(a)

After we got married, we lived together for decades.

We're finally growing old together.

Since investing in the Comfort Fund and the Comfort Hospital, your physical condition has become more and more pleasant. Every time we had a physical examination, the doctor always had a surprised expression and reported us one good news after another.

You're going to the hospital less and less often, and you're getting fewer and fewer things to check. Every year, some of the previously worrying symptoms gradually disappear.

You are suffering from a variety of chronic diseases of the internal organs, which are beginning to heal without medicine.

You say to me, "This is a proof. Prove that we did the right thing. ”

Not only are you getting healthier, but you can even go out for a morning run with me sometimes.

We jogged side by side through the King's Gardens of Monaco and around our two homes, enjoying the Mediterranean sun, the sea breeze and the rich scent of flowers.

We were very affectionate and never blushed once.

In almost everything, either we have the same choice in our hearts, or I willingly follow your choice.

Sometimes in the garden, we can't help but think of watering the flowers, and at the same time reach for the long kettle that is watering the flowers.

When our hands hold the handle of the kettle at the same time, we look at each other and smile knowingly.

Sometimes when we go out, we invariably order the same dishes and think of the same restaurants.

Every wedding anniversary, I book a seat with a white screen near the balcony in ZHOU.

The first time I dined at ZHOU, I told you the story of the wind and the moon, and how his younger brother Jackie followed me as a deputy for the rest of his life.

We became regular visitors to ZHOU.

Later, there was no need to make a reservation, and every time it was our wedding anniversary, the owner and foreman of ZHOU would automatically reserve that seat for us.

When we arrived, there were large bouquets of flowers and greeting cards from the owner of ZHOU, as well as a 1931 French white wine given to us by the restaurant.

We've never been out on the lace news.

The gossip media reports on us are all about how we show affection.

The paparazzi also took pictures of us kissing each other or walking hand in hand.

Neither of us has ever had any scandals with other people.

One entertainment magazine even published 100 photos of us staring at each other affectionately.

In all the photos, I always look up at you with a hazy look of admiration and love. And the way you look at me is also written with warmth and love that you can know at a glance.

You put your arms around my waist as you walked down the spiral staircase.

As you go up and down the stairs, turn around and take my hand.

You stood in front of me when protesters threw eggs and cauliflower at us.

You were the first to stand up and applaud me.

You help me sort out the zipper on the back of my evening dress.

You helped me carry the lady's handbag so I could try on it in front of the mirror.

You and I wear the same big sunglasses.

We walked in the waves in the exact same pair of beach shoes.

We used the same telescope to look at the Southern Cross and the Milky Way in the Chilean night sky.

We lay side by side on the road far away from the Great Wall, looking at the blue autumn sky overhead.

With the same bag of popcorn in hand, we sat on a bench by the lake, watching the snow-capped peaks and feeding the swans swimming by Lake Geneva.

(b)

A paparazzi reporter who has been following us for a long time couldn't help but express his inner thoughts to the camera.

He said: "I have followed the couple for so many years, and I have more than 100,000 photos of their various lives, but I can't find a single one that shows the estrangement and distance between them."

At all times, they were always so affectionate, so harmonious, maintaining perfect telepathy and magical incommunicacy.

We've been following them for a long time, and we're all very familiar with each other.

Sometimes they see my camera twinkling in the sunlight, they look at each other heartily, smile in my direction, and then they give me a sweet kiss or a warm hug so that I can leave a clear and vivid close-up.

Sometimes, they would bring us the reporters who were secretly photographing, candy, movie tickets and other small gifts, and we also received signed photos of the baron and his wife, rape paintings painted by the husband and wife, flowers and fruits they planted with their own hands.

I even received a beautiful set of flower tea cups and plates from my wife. ”

"Anytime I see them appear, my heart is filled with emotion and warmth," he said. I think they are the kind of model couple that God wants us to be. Each can keep the other in a divine aura. ”

He said: "Every time I look at their photos, I feel ashamed and emotional. I often look at it and think that I should also call my wife and children, bring them home gifts, or even take some jobs away and give them more time to do chores and games. ”

"I've learned a lot from them over the years I've been following them," he said. Their love and mutual respect have made me more affectionate and upright. ”

"Gradually, I became no longer up to the task of photographing other celebrities," he says. It is difficult for me to have a despicable heart in my heart, to secretly photograph the weaknesses of other people's human nature, and it is difficult to stir up right and wrong, spread rumors about the relationship between men and women, and make others sad and ugly. ”

Later, the journalist really quit his job as a paparazzi and became our couple's personal photographer.

He has taken a number of famous photographs for our Comfort Foundation, Comfort Hospital, and various medical charities, and has become a well-known "Saint Journalist".

All the official photos of our husband and wife came from him.

At the charity sale for our 15th wedding anniversary, we invited his whole family to the banquet and gave his wife and children lovely gifts.

With deep gratitude, he said to us: "Monsieur and Madame Baron, you must be angels from below. Your holy love has completely cleansed my sunken soul, and you have changed my life. ”

(c)

Although we are very affectionate, and your body is getting better and better, and even later, you can not enter the hospital for a whole year, or even several years in a row, and you do not need to take any medication to stabilize your condition, but, unfortunately, we have never had children.

You say with regret and apologetic that this is obviously your problem, because I have conceived children before, but I just didn't succeed in becoming a mother.

This is also a great pity for our relatives.

The absence of descendants means that our vast family business, as well as our illustrious titles, will have no successors.

However, I say to you, "I believe this is a better arrangement from heaven." In order for us to treat all the little lives in the world more wholeheartedly as our own children, and for us to dedicate everything in this life to the public welfare. ”

I said, "In this way, we will be able to appreciate more deeply our Heavenly Father's love for all of the world." will not be loved by oneself, limiting the breadth and depth of life. ”

At night, we read the Ahama Sutra of Southern Buddhism together under the lamp.

You read the scriptures for me in pure Pali.

It was a language I had never heard before, and it was the lingua franca that was popular in the heart of the Buddha's teachings.

It sounds extra intimate, more catchy and approachable than Sanskrit.

Sometimes, I even feel that I don't need you to translate it so that I can understand what the Pali text is saying.

You said that during your family's migration from Chinese mainland to Southeast Asia, you learned Pali in Burma. Myanmar is a country where Southern Buddhism is the state religion. There, many people knew Pali.

Read me a passage in Pali and explain to me the gist of it.

You say, "His Holiness is the only son born to the Buddha before he became a monk." After the Buddha became a monk, he returned to his home country and ordained the young Raho Ra as a novice. Someone asked the Buddha, "Don't you love your only begotten Son?" At such a young age, let him become a monk, abandon the comfortable life of a prince, and follow the Sangha around, eating and sleeping in the open. The Buddha replied, "May I love all living beings as all living beings, and may I love all living beings as Rahora." ”