Five years, wooden marriage.
After five years of baptism, we have gone through the fragility of paper weddings, the messiness of cotton weddings, the thinness of leather weddings and the softness of silk weddings, and we have begun to gain considerable hardness. The seedlings of love have taken root in the soil of marriage and become strong branches.
The excitement of newlyweds has gradually turned into simplicity and dullness after marriage. Marriage requires more responsibility and courage than love. In the past five years, there have been laughter, tears, melancholy and joy, loss and gain. We have gained maturity and the crystallization of our love.
Our love was connected by the highway, and we walked together because of our common beliefs and pursuits. We each worked hard to make our own contributions in our ordinary positions. You have been working in road administration for many years, and I am also heartbroken. I can only turn all my care and love into a text message every time I go to work. We are colleagues who support each other at work, and we are loving partners in life. Because of understanding, I manage this love carefully, with an ordinary job and an ordinary life, but my love for each other remains unchanged and my vows remain unchanged. We chose dedication and dedication, joined hands with each other, and moved forward together with each other's encouragement.
In the early hours of the night in June 2016, I was stung by a bee while at work, and I went into anaphylactic shock for a short period of time. With the help of my colleagues, I was sent to the hospital. At three o'clock in the morning, you rushed to the hospital while you were at work. When you saw my condition, tears welled up in your eyes. You stayed with me until the next morning, when the allergic symptoms were relieved, and followed the doctor's advice to take me to Xi'an for further examination as soon as possible. It was not until you saw the examination results that there was no bee venom in my body that you felt relieved. At that moment, I was very lucky to have you by my side...
In my married life, my parents-in-law regarded me as their daughter, loved me, respected me, and were considerate of me. In order for us to have no worries at work, they worked tirelessly to help us decorate our house, take care of our children, take care of our family, and gave us money and life. help on. When we were renovating the house, in order to make our stay comfortable, my father-in-law followed us from beginning to end. From a small screw to the placement of every piece of furniture, he put a lot of effort into it. When I get home, my mother-in-law always prepares delicious meals for me, washes my bedding, and assumes my responsibilities and obligations without complaint. What I can do is to be a considerate "good daughter" to my parents-in-law. During my vacation, I take them on trips and accompany them to enjoy the scenery. When at home, help them do whatever they can. When the seasons change, buy them some clothes and health care products. My grandma is old at home, but she treats me like her own granddaughter. We occasionally live together, and she always spreads the quilt for me when I sleep, and always leaves me good things. I always think that the most romantic thing in this life, besides growing old with you, is to accompany my parents to grow old wholeheartedly, accompany my children to grow up safely, and fulfill our due responsibilities and obligations.
After five years of accumulation, the initial simple and transparent love has become thick and simple. Although time has faded the passion, it has deepened our family affection. Every time I recall the past events of our acquaintance, acquaintance, love, and companionship, it makes me smile. You don't know how to cook, so I trained you to be a great chef. We used the holidays to relive our honeymoon with our children. On festivals, they prepare gifts carefully for each other. You treat my parents like your own parents, and you always think of them if you have anything to do. In ordinary life, we share weal and woe, and these memories also make our feelings last forever.
Some people say that love is the gaze of two stars in the distance, waiting for thousands of years, but never feeling separated. Love is the listening of two hearts. No matter when and where, we can abandon the glitz and noise, transcend life and death of rich and poor, and hold hands forever. depend on each other. I only hope that in this life, I can hold your hand and grow old together with you.
The wedding anniversary coincides with the Chinese Valentine's Day. I would like to dedicate this article to you, my love...