The breeze brought bursts of fragrance, and the purple wisteria flowers bloomed by the roadside. Strings of huge flower spikes hung from the branches, as gorgeous as clouds. The brown branches and vines snaked and clung to the wooden corridor.
Under the promenade full of wisteria flowers, a pair of sweet lovers were sitting cuddled together. The girl was eating ice cream and occasionally got some on the corner of her mouth. When the boy saw it, he naturally wiped it for her. The girl looked happy.
Just such a detail of wiping the mouth is full of infinite affection. The sincerity of love is often hidden in many tiny details. In a colleague's WeChat Moments, I saw a photo of her husband putting on socks for her. I couldn't help but scroll through her WeChat Moments and found many of her love stories, which were sweet and warm. It makes people feel the pure and tender love between them, pure and soft.
Love is in the long flow of water, love is in each other's company. The person who is willing to take a bullet for you may not be able to stay with you in your life of daily necessities. "If you never leave me, I will depend on you for life and death." Maybe the person who said this to you turned around and left first, leaving you with this oath to be heartbroken for a long time.
Love is not in the vows of each other; love is not in the sweet words. Love, in all the little things he does to you. The warmth of a hug; the habit of holding hands; the nature of wiping the corners of your mouth.
Grandpa and grandma are already 85 years old, but no matter where they go, grandpa will hold grandma's hand. If grandpa sees something delicious outside, he will want to bring some back to grandma to try. My grandma was old and had bad waist and legs, so my grandpa, who had never cooked in his life, started to learn how to cook. Grandma was sick and hospitalized, and grandpa stayed by her side day and night to take care of her meticulously. In fact, my grandfather was a careless and rough man when he was young. However, as time goes by, his love for grandma becomes more and more gentle.
Tender love is so precious. In the trivial life, in the busy world, how many people can be gentle to their partners around them? Life often makes people angry, but I hope we can all maintain our original intention towards our loved ones and treat them gently.
Women are like water. If you touch the water gently, you will feel its softness; but if you punch the water hard, it will splash out powerful water and hurt your face. If you are nice to her, she will be nice to you. Everything is mutual between people. You love her, and she loves you.
"Life is precious, love is higher". From ancient times to the present, love has always fascinated countless people, with many infatuated men and women, many loves and hates. Love can be encountered but cannot be sought. The love you seek is not love. Love is often hidden in the minutiae, in the trivial life bit by bit, and in the long stream of water that accompanies you.