I'm not slender enough, I just live my life

Brandt 2022-03-30 09:01:10

Getting caught up in one's own little emotions and letting it ferment and turn sour is the forte of young literary and artistic people. But young literary and artistic people ruin their lives, isn't it bad to think about something more serious?

At this point I'm relieved.

I'm not slender enough, I just live my life.

What if it was me.

Probably the first time we will go to Switzerland to see her!

Will rummage through the closet to find the German dictionary, excited to say here it is!

Will study unfamiliar words one by one, guess their meaning, ask husband, right. Maybe occasionally argue over the meaning of words.

I will be enthusiastic about the follow-up progress, keep track of it, and take the trouble to report the progress to him. Even when he was bored I was still in high spirits.

And pestering him every night about their youth!

When he fell into memory, he said in a tone of infinite yearning: Oh, how beautiful,

Then the point came. At this point in the plot, you should pause for a moment, then inadvertently talk about your first love, and then fall silent, as if the door to memory has been opened, and you silently turn your back to cherish the memory.

If he came to pull me, I would fall into his arms, tug at his clothes and wipe the corners of my eyes - if I can't squeeze out tears, it would be good to wipe my eyes - I would tilt my head slightly and use an almost murmured tone Say: He's fine, but I still love you more. I would hug him tightly, take a deep breath, inhale his scent into my lungs, and flow through my body with the blood. I will kiss him lightly. In order to avoid the embarrassing episode of wilting too fast in the play, the kiss had to be without a hint of eroticism. In this way, the plot is coherent, and there will be no regrets in recalling it afterwards, all of which are pink bubbles.

What if he didn't come to pull me, we each remember our own? of course not. I would pretend to recall, brewing emotions, then turn around and approach him, cheeks against his back, hands around his chest, feeling his heartbeat. I will lightly call his name and say: Hug me. Then the plot jumps back to the previous paragraph.

More importantly, I will give him a few little monkeys when he is young, and each little monkey will give birth to a few little monkeys when he grows up. The whole family is noisy and scrambling to listen to Grandpa when he was young. Gossip, every detail has to be explained to him eight hundred times, even the most beautiful memories are tossed and boring, and I miss a woolen thread.

Hee hee, I'm so witty, I can't believe I can't pull him back :)

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45 Years quotes

  • Kate Mercer: Would you have married her?

  • Kate Mercer: You used to love your birdwatching.

    Geoff Mercer: I did, yes.

    Kate Mercer: It's funny how you forget the things in life that make you happy.