About me

Couples living separately. One side is like an old waterwheel that keeps turning by the river, with bamboo tubes pouring out water to irrigate the fields next to each other; the other side is like a kite flying in the vast sky. Sometimes they are far away, Sometimes they look like swallows flying back with a light breeze. Home is a beautiful co-constructed vision, we guard the old waterwheel and hold the vague kite string.

The years are unforgiving and you occasionally feel tired. The endless routine of your life is no longer a novelty, and the various constraints of family or work suddenly make you want a warm haven for your soul.

You start to tighten your kite string; you start to call out from afar. You want to share the minutiae and sweetness of every moment of your life with your loved one, who is working hard on his dreams ; you want the encouragement and warmth of love from your family. We both need to do better for each other, yet we don’t understand each other’s emotional needs very well.

You’ve been working in a job with little prospect and have recently considered whether to change to a job that would increase your income, at 35, an age of uncertainty. You leave early and come home late, you still have to look after your children’s lives and schoolwork, and worry about your parents’ health and mood. You only feel a moment of relaxation and authenticity when you take the underground. You don’t share vulnerabilities and complaints with your other half. You wait for your lover to say a word of shushing or virtual joint sharing from afar. The power of words is often underestimated, and in your mind everything may be that simple. It’s not that you can’t understand your partner’s busy schedule, you just can’t bear the thought of being disconnected for long periods of time. You don’t believe that your lover doesn’t have any time to spare, and you gradually become overly concerned about your lover’s replies. How many big things do you think there can be in this world besides life and death? Weak water three thousand only take a dipper to drink, silence makes you suffer.

You are busy at work all day, your career may be on the rise, and the messages from afar always make you feel unrealistically harried. You feel that family is only a small part of your life and you don’t want to reply . You don’t even call from afar for a few days, you want to be alone, you want to do something you think is interesting.

Time slowly allows misunderstandings to arise. You blame your other half for not having a family concept, asking for warmth, chatting at home, cooking a small dish for your family, plain company is happiness, your lover just can’t perceive it; you blame your other half for not being a strong career backer, “chasing after you” all day long, unable to jump through the emotional sound loop, you say this is a kind of spiritual bondage. “The old waterwheel by the river has become a windmill in the paddy fields, and Don Quixote, who is “scarred”, has lost his language.

You are very disappointed; you are aggrieved. You say that love has changed. You say that love has faded. You can’t be alone in your own world, let alone in the world of your lover follow nature. You have no qualms about counting the faults of your other half. No one can understand other side. And other side understands other side. You are stuck in an emotional quagmire for a long time. You stand still and no one wants to take a step forward.

At this point, you decide to shift your focus and take care of your parents and children, or you remain indifferent and continue to work to your heart’s content. You show your happiness in your circle of friends, but you don’t really care how many people follow and like you. You find yourself with a void in your life that needs to be filled. You’ve never been afraid of being alone, but it’s a little frustrating and tedious when the good things are not shared by the people you love most. You hug to yourself late at night, wishing you had someone to drink to quench your thirst for you.

You’re still not used to the distance. Adults should be able to mend themselves. Don’t care that you are a speck of dust, you still have love to build bridges. You are catching in the river of life, you are running on the one-way road, let’s grow into a peach tree.

Tonight seems a bit desolate cold, the rain outside the window is still quietly falling.Leaning on the balcony, as long as I think of you, I will feel a little more miss in my heart.It is comforting to know that all is well with you.

Continue to sort out the love letter I want to give you. dear! These matters of the heart, which should have been given to you long ago, and I am still procrastinating.Really ashamed. The love letter was already out of draft, but I changed the draft again one, two, three, four, so that my thoughts were five-six-seven.The bits and pieces of getting along with you, miss you true feelings, intertwined with each other, is confusing.What’s more terrible is that after falling in love with you, I’m so happy I’m at a loss for words.How can I tell you clearly what is in my heart? after all, to your heart, I definitely don’t want to be perfunctory.

A few short days of goodbye to you, miss more and more heavy.Parting is an unforgettable morning, you in the car reluctant to look back at each other, I waved my hand by the roadside pretending to be strong. I can’t resist the emotional hot tears suddenly soaked the corner of the eyes, the bottom of the heart messy into numbness.I look at you secretly and why I hadn’t said more to you? why i could not accompany you on your joint departure. I used to naively thought that my longing would be washed away by time, but who would have expected this to be a wrong judgement! The more I miss you, and it hurts not to meet. I remembered the National Day of Parting, my thoughts of you are little sweet, although I can’t escape the lovesickness and worries, wandering on the riverbank and the ridge. Why is it that the two states of mind are so different from each other? Missing is really elusive,love gave us a common secret.

When you were with me, you said “like a dream”, and I was the same.I miss you all the time, miss every scene with you, miss every word and every word we said when we were together.

Every scene is filled with happiness and every word soaks into my heart. Dear! we enjoyed the moon at Jiange, we strolled the sunset at the ferry….

We still have more beautiful memories. Only sky and earth know , you and I know . Every time aftertaste, timeless fragrance.

Occasionally, you will worry about asking whether “like a dream” is particularly “unreal”. At this moment, I just want to tell you firmly: “I only hope that in this life, you and I work together to weave a better dream.”

Honey! Sometimes I miss you’ll be quiet, as at the end of the text, this little poem I gave you:

The raindrops are light, the eaves are quiet.

Far out into the world.

The heart shakes the dream.

-Xing Xing.

The city meanders into the fog.

mountain jagged road not leading anywhere

layers of wet rain alley

Bright Crimson Flower

Like my eyes.

A piece of my heart is scattered.