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XXX:
My love, Dachuan, a few days ago, I seemed to accidentally ask you, how do we spend the Qixi Valentine's Day in China? I want to buy you a present, but you don't care much. Don't worry about worldly things, we have holidays every day! Yes, we have all gone through 26 Tanabata, but have we really had a heart-to-heart meeting? We have been struggling, we have been encouraging each other, and we are guarding our hearts together, constantly cultivating, watering and harvesting! I must celebrate this Valentine's Day for both of us. On this day, I will give you a surprise, make you happy and cheerful, and know that I know you, kiss you, love you and feel sorry for you. How can two people who love each other not be in heart?
I never called your husband. I don't like this word. None of us like it. I'll call you Dachuan, because you are tall and great in my heart, that is, you give me endless love, make our family relationship last forever, and make our life forever like the waves of roses. I am a happy woman who lives with flowers.
Dachuan, my favorite, please, no matter how I make you angry in the future, you are not really angry, okay? No matter how ill I am, no matter how serious it is, don't worry, because I know you are getting old. Your new white hair is enough to show that you are no longer young. The decline of your memory shows that you are not who you used to be. My menopause will soon pass. I have paid great attention, carefully and very hard to throw my irritability, anxiety, bursting and nagging into the Pacific Ocean, leaving you alone, undisturbed and nagging. Please take it out on me and hit me for almost a lifetime. Even if you hit me, I won't make trouble I will obediently accept this unprecedented "reward".
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XXX:
A love letter is actually a big umbrella. This is a big umbrella that the baby can always hold. There is no haze under the umbrella, and there is no melancholy. When the wind comes, you can keep out the wind, and when the rain comes, you can keep out the rain. As a baby's umbrella, you should also know that you can't break it when you shouldn't, and you can't support it when you shouldn't. It should be a baby umbrella, which is both practical and childlike. I will try to be the only umbrella for my baby's life.
Love letters are actually unique. The baby is always teasing me about whether there is a lover outside. To me, she is beautiful, rich, talented, gentle and kind. She combines all the virtues of China women, knowing that we are in love, and she is devoted to each other. She's not jealous, she doesn't want fame, and she doesn't want a penny. She also takes care of our children. She is your servant girl. If there is such a thing, I will look for it. In fact, in my eyes, after 100 years, it's still only you.
Love letters are actually a kind of support. I am a crutch when the baby needs crutches, a big bed when the baby needs rest, ice water when the baby is thirsty, and spicy chicken legs when the baby is hungry. It is a kind of regretless follow-up, holding your hand and growing old with your son.
Love letters are actually love. A year ago, I spoiled and loved you. A year later, I love and spoil you. A hundred years later, I feel that life is not mediocre, nor is it muddleheaded. A hundred years later, you sigh that you have me all your life because you are loved.
Love letters are actually chopsticks. If you want to catch a dish, you have to have a chopstick to degrade yourself. I will always be willing, willing, like, happy, willing, willing to be the one who puts down his identity.
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XXX:
Today is Valentine's Day. My favorite-you and your son are still at home, not with me, I miss you so much! I haven't written a love letter for many years, and I have no idea to go to work this afternoon. I suddenly want to write you a love letter. Ha ha! Middle-aged men also have the same * * * as their first love, so praise yourself first.
Dear, when I came to the newspaper office this morning and passed the Guanghua Gate, I stared at the place where we used to live through the window for a long time. That's where our beloved little family used to be. It's a shabby old house with three people sharing a small space and poor conditions. But you're not disgusted. Life is so happy.
From the moment I was with you, I vowed to love you and never change my mind. I named you Pain Pain to express my commitment and love for you forever.
There, you learned to cook and buy recipes yourself. From then on, I think your cooking is the best, and I always like to eat your cooking, such as fried potato shreds, vegetable and egg soup, tomato and egg soup, braised pork ribs, braised crucian carp, and sliced pork with Chinese cabbage.
There, on summer nights, we often sit on the mat and eat watermelons, each half with a spoon. There is no air conditioning, and I don't feel much uncomfortable. Watermelon is too sweet.
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