"Before and After the Wedding" -

I used to think that the word "marriage" was still far away from me, but when my youngest sister also got married, my thoughts began to change a little. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The process of change is the process of the wedding.

Waiting for the wedding to start is a long movie. In the movie, several siblings are chatting, taking pictures, and humming songs......

In the process of waiting for the wedding to begin, I was also waiting for the arrival of my sister, the return of the little sister's makeup, and I was looking forward to a group photo of the sisters and brothers and the aunt.

While waiting, the bridesmaids arrived first. One, two, three, thought that was it. It wasn't until the little sister who became the bride today returned that she really saw the strong lineup of the little sister's sister group, with nine bridesmaids!

Well, when you can take pictures, you have to queue up. There are a lot of bridesmaids, and sometimes it's quite annoying, and I have been queuing for a long time!

After waiting for many years, I finally have a group photo of several sisters and brothers! I am so happy! I am so moved!

Many relatives have given gold jewelry to the little sister. However, I could not afford gold jewelry, so I could only buy a small gift - an ordinary but romantic couple ring and a couple bracelet.

I'm so scared to give this gift. Because, gifts can't be compared to gold. Another reason is that there are too many bridesmaids in my little sister's room, and I am shy......

However, courage will still explode at some point. I plucked up the courage to walk into my little sister's room and gave my little heart in front of a few bridesmaids.

I don't speak much when I give gifts, but it's really rare. I only attended her wedding with so many sisters, and I also gave her a gift as a brother.

When I watched my little sister smile, my heart was really touched! It turned out that watching my sister get married made me feel so much in my heart. It's a pity that I didn't attend the wedding of other sisters......

After that, the groom came with a team of groomsmen!

The process from the time the groom led the groomsmen into the bride's room was very intense! However, I was not too involved, I was too quiet.

The bride's bridesmaid group closes the door and sprays the groomsmen downstairs upstairs. Colorful snowflakes fell like this.

However, as soon as the groomsmen, dyed in colorful snowflakes, rushed into the house, they went crazy! The Jedi counterattacked! The groomsmen also responded with colorful sprays to the bridesmaids.

I'm just a happy spectator. Although occasionally I get sprayed too, haha!

There will be a lot of interesting things to say after the groom storms into the bride's room, but I'm not there at the first scene.

In the first scene, it was my three sisters who charged with a camera. She filmed the whole process of the bridesmaids being captured by the groomsmen. Unfortunately, I unconsciously deleted a lot of her hard work tonight.

Watching the fierce fight between the groomsmen and the bridesmaids, I suddenly thought of a question: Will my future wedding be so crazy?

It's fun, but it's so violent, I don't really like it. However, that happy atmosphere really makes me yearn for it.

After that, I will get married, and there will be a lot of cars.

Little by little, watch the wedding go on to the end.

I thought: how can I afford to give her a happy wedding in the future?

My outlook on life suddenly accelerated, and I began to think about marriage. The feeling of pursuing freedom seems to have slowed down voluntarily. I have a special feeling that I want to go to work, as if my marriage is coming and I have to prepare for my wedding.

After the day, the little sister's wedding has become a beautiful memory.

I walked in the crowded city, as if I was the only one walking into the future. If she hasn't shown up yet, how can I better move into the future?

By accident, I saw a girl setting up a roadside stall. She's so beautiful! I was instantly attracted to her!

Attracted to her, not because of her beauty, but because of her beauty. She's smiling, smiling naturally, even if there are no customers.

If life can be faced with a natural smile like her, what is there to be afraid of?

Looking at the beautiful angel on the side of the road, and then looking at the night sky, I thought, when marriage comes, I will understand.

"Bangs, After Not Seeing" -

I have forgotten why I suddenly had to cut my bangs. Forget about cutting the bangs, and shave the hair and feet close to the bald head. Maybe it's impulsive, maybe it's because of greed for freshness, but no matter what, after the bangs are gone, I have a new experience.

A few hours before I decided to cut my bangs, I smiled with my aunt and said that I was going to cut my hair super short and go out with a hat. My aunt doesn't like me to cut my hair short, she prefers me to have a little bangs. Because almost all of my hair when I was a child was cut by my aunt, she cut it for me, and she had bangs that belonged to love. However, since I want to cut my hair short, my aunt will not object.

Okay, after I rode my bike and bought a peaked cap, I went to my aunt who had been cutting my hair for a year. I haven't cut my bangs for a year. Auntie, she was a little surprised when she suddenly heard that I was going to cut my hair short. Yes, I'm more surprised. Looking at the scissors, the moment I cut off my bangs, my heart hurt fiercely. I'm so narcissistic, and the best supporting role for narcissism is my bangs. Was my decision to cut my hair short to challenge my narcissism, which had authority deep down in my heart?

