Dear Wife, I have come to see you! February this year came colder than usual because of one rare snowfall after another in the first month. When you were here, I loved the snow, never feared the long, cold, snowy winter, I like to clutch your cold little hand with a gentle big hand, like you put your hand into my warm armpit, thick ebony head pressed against my thick chest, you said that this is happiness, take the world's happiness to give you are not exchange! You are such a small woman who is easy to be contented, the heavens have no eyes, and even swept away my love, so that we no longer have even these small joys!
After you left, I was especially sad on the snowy days, and there was a petal in the fluttering snowflakes that was the soul of your solo dance? How do they fall one after another, no one care about me? But I heard you giggle, that you rolled a snowball and slipped and fell on your back, laughing at my nervous "silly", but I'm a "silly man" how not a little "silly blessing! "I'm not sure I can do that. "Nervous" ten years of "baby" or in front of me looked at the "broken", bleeding, bleeding, a ground of fresh red, you miserable white as snow face! ...... I shut myself in the house, closed the curtains not to see the outdoors, but the home everywhere is your shadow, you in my heart, never left a moment. I have become a bit withdrawn, but also a few words, sad music is the beat of my heart, sad poetry word drops my thoughts, how many endless nights can not sleep, how many times the soul of the dream is always the same with the gentleman, vaguely or once upon a time, but you only body is lost! You have been immersed in my bone marrow, you flow in my blood, what can I do to forget you? I know you feel sorry for me now, and I hate myself for being such an unflappable man, but the love in my bones fills my heart, so how can I start a new life?
See? I gave you planted willow has spread leaves spitting spike, soft branches brushing your tombstone, but I hope it is your bitter silence of the company, this is your life favorite trees, we this to hardy pines and cypresses are mainly, you said that the pines and cypresses in all seasons to open a big eye, guarding the mountains, guarding the water, guarding the black soil and this side of the water and soil on the people and even the dead, for generations, the unchanging faithfulness, the same color, no rest, no replacement, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest, no rest. There is no substitute, although laborious, but live too tired! Not like the willow, seasonal changes in green, branches through the floating, leaf bottom warbler cries tip of the flotsam fly that is more durable than the blossom fruit red beauty ...... I admire your little head how to hide so many ideas, on the ordinary tree can also say some right and wrong reasoning ...... But the willow years The willows grow green every year, the birds go away and come back, but you, my dear, have disappeared.
Is it because you don't want to live a heavy life like the pine tree? Since you married me, life is not easy, if not for your uncomplaining love and tolerance, I do not dare to think I can survive. Father's frail and sick, not only can not work, but also can not leave the care of the mother's intermittent mental illness said to commit, whether it is breath into the frost of the cold days, or the wind and rain of the deeper half of the night, you accompanied me to my father to see a doctor, looking for lost mother, and my young sister, has long taken you as a real "mother", and I have no idea what you are doing. At that time, our income is low, every cent to play to its extreme, you never complained about my "useless", depressed, but always you encourage me to optimistically look forward, everything will be fine!
Father left sober and calm, his last words to me said: "My family burned a few generations of incense stall so good daughter-in-law, you can be good to treat her, there is no child I'm this old bones are open, let alone your young people ......". Did not give me a son and a half has been your heart disease, I really do not care, this life has you, I have the perfect world, but you go, my sky stars are no longer shining, even if it is the blazing sun shines on the body, I'm still cold shivering, I can't wake up from the loss of your nightmare, you will blame me for my weak and unsupportive? I really miss you too much, I don't know how to live without you? How many people advise me to forget the past and start afresh, I also know that living well is the greatest comfort to you, but, dear wife, how can I forget you? Ten years of my life is still fresh in my mind, even my mother, who is not normal, calls your name and looks for you in every room, and my sister comes home to hold your photo and weep for a long time, how can I face such a situation? Dear wife, thoughts are a thick layer of scabs on my heart, tearing the heart and lungs, but silent, tightly closed lips, hold back the cries of that hurt, so the sweat is the tears that can not be flowed ...... My love, the red dust such as a dream gathering and away, much love and much sadness, caressing a song sent to each other, difficult to tell the meaning of the thoughts of each other. The world's most important thing is that the world's most important thing is the world's most important thing. The first time I saw a dream, it is difficult to wake up, empty old mountains, listen to the spring ding dong seemingly unintentional, reflecting my long night of silence ......
Ugh! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of me, but I'm going to be able to get the best out of you, and I'm going to be able to get the best out of you. But how can I bear to make you too sad? You see, I brought you your favorite meals, fruits, and this beautiful clothes, remember? That shopping mall, you stopped in front of it, I mobilized you to buy, but you are too avant-garde on the grounds that the money to the mother and sister to buy things, my gentle and kind wife ah, put it on, you allow me to be lavish for you this time, when the wind raised the sky of the willow, I will see that you are still the most beautiful of my daughters!
Today is a special day, the second anniversary, I do not dare to come to see you often, I am afraid that my will break down, leaving behind the mission and responsibility of the world with you, if that, I look down on myself, more sorry for you! I must seek justice for you, two years I can still be sober, strong and alive, this is the biggest reason, although the lawsuit for the matter of the broken brain, but the world after all, more good people, in a very caring, righteous lawyer's selfless help to achieve victory, that the abominable perpetrators have been duly sanctioned, I am also relieved to be able to comfort your soul, to the loss of his daughter's in-laws an account. I can give my parents-in-law an explanation. You can rest assured that I often go to visit them, and we go together when the same, I give them to do good food, help them to do the work that can not be, and they talk to them, they have been from the sudden blow slowed down, but often in turn to persuade me to ......
For the work, I have always been meticulous, because of my excellent performance, plus the salary increase in the past two years. I am also very happy, just without your happiness, my heart is this bitter!
I'll go on like this you must be angry, well, I put away the tears, accompany you slowly eat this meal, you have accompanied me for ten years, ten years, is not a shallow destiny, is that I'm too greedy, always suspected of being too short, too short, the edge of the end of the love is difficult to, my dear wife, I only hope to be able to have a life after life, in the next life, hold your hand and then do not separate!
Yes, pull yourself together! I must pull myself together! In order to live up to this hall of men seven feet body, for our parents and I support this family! Dear wife, the love of my life, do not sigh I still want you to think of tears wet lapel, and do not for I may still be lonely back depressed, my heart is hot, promised you a good life, will be determined to go on, also like this willow you love, "seasonal change of green, branches through the floating"! Come on, let's share this apple, and then, let's live hard in our respective worlds, I can't say, walking, I just happen to run into you again!
(Dear friend, I wrote down your heart, I know, I can't reach your thoughts in more words, I can't table your mood one or two, but let's take it as a thought for the sake of forgetfulness, although, there is no forgetfulness, the thought of forever, but the life has to go on, so let this unforgettable thought turn into a doubled treasure of the life, right? (If there is a savior in the world, it is not someone else, it should be the indomitable self!)