My son had just graduated from college and landed his dream job, so I could finally sit back and relax. But at the same time I suddenly found that dazzling white hair, like the stars twinkling in the night, quietly remind me: you are old! Under the same roof, he naturally can not escape the knife of time, pinch refers to a calculation, we have had the siege city for more than 20 years, even our love is getting old, old beyond recognition.
Looking at my husband in carefully playing with his plants, I suddenly smiled, when we were young, everyone said we match, now still match: the white hair on my head with his white hair, the wrinkles in the corners of my eyes with his bags, I no longer slim body with his tall and straight body.
Young love is inseparable from passion and romance, and the old love, there must be no lack of gentle and plain. There are a few months is our wedding anniversary, Dawei so many years, a festival countless, we in the Dragon Boat Festival, in the National Day travel, in order to the Spring Festival extravaganza, but did not have any action in the wedding anniversary. Not romantic, just not good at expression, I have long been used to no surprise and gift days, all the holiday as a time traveler, only action interpretation of the true meaning of a marriage: the stability to each other, the longest love plain!
Our love is getting on in years, and perhaps this is the only time to realize that the care of The Times is better than the sweetness of the moment. For more than 20 years, I have been around the pot almost every day. I can’t remember when the symphony of POTS and pans had the sound of harmony. When I am tired, he can make delicious four dishes and a soup; He quietly washed the dishes while I sat on the couch watching the show. Whenever you eat a delicious dish outside, write it down carefully and cook it for me at home. There was a pot of spare ribs simmering on the fire, and the diffuse aroma made me think that love was actually a pot of soup cooked by old fire. Caring and considerate is the best food. I used the most clumsy way to guard the triviality of a place, slowly suffering every minute and second.
He is really old, once hot temper calm down, I feel more and more warmth and care, sometimes even think he is a little motherly. “Have you taken your medicine?” “It’s cold. Put on more clothes.” “What do you want for dinner?” This reminder, do not know how many times a day. Remember the year before I was ill, ill torture I did not look like a person, with a ferocious face to describe it too much, and he in order to take care of me, the same is a skeletal body. In order to amuse me, he bared his teeth and pretended to be a gorilla. When I smiled, he immediately praised me: Look, you smile more beautiful! When I was crying for pain, he grabbed my shoulder and said softly, “Lean in, lend you a little courage!”
We are just two people around the fire, love is old, we cherish each other more and more, with each other in the long winter, also feel lonely cold. Now he gives up smoking and drinking for health, and I study nutrition and food for health, accompanied by the common home words.
Once thought that love, is someone can jump into the sea for me, walk just know, in fact, nothing will happen. When the light of love fades, two ordinary people are wrapped in the secular fireworks, shuttling in the fuel, rice, oil and salt, only to realize that love is not a castle in the air, but the realization of what to eat every meal, how to spend every penny in the chatter.