Your love, I will always collect

Your love, I will always collect

Three-eighth countdown three hours

Gently, I turned my head back and found that you are on the road. I traced your footsteps and outlined a piece of Liu Liu who was not regretful; when I sat inside, I recited the ancient Chinese sentence. At the time, the discordant rhythm of washing dishes was heard outside the door.

Early and greedy, your looks can't stand the repeated toss, the muscles of your mouth are slack, and the whole face is dragged with a lot of charm. Wu Xiu's, elegant catkins have no health of floodlights, and the waves of hair are mixed with a few autumns. Starting to gain weight, the bloated body is like a big wooden stake, and the action is not as good as it used to be.

I have no reason to ask you anything, and what you give me is far from what I can't think of. Your dress began to fall behind, revealing the sadness of the years and the embarrassment of the past. The outdated card has faded color, and the poor rubber band has cracked several mouths. The dream of a little girl has long been weak, and it has brought a lot of reason and maturity. What is the fragile wish of a woman with the reversal of reality and nightmare? Now, I can only hate my own powerlessness.

Your heart may have already met the reality that is not allowed to be recognized. The dry cough outside the window was snarling, and my heart was full of embarrassment. Frail and sick, but still insist. In the man's point of view, this is stupid; in your opinion, in the perspective of a woman in the whole world, this is happiness.

When I saw your back again, the messy identity huddled in my mind: three daughters, mother, wife, colleague, first grade. The sensation of feeling touches the bottom of my heart, as if there is a different feeling in this woman.

Therefore: I gently look back again to capture the kindness of your eyes when you are pulling me; step on your steps to taste the cleansing of life; look back and sit here, meditating on your heart.

Mom, your love, I will always collect.

Third day: Peng Yuming