Falling in love made me walk with you, and I walked into the palace of marriage with you with tolerance, and married life gave me infinite pain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info love your madness, let me become a martyr of marriage, I want the perfection of love with tears, but love gives me only infinite vastness.

"Mom, don't go." The child held my hand, my heart trembled, and the pain in my heart was deep. How I wish you could look back at me, with sorrow, with sorrow, with pity.

The sky was drizzling, the weeping night turned the world gray, and my marriage was short and gray.

Divorce seemed like another beginning in life, and I left in silence.

Life has changed a lot, and the child made me wander at the intersection of the ten sons of love, and I still want to stay when I am gone. Maybe it's too crazy to love, maybe there's too much......

The child grew up day by day, and I couldn't give him a complete home, how could the hidden pain in my heart make me leave like this. Watching my children go to class and their grades slip day by day, I went back to that home.

The days of separation seem to make us cherish the days of togetherness even more. Life unexpectedly had laughter.

"Mommy, Mommy, let's go to the movies together, and Dad." He smiled.

Everything is changing.

Outside, we are still a sweet couple. Our life is more peaceful, the outside world is differently exciting, and the people and things I come into contact with every day give me a different life.

Dawei and I seem to have gotten closer and more tolerant of each other, and the war from love to marriage has finally stopped. Why are there so many wars from acquaintance to marriage, and they hurt each other, I ask myself.

My child grew up in the midst of war, and the innocent eyes told me that he needed a warm home.

Tomorrow I have to travel far again, take my bags to a distant place, where there are my dreams, looking at the smiling faces of children, I slow down, tomorrow is to go or stay, I have one more stumbling in my heart.

My husband is still alone, commuting to and from work alone every day. The old people in the family took the children for us, and the distant road gave me some more excuses to stay at home.

"Mommy, Mommy, don't leave me." At night, the child hugged me tightly, and my tears could not stop flowing.

My mother has added a few gray hairs, and I can't tell for a moment what my heart desires if I am running away or seeking new happiness.

I left, with my thoughts of my children and a responsibility, and I had to travel far away. What other children have, I must have for my children.

Goodbye to my children, goodbye to my mother, goodbye to my homeland.

Divorce has made me stronger, and my son is my biggest hudle. I want to succeed, I want the future.

Back in the company, I put all my energy into my work, I buried my pain in the bottom of my heart, and people saw that every day of me was the sunny side.

The roses seem to favor me, but I only have children in my heart.

"Mom, I miss you so much. When are you coming to see me. "My son called me at home.

"Mom will definitely come home after work." I comforted the child.

At night, I went to the beach alone and listened to the sound of the sea, and I forgot the pain. Occasionally, when I think about the scene when I was in love, it seems to have become a little blurry. Sometimes when I see three or two pairs of lovers walking by the beach, there is always a feeling of astringency in my heart.

I am a divorced woman, and for the sake of my children, I have to be a successful woman.

The outside world is really exciting, but my choice is only my son's future.

Concentrate:

My work "Junyao Anthology" was renamed "Dream Hunting"

Original name: Li Zhijun

Editor in charge: Zhao Chengwei

It has been officially published and publicly released, please support the genuine version.

- Beijing: China Theatre Publishing House, 2009.5 (Zizhuxuan)

ISBN: ISBN978-7-104-02978-6