after liberation. The village is where the commune is located. It is naturally large and has a hospital. However, people insist on not going to the hospital to give birth, and the hospital's gynecology department is "aborted." Come to think of it, it was very hard for grandma at that time. Everyone in the village wanted to give birth to a child, so everyone had to invite her to go; all the children had major or minor problems (such as abnormal fetal position, fetal strings, etc.), so all the families She was asked to see a child for medical treatment. No one needed to give her a penny, but only gave her a foot of red cloth as a thank you gift. In the end, the most she could give her was a one-yuan note or nine steamed buns. This was the reason why grandma insisted on not wanting to repay her.

Because of her good medical skills, people from dozens of miles away often come to ask for help, but she still doesn't take any money. Thinking about it now, I'm still angry with her.

In fact, my grandfather had already been married once when he married my grandmother. Grandma was my grandfather’s second daughter-in-law. The first daughter-in-law fell ill and died after giving birth to two sons for him. So my grandfather married me again. It was my grandma who raised these two uncles. Since my parents worked in other places, my five sisters and I He was also raised by his grandmother. The grandma in my memory was working as long as she opened her eyes, never stopping for a moment.

I still remember that when I was a child, I often went with my grandma to the fields outside the village to collect some firewood and cut river grass. In this way, I used the collected firewood to cook, and I also collected some cow and sheep dung to complete the community. As part of my mission, I went up to the mountains to open up some wasteland and grow some radishes for my brothers and sisters to eat. Recalling that time, the conditions were very difficult. Every family lacked clothes and clothing. Moreover, the winter at that time was colder, windy and rainy than now. She did not care at all in order to work.

Time flies by like a tide, and my grandma has also gone through the vicissitudes of the years and reached her twilight years. Her gray hair and deep wrinkles are deeply marked by the tempering of the years, and her teeth are gradually falling off, year by month. She was ravaged and trampled on, and her walking staggered a lot. Deep ravines covered her forehead. One day, my grandma fell ill. The illness lasted only seven days. My father gave her a transfusion, but it was of no avail. In the end, the transfusion stopped. She looked at the remaining liquid and said, "Give me that little bit of medicine." I’ll lose, Xiao Jin will be back after half a day.” (My nickname is Xiao Jin). I didn’t see this sad scene, but from my mother’s story, I felt the pain of separation. It hurts, I realized that grandma really wanted to see me one last time. During the funeral, everyone in the village went to see it off, and many people cried.

My grandma was gentle, kind, thrifty and kind. Although she was just an ordinary old man who had done a lot of good deeds in the world, she is the person I remember the most. I miss my kind grandma infinitely. Her smile is It still exists in my heart, and her gentle voice is vaguely in my ears.

Grandma, who I miss day and night, are you there?

Author: Yang Jianwei

The love that remains in the deepest part

She no longer knows anyone, not her grandson, granddaughter, or even her own daughter and son.

One day she disappeared. Our whole family was so anxious that we looked everywhere for her, and finally we saw her in the suburbs. But she kept mumbling why she was brought back, she wanted to go back to her own home.

We are all very sad that our grandmother, who loved us so much, is gone.

The only good thing is that she still remembers her grandpa. Sometimes she sleeps on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, and shouts her grandpa's name. But she didn't recognize her grandfather. Even if her grandfather stood beside her, she would still hit her grandfather with a cane. But we know that grandma still has grandpa in her heart. After all, grandpa is the person she loves most in her life.

Later, grandma’s condition became even more dire and she needed to be hospitalized. At first, grandma refused to go to the hospital. Finally, we told her that grandpa was waiting for her in the hospital, and she compromised. Along the way, she kept asking us if we had arrived at the hospital because she wanted to see her grandpa. In fact, grandpa was sitting next to her at that time.

After arriving at the hospital, grandma gradually fell in love with eating oranges and only asked grandpa to feed her. We thought she knew grandpa. Unexpectedly, she said, "I want him to feed me, and he looks like an old man."

After my grandma got sick, she always liked to talk to herself, telling some things about her and grandpa's past. When she got tired of talking, she silently gestured with different postures; lifting and putting them down, until she no longer had the strength to gesture anymore, she fell asleep quietly under her grandfather's loving eyes...

Slowly After all, grandma got to know grandpa a little bit, and she began to rely on grandpa for everything. She would call him when grandpa was not around. Her temper is also much better, only towards grandpa of course. Whatever grandpa said, grandma would listen to and do it very seriously, like a child who had just become sensible.

It was my grandpa’s 80th birthday. The whole family wanted to celebrate it, so they took grandma back from the hospital temporarily. Facing so many "unknown" people, grandma seemed very scared. She kept tugging at her grandfather's clothes, asking him to drive away the guests.

