He has been planning for a long time, and he directed the matchmaker.

I didn't get moved, I just got on the thief ship in a daze.

Unexpectedly, this was a thousand-year-old mistake that led to a long tragedy!

One misstep becomes a hatred for eternity!

The age of a flower-like jade, matching the tall head, slender figure, and dignified appearance, but he threw himself into the arms of the devil alive, which is really sad!

He is a filial son and grandson of feudal ethics, full of monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, foolish, filial piety and foolishness.

He regards his wife as a mustard, "I'd rather have a bad relationship with my wife than offend my family", this is his motto, although it is a new era, but it is reincarnated in the pile of old papers.

At the instigation of his parents and siblings, he and I shared the same bed and dreams, separated from each other, without the same concept and without a common language. I'm in the house, and he goes out, and he's in the house, and I'm leaving.

He scolded when he opened his mouth, and fought when he raised his hand, a small battle in three days, and a big battle in five days.

The days are dark, bloody and bloody, there is no harmony, no warmth, no love, no joy.

I spent my time in cruelty and sorrow. Described as withered, emaciated, and in a trance.

I am a traditional woman, honest, kind, dull, duty, good wife and mother are my labels. Grievances, patience, struggles, intersections, contradictions.

I also thought that divorce and marriage are a broken textbook, a rope that binds people, and there is no decision after all.

For decades, I haven't been cared for by a man, let alone a man's true love.

Although there is skin-to-skin contact, it is a physiological phenomenon of animals, a kind of helplessness, a kind of pain, and there is no feeling of ecstasy.

But, after all, she is a human being, and she is a woman, and she also has her own seven emotions and six desires, longing to be loved and eager to love.

It is a blessing to be loved, and it is a pleasure to love.

It is a pain not to be loved, and it is a misfortune not to love.

In the cruel reality of the world, you can neither be loved nor loved. I had to bury this desire deep in my heart.

Sometimes, in the haze, there is a man who loves, hurts, and spoils himself, and he is presumptuous, coquettish, and domineering, while the man is not angry, only smiles innocently......

However, the man's image was so blurry that I couldn't see his face clearly.

At this time, I didn't think about morality or immorality, I just comforted myself and anesthetized myself.

And what can be clearly seen is the cold and cold world, the fierce devil.

In this way, day after day, year after year, decades have passed, and when I am old, I have not broken free from the net, and I am still living together, although I am angry.

There is a book that says, "No man, no woman, can live without a marriage, but not without love." After all, both men and women can only see themselves and complete the world from each other's pupils. ”

And in my life, I only have one marriage, but no love. So, my world is incomplete. However, everything is over, everything is impossible, everything is too late.

I have no future, only the past.

The past will not be forgotten, and when I think about it, my heart is very painful.

However, the heart does not wither, it still longs to be loved and loved.

Although it is a luxury, it is impossible to get it in this life.

It's a scar that will never heal......

(Monday, October 29, 2012)