#The most romantic things I can think of #Some memories are like falling snow and being worn away by time; some stories are like quicksand, forgotten by the years; and some days, precipitated in the years, leaving some deep and shallow marks - for example, the past of us. The days are not fast, quiet, people are caught off guard, do not dare to believe. In the blink of an eye, this year is our 19th year of marriage. Those distant days that have passed are not to be mentioned, but many things in recent years are like yesterday.
With the increase of age, I gradually understood that "partner, partner", "companion" in front, "partner" in the back, life is such a common companion, unforgettable. Together, we took the children to the tourist park, to the triangle garden, the square for a walk. Drive to Shiquan together, to Mintong, to Xinzhai, to Manxi, to climb the Zhonghua Mountains to collect ferns, to find firewood, to Shibing to eat beef together... In the Spring Festival of the past few years, we have all stayed away from the card table and no longer joined in the fun. Do you remember last year's Spring Festival, when we both built a group? Then roll the dice in the group, win or lose in terms of the size of the points, and send red envelopes with small points. The group of two people, the dark and heavy night, we enjoyed it, and it is estimated that in this small town of tens of thousands, only the two of us are so bored. It doesn't make any sense for you to joke that this game just takes money from the left hand to the right hand, or from the right hand to the left hand. Yes, it really doesn't make any sense. Many times, as Mr. Ji Xianlin said, our lives are meaningless. However, there are few people who can do something meaningless together. Over the years, we all don't like those hilarities very much, and we only want to hide in the square room and chat to entertain ourselves. The two of us played mahjong on our mobile phones together, and it was late at night... I also remember one weekend afternoon, you fried the dishes, and the whole house was full of home smells. You offered a drink, so we sat facing each other and drank lightly. The child was next to us, running around happily. Sunlight shines through the window into the house, and the inside and outside of the house are golden.
Your days in the graduating class are hard, many times I see you silently brushing questions, tirelessly grading homework, repeatedly preparing lessons, my heart is praised for you; you are on duty, when you go out, the sky is not yet light, when you go home, the children are already asleep, and I am silently praising you in my heart. Over the years, I have poured cold water on you more often, and I have certainly praised you less, and sometimes I feel guilty when I think about it. But you don't care, a person silently hard, silently growing, silently running against the sun.
I have more overtime and less leisure time. Although you can't stop protesting verbally, you have always selflessly supported me with practical actions - when I work overtime, even if it is three or one, you push it off; you wash your face in a plan, you also push it off; you still push it off when you go shopping with others. A lot of times, I missed meals, but I knew that as long as you knew I was working overtime, you would definitely keep it for me. Over the years, all the days when I work overtime have the silent support and dedication behind you, otherwise, I can't work with peace of mind.
For children, many times I am impatient. After a few explanations of the slightly time-consuming activity, I told him, "Go find your mother." "You put down what you have in your hands and teach your children to memorize ancient poems, read picture books with your children, and play games." Teach your child to wash their face, brush their teeth, go to the toilet, get a haircut, bathe, and so on. What the child wears, what he eats, and leaves you, I really don't know anything. In order to give me a good rest and enough energy to finish work, you have been taking the child with you at night, and in the middle of the night you get up to pee for the child and cover the quilt. On our days of "separation", you rarely get a good night's sleep – you're a person who doesn't sleep well, and once interrupted, it always takes some time to fall asleep again. It is also very tiring to deal with children, but sometimes, we have an argument, and you also choose to silently give in, choose to let yourself be wronged, and no longer tit-for-tat with me. Sometimes, I am depressed and depressed, depressed in the middle, sent to the outside, I give the spear your face, you did not go to the heart, everywhere tolerant. Sometimes, when I receive a fee to show you, or write a short article to send to you, you are not stingy to praise. I lost my hair, and you said that you were used to it, and I thought it was very pleasing to the eye. Last year's first month, when we drove back to our hometown, I was paralyzed, should not be overtaken by the car, the result was collided by others, lost others 300 yuan, you did not complain about me, just let me be more careful ... I remember all this in my heart. In the past year, I have been unlucky and in debt, and you have been my strong backing, giving me all kinds of material and spiritual support.
Today, you are 40 years old. But you don't have to worry, in my heart, you are more beautiful than before, more like a blooming flower. Some people say that "life only needs to be lucky twice, once to meet you, once to the end", I think it is deeply true. For the rest of our lives, we will also travel through time and let time chase us all over the world. Years and years, time has passed, but may every day of the rest of my life, in the long night, when I wake up, open my eyes, and you will be next to me.