Grandpa told her that she was his friend and asked her not to be afraid. Sure enough, grandma stopped talking and sat quietly, eating the oranges that grandpa handed her.

While eating, grandma kept putting food into her bowl. The plates in front of her were piled high, but she still kept adding food. Then, she pushed the plate in front of her grandfather and said, "Old man, I grabbed a lot of things for you. Eat it quickly. If you don't eat it, others will come and grab it." Grandpa looked at the plate. There were all kinds of things in it, and they were all messy. Looking at grandma's serious face, tears overflowed from grandpa's eyes.

In the end, grandma left us. When parting, grandma didn't say a word, she just looked at grandpa quietly sitting by the bed. The reluctance and tenderness in her eyes made the younger generation unable to help crying. The disease cut off all connections between grandma and the world, making her forget many important people and things in her life. The only thing that could not be severed was the unforgettable love between her and her grandfather.

All beautiful encounters are just for the sad separation

Times are ruthless and fleeting. When all the beautiful past events become empty, I realize that the people I missed have become Eternal pain in memories.

I want to forget all the memories related to you, but I have tried and realized that forgetting at this time only makes me more unforgettable, and those sorrows have been pierced deeply in my heart like a cone. The root hurts so much when it is pierced, but it hurts even more when it is pulled out. I can never pull it out from the bottom of my heart. The love between you and me is finally just like the sound of snoring on your pillow tonight. I can't bear to fall asleep. I'm afraid that the separation after dawn will separate you and me thousands of miles away.

I recall holding a paper umbrella by the window in Fengdu. Now the sycamore flowers are blooming on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. In an instant, the memories are messy. Migratory birds fly over thousands of mountains and rivers, and those who cannot cross sigh: Are the promises you made still count? Walking alone among the leisurely clouds and flowing water, what day, month and year will we meet again in the future? I still remember the moment when you said you liked to watch flowers bloom, but little did you know that the broken petals on the ground were lamenting that no one felt pity for them. Half-drunk and half-awake, the sun becomes the moon, and the months become the years. Unconsciously, a lifetime has passed.

Time will eventually bury memories into amber, but I cannot forget the past. Let me once again relive the whispers on the pillow, embroidering ducks and furs, when the belt was getting wider. If it is possible, I would rather not live in this life. I am willing to give up everything and go to the next reincarnation, waiting for you at the place where you and I met, standing in front of you and waiting for you... Do you know? There is a kind of longing called tears, and a kind of mark called heartbreak! When the end of life connects with the beginning of love, will you burst into tears like me at that moment?

Dear lover! I can only use my affectionate eyes as a paintbrush stained with the blood of my heart, and paint your beautiful face with the most delicate emotions. I know that the cold night and cold wind broke the silence of the darkness, and the music of Minshan and Minshui could not stop the endless sobs of me missing you in the corner. Those memories scattered in the fleeting years are just like these scattered ones. Acacia, pale. The sad music is still echoing in my ears, and the cold night wind laughs at me for being so infatuated. Beautiful story, sad ending. A person, a piece of sky, and a lonely road leading to the rest of my life.

All passion will eventually fade away, and all beautiful encounters will only end in separation. In order to refuse the sadness at the end, and to prevent the lovesickness after parting from becoming your shackles, I sold all my self-esteem for you. But all this is my willingness, turned into crystal teardrops scattered on the other side of the Pacific Ocean with the wind. Missing is a flower that blooms in loneliness, with lonely melancholy and beautiful sadness. I want to tell you gently: "Dear, I am very happy to meet you in my life, and it is also an honor in my life."

In the vicissitudes of life, sadness is left behind, and two lines of clear tears roll down the sleeves! Those unforgettable memories are always attached to a frail heart, telling the sorrow of the passing in poor words. Late at night, sleepless! Looking at the faint starlight in the sky, my mind is searching for the beauty that has passed away. A solemn promise is doomed to a lifetime of infatuation! Turn around and leave with a cold voice, leaving behind all the sadness in this life! There are no unnecessary expressions, only the stinging memory is still playing with the sadness. I still look back on yesterday's self-indulgence. That year, that month and that day were no longer acquaintances.

Do you know? That heartbreaking feeling since you left, I can't tell whether it's love or hate? Did you know? I don’t know how much effort it will take for me to face this concern. Thinking of the day I broke up with you, my clothes are wet with tears, but I can’t forget your face. Is this true love? Have you ever asked yourself if everything you do is worth it? Maybe I'm too dedicated to you, but I can't save your decision, nor can I express how much I miss you day and night on the cold winter nights.

