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The old couple who sold vegetables let me see the most beautiful appearance of love

author:Magic is sunny

Go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, often see an old couple selling vegetables, there are sixty or seventy years old look, the man is thin and tall, the woman's hair is gray, full of kindness, the two of them cooperate tacitly, one weighs the scale, one receives, a look of happiness that has been quiet for many years.

The old couple who sold vegetables let me see the most beautiful appearance of love

Their dishes are fresh and fairly priced, because they often buy them and are familiar with them. Sometimes when I see uncle busy alone, I can't help but ask: "What about my wife?" At this time, the uncle will use his fingers and look at the bottom of the stall with pity in his eyes. Looking in the direction he was pointing, it turned out that the aunt was eating a bowl of noodles, smiling and greeting us. Uncle Said Painfully: "After a busy morning, I didn't care about eating breakfast, and the old lady suffered with me!" Listening to these simple words, a warm current welled up in my heart.

The old couple who sold vegetables let me see the most beautiful appearance of love

How many couples, walking and walking, just scattered. You can't see my efforts, I can't feel your concern, the once hot heart is slowly cooled, and the once beautiful is only mutual accusations and resentment. Looking at each other's eyes, I can no longer feel love; from each other's dialogue, I only feel coldness.

This old couple selling vegetables let me see the most beautiful appearance of love, holding hands through the four seasons of the year, sharing three meals a day of coarse tea and light rice. When the wind blows, put on a coat for you; when you are sick, accompany you to the doctor and bring you a cup of hot tea; when you are wronged, wipe the tear marks on your face for you, and give you a warm hug.

How many couples are ruined by not being able to speak well and say the most vicious words to those closest to them. A good word is warm in three winters, and a bad word hurts people in June. Uncle a thoughtful word, the aunt is no matter how bitter and tired will become soft in the heart, all the tiredness, resentment will also disappear. The charm of language is so magical!

May you spend the rest of your lives in one day, two people, three meals, four seasons, rising in the morning to greet the morning dew, watching the dusk hand in hand, and sharing whiteheads together!