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Choose a person, choose a city.
Some people say that it is more appropriate for me to fall in love with a city, because I fell in love with someone. Choosing a person to love deeply and a city to die is the dream of many people, and I seem to be lucky enough to wait.

In the rainy years, when I come back at dusk, I like to take my children to the supermarket with my wife, and then run home happily with a handful of vegetables in one hand and a fish in the other. I like to take a walk in the square next to my family and watch the witty steps of the square dancers. I like to watch my lover and children laugh and play together, and there are many happy warmth hidden in the laughter. Just like a family sitting around the table eating home-cooked food, that simple and delicious diet is better than any gluttonous feast. In the eternal pot, there is kindness in the morning and evening!

? Without the whisper of love, the care in the plain years has dissolved into the blood, even if it is relatively silent, it can make the tenderness in my heart ripple. Worrying about your body reminds you to give up drinking. Every time at that time, you are always tired of accepting my idea. When I went to the health center to experience it, the body stylist said that I was in poor health here and there. You didn't ask whether it was true or not, and immediately bought me a critical illness insurance. Mutual care is the gift of years, and it is the dependence that accompanies life. For me, loving someone means living with him contentedly, and being willing to do laundry and cooking for him and anything for him is a happy thing for me.

The world is vast, and I don't want to expand my space in all directions. I just want to fill the time of two people with each other's enthusiasm.

? Because of my love, I seem to fall in love with this small town, with the buds on the roadside trees, the wet moss on the bluestone path, the petals falling in the breeze, the small golden light shining on the lake, the crystal green lotus in the morning, and the March day when the grass grows and the warbler flies. Everything is so beautiful, so gentle, so the wind is light and the clouds are light …

? In a blink of an eye, I have passed the age of no doubt, gone through the years of wind and rain and Pinghu, lost the high spirit of youth, and gained more calmness and calmness in middle age! Happiness and I just have laughter in the living room, fireworks in the kitchen, a meal with my lover, and the smell of roses in a bowl of porridge!