Looking at the ultra-short hair in the mirror, I didn't fit in at all, and even a little repulsed. My aunt looked at my hairstyle and smiled. Perhaps, it's really too awkward.

After leaving my aunt's place, I put on my cap and rode back to my house.

I really seem to be too obsessed with bangs. When I wash my hair, I pour the usual amount of shampoo and put it on top of my head, and it feels like a forest has become a wasteland. I don't even have the strength to scratch my head, and I'm very unaccustomed to it. With a bit of a bonus, though, hair dries super fast. Sometimes, you don't even need a towel to wipe your hair.

Continue to look at yourself with short hair in the mirror, yes, this is the real me. If I can't accept the me in front of me, how can I truly love myself? I used to like to cover myself up with bangs, but now I don't have bangs, how can I hide them? Sure enough, the magic of narcissism is always strong! After wearing a peaked cap, the angle of 45 degrees just replaces my bangs. Then, take a few selfies and continue to express your feelings.

I wonder how people who know me react when they see my short haircut. Indeed, there were various reactions. Good-looking, ugly, mature, sunny, instantly aged for ten years...... I'm used to it. In particular, my little nephew, who was only a few years old, said that my hairstyle was ugly......

I have to wear a hat when I go out, otherwise I'm afraid of people laughing. That's what makes me think too much.

Then one time, I was in a hurry to get home and forgot to put on my hat because I was in such a hurry. When I rushed home, I didn't feel anything wrong, as if the bangs were still there. It wasn't until I got home that I suddenly remembered that I wasn't wearing a hat. It doesn't matter, though. I know that everything is thinking too much about myself. My hair is cut short, which may be a bit unaccustoming to anyone who is used to seeing my hairstyle with bangs. But in the eyes of people who don't know me, there is no difference between me having bangs and not having bangs. Sometimes, don't take yourself too seriously.

Slowly, I was able to go out without a hat. Looking at me in the mirror, the more I look at it, the more pleasing it becomes. I think the rejection of short hair at first was just because I was unfamiliar. After getting acquainted, the same is love.

Only by accepting yourself with all your heart can you love yourself well. The one who has bangs is himself. If you don't have bangs, it's yourself. Why should you reject one of your true selves for the sake of so-called face? It feels good to try to be another true self once in a while. You only have one life, but you can live many of yourself.

Also, after the bangs are gone, I no longer have the heart to pretend to be forced when I see a beautiful girl on the road. Because, I can't afford it. Ha ha!

Last night, for some reason, my heart was very empty, so I sang to my first love on WeChat, and said that I couldn't think of it, I just wanted to sing. She thought I was joking.

I don't want to say too much, I just want to sing. After singing some half-baked Korean songs, I started singing a few of the songs I've written for her over the years. Just to express a mood. I want her to know that because of her, I can write these songs that belong to me. Because of her, I was able to grow beyond my imagination. Even if my growth is not much growth in her eyes......

When she knew that my singing was real, she laughed it off. Yes, that's the best response. This faint cold is already many times warmer than the previous severe cold. I should be grateful......

I often wonder what I would be like now if I hadn't been with her in the first place. But as she said, if there are no ifs, only results. Yes, she matured in love, and I grew in self-love.

After the breakup, I always thought that I would not miss her. Again and again, approaching her, thinking that there would be hope to continue. Then, again and again, away from her, healing in her own world with a heart of disappointment. In the midst of that disappointment again and again, the pain in my heart can always bring tears out. But after a long time, again and again, my heart has become accustomed to the pain. I didn't even feel pain. Perhaps, it is numbness. Perhaps, it is not love.

I have heard that when you love someone, if the other person is happy, you will be happy, and if the other person is unhappy, you will be unhappy. Sometimes, when I see her express some happy feelings, I don't feel happy. I don't feel unhappy when I see her expressing some anger or a little resentment or sadness. So, is this proof that she has become my first love?

The word "once" verifies the past. Yes, the first love I loved at the beginning has been completely left in the past, smiling happily in the past. In other words, I loved my first love, not the person I once loved. Time can change a lot, including you and me.

It's very gratifying to see that I finally no longer feel heartache for that past.

I am grateful to her for giving me a short but beautiful first love that I didn't even have a first kiss for, and let me grow up on my own in a world where I thought too much. Let me be good, and I can leave it to another her in the future.

Bangs, after disappearing, the angle of thinking about things also began to change. I don't know, when Liu Haichang comes back, will I regret writing this Dongdong ......

Whew, the road always has to go, and if you write it, you will write it.

If I regret it, I'll cut my bangs again. Ha ha!