The yellow leaves are falling and feeling sad, the flowers are fading from the branches and the butterflies are flying. The hero is short of breath, but my beauty is still on the other side of the ocean. Eternal Fengcheng, overlooking Wangshang Island on the other side; I will love you with tears all my life.

Looking back, there are only piles of broken flowers on the ground; looking back, your shadow is still rippling in the long river of time that I have drifted along. Many years later, will those who have been missed still be eternally hurt in this fleeting time of flowers and silence?

Love someone who is not mine

I really want to hear your voice

I really want to see your smiling face

But you ignored me and forgot about me

In my heart, you are so innocent and perfect

However, the final ending made me heartbroken

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I shed the most sincere tears for you

But you don’t understand my most painful heart

It makes me sad, makes me fall, and makes me want to say no. The bitterness out of it

People living in two different worlds

Is it sad or happy to be able to meet and get together?

Or is it a destined ending...

Believe in the world, believe in miracles, believe in love

The cold wind was blowing, and I was walking among the crowd. I don’t know why, but I feel a sense of loss in my heart. Watching the crowd walking past me, I realized I missed you.

Living without you is a kind of suffering, although I don’t know where you will be in the future. How I wish I could have a sincere relationship like all the women in the world.

When I cross the road, you will hold my hand. Give me safety, give me trust, and let me know how good it is to have you by my side for the rest of my life.

When I am lonely and lost, you will let me lie in your warm arms, give me support, give me strength, and give me new hope.

Every evening, you will hold my hand and walk through every street and port. Because you are by my side, I know that I am not alone.

When I am sad and desperate, I hope you can give me comfort and let me know that in this world, besides my parents, there is me who you love the most.

When I want to take a long vacation and travel, you will hold my hand and go with me to every place I want to go.

When I am in a bad mood, you always make me laugh, letting me know that my existence will never be the same because of you.

I like you, a person who is responsible, obligated, and always treats me well. Can tolerate my bad temper, occasional willfulness and arrogance.

I have been looking for and waiting for you in my life. I hope that in this vast sea of ??people, I can find you and you can find me, so that we can become a family that loves each other.

Maybe you are not tall enough, maybe you are not handsome enough, maybe you are not rich enough. But these are not problems for me. As long as I have you, I think everything is fine.

I like you like this, give me a harbor that I can rely on.

I like you like this, give me a happy and slow relationship.

I like you like this, give me a small but warm home.

I have always believed and been hoping. I believe that there will be a miracle in this world, and that miracle is the encounter between you and me, the understanding of each other, the love between you and me, and the companionship between you and me.

No matter what others say, no matter what others think. I always believe that I have such a fate and that I can find you in my life.

No matter where you come from or where you are.

I believe that one day, we will be in a certain city or a certain place, and we will definitely be able to meet.

Even though I think this way, I am very stupid and naive. However, I have always believed that there is such a miracle, even if I lose a lot because of it, I don't care.

I walk in the wind, even if it is cold, even if it is lonely. I will continue to wait for you in my life. You are a miracle to me and a beauty to me.

Because of you in this world, I feel warm and happy. I believe that day is in the not-too-distant future, and I believe that we will meet that day.

Perhaps I am now looking at other people’s backgrounds and their appearances. However, I believe that one day I will no longer be alone.

Although the days are difficult, I don’t feel scared at all. Because I always firmly believe that I am such a happy woman.

My world is very ordinary, and I am also an ordinary woman. I'm not hypocritical, I'm sincere. Because in my world, I don’t need lies, I just need to exchange my sincerity for my sincerity.

I hope that in the future you will be like me, an ordinary man, walking with me to the end of the world, and walking with me to the end of life.

I like you, I love you, not because of how much money you have, but because when we are with you, we can both give each other happiness.

Time has witnessed my feelings, and time has also witnessed my persistence and single-mindedness in feelings. I don't care, but I will never trust a man easily.

Although I don’t believe in love at first sight, at least I believe in a person’s good impression of someone. Maybe from not hating each other at the beginning, to liking each other, or even falling in love, and getting married, I think it is all a process.

We grow up all the way, and maybe we have experienced joy and sadness on the way to growth. Maybe only in this way, our tomorrow will be better, and we can better cherish our future life.

Everyone’s encounter is not just a legend, and everyone’s relationship is not a good story. I believe that everyone will find their own happiness and find someone worth staying with for the rest of their lives.

No matter what my future life will be like, I will work hard to continue my future life. Life is half memory and half continuation.

I believe that everyone does not just live in the memories of the past. The past is just a past event, and the present is what we want to cherish the most, and the future is our expectation for the future.

Believe in the world, believe in miracles, believe in love, believe in the miracle of love because of the existence of you and me.