A woman who likes plains.
It's like admiring a lotus, sitting on a green leaf, and no matter how you look at it, you will feel good-looking.
A woman who always feels too ostentatious is not pure.
I also always feel that women who are too low-key are not plain.
A plain woman should be the kind of woman who does not wear heavy makeup and is not plain to the sky.
A plain woman should be the kind of woman who does not fly or be obscure.
Women in this world always feel that whether it is as beautiful as a heavenly immortal or as elegant as a cloud, it will be a scenery that makes people pleasing to the eye.
Love women.
Like that kind of distance view is not outstanding, close enough warm enough women.
Such a woman should be pure; her heart is noble and pure, and her beauty is subtle and graceful.
I, on the other hand, am really not a plain woman, not gentle enough, not atmospheric enough, not quiet enough.
I had thought about being a lotus-like woman, quiet and peaceful, but I really couldn't, and many times, I was just a conflicted woman who struggled inside, lonely, arrogant, and indifferent.
Such a woman is doomed to be unhappy, and she is also doomed to not be able to get the favor of a man for a lifetime.
No, but it can be pursued.
Many times, I envy all the women who are better than me, more beautiful than me, happier than me, I long to be one of them, and I long to be able to stand like a tree of pear blossoms.
So, I like to write about myself.
In many words, it is my own feelings, my own experience, my own mental journey, my own love and hatred, my own sorrow and joy, perhaps, I am not a good writer in the end, I can only write those narrow egos.
Lo and behold, such a woman, elegant as water.
A pure woman should have a Yunshui Zen heart and should be knowledgeable about the past and the present.
And I, on the other hand, can't do it.
What about you?
Definitely.
I've seen your shop, I've seen your house, where, with incense wafting, exuding girlish charm.
Yu Ting'er, who can be as graceful as you, as tender as water, as ethereal as a cloud, as delicate as a flower.
Yu Ting'er, who can have their own career at a young age like you; last time you said, your biggest regret is that you didn't go to college, but you know? Many college students, really not as good as you.
Yu Ting'er, my pure and beautiful woman, has known each other for many years, silently, but she has been able to read you through some words and the friendship between us.
Sometimes, Rou Rou has faded out of the network and no longer moves around in space, but what force can separate us from those who are "Grand View Garden"?
Like plain women, like you.
There are some small sorrows, but they are not hurtful; fresh and indifferent, and people's good feelings are deep and clear in that day-to-day understanding.
Yu Ting'er, many words are too late, and can not be expressed, is this a short text, can you understand my heart?
Lift the pen, speak shallowly, deeply, may you - understand.
Just understand.