President of the Buddhist Department: A loving wife must be teased

Zhen Wenxin woke up. Wen Zixin slept for three days and three nights, and she didn't close her eyes for three days and three nights. She thought that Wen Zixin just fell asleep, but she never thought that this sleep would last for three days and three nights. At night, Zhen Wenxin had no other choice, so she called the emergency number. After arriving at the hospital, Wen Zixin's heart rate was in an extremely dangerous state, and she dared not close her eyes for a moment, but in the end she still fell asleep. After all, she is just an ordinary person, she will still fall after being exhausted, so she fell asleep, and not long after she fell asleep, Wen Zixin woke up, so she could only wake up, dragging her tired body , stood up by force, and walked to Wen Zixin's side.

"Sleep a little longer, I have worked hard for you these three days."

Wen Zixin noticed her, but Wen Zixin didn't look back, and still looked out of the window. The scenery outside the window was very ordinary, and there wasn't a trace of it that was enough to make people nostalgic, but Wen Zixin's eyes were full of obsession, which made people feel It was hard to understand, but Zhen Wenxin didn't say anything, but obediently obeyed Wen Zixin's words, and consciously lay down under the quilt.In fact, Zhen Wenxin is not so well-behaved, Zhen Wenxin's temperament is not like this, such behavior is actually just a little bit of fear.Anyone who sees a well-behaved person who suddenly becomes a critically ill person will feel terrified, especially when Zhen Hua's incident happened before that, which makes Zhen Wenxin's fear even more intense. , so now she is very well-behaved, but this kind of well-behaved, but it is more sad to grow up, no one wants to be like her, this kind of well-behaved will only make people worry, but Wen Zixin has nothing to do In response, he still didn't set his sights on Zhen Wenxin, with a plain look, it seemed that he didn't regard Zhen Wenxin as a close person at all.

But Zhen Wenxin's growth is an indisputable fact.In fact, all girls are lychees, and they won’t be fresh for many days. Don’t wait for a man’s unpredictable future with your limited youth.And life is like a journey, what matters is not the destination, but the scenery along the way and the mood of seeing the scenery.She is also a person who is addicted to the past and memories, and is a very cowardly person, because she dare not face reality bravely.What is reality?Reality is change.There are no unchanging feelings, and no unchanging people.But life is like this, half is memory, half is continuation.Happiness is actually very simple, it is a feeling, a simple life, as long as you pay attention, you can find that happiness is actually around you.

But the deepest and deepest place, where all memories are wiped blank.The place of infinite silence that still exists when everything outside is still in order and life goes on in a happy and normal manner.Like staying at the end of the edge of the entire universe, time and memory blend and solidify together.The most complete and lonely voice can still be heard.But life is just passing by, so why bother, our youth is always passing away inadvertently, time is like running water, flowing non-stop, neither can be picked up nor stagnated for you.The same is true in life, if you lose it, you will not come back, and you will not come back when you are young.That kind of pure time without distracting thoughts, that kind of days of desperately striving for the so-called ideal, is like a passing moment, gone forever.It's just a pity that she has already experienced it, so it's okay to miss it, after all, she just let it go.

Sometimes, I just want to cry a lot because I feel aggrieved.Sometimes, I just want to go crazy because I am depressed.Sometimes, I just want to yell and curse because I feel upset.Sometimes, I just want to be quiet, because I am really tired.She may have been touched, but the vicissitudes of the world are all accomplished by forgetting, but she still needs to live with more vicissitudes.Uncharacteristically light and unusually heavy feelings are like a mirror, but she can no longer enter the smooth world.Everyone has a secret wound in their heart.The furthest distance in the world is not love or hate, but familiar people gradually become strange.The cloud on her face was calm and breezy, and no one knew how tightly her teeth were clenched.She laughed heartlessly, and no one knew that she could only cry silently when she cried.She also wished that she was just a child, laughing when she was given a candy, and crying when she fell down.You don't have to pretend to be beyond recognition, you don't have to suppress your emotions, you smile and say it doesn't matter, but the happier you smile, the more pain you feel in your heart.

I used to think that many tears would be shed in sadness; it turns out that the real sadness cannot shed a single tear.And there are always some unspeakable secrets, irreversible regrets, unattainable dreams and unforgettable loves in a person's life.In the cold and long night, the low sadness began to play again, the moon, the crystal clear tears began to fall again, the fluttering and blurred lights streaked across the quiet night, whether the past was about to be forgotten.Maybe give up.She just fell asleep peacefully in the quilt, closed her eyes, without the slightest fluctuation, it can be seen that she has fallen asleep, but can she really fall asleep?The answer is no. She is not a thoughtful person, but she is not a person with too simple thoughts. She obeys, but only for obedience, but she cannot sleep peacefully, even if she just rests for a while these days , but also has no sense of sleepiness.

It's a pity that time is ruthless, it will make the apologies you owe and become unrepayable.It will turn a lot of sorry into too late.How to write the story so that the ending will not be lonely; how to say the dialogue so that the expression will not be sad;She doesn't know, but no one is stupid, if they are always perfunctory, they will gradually drift away; no one is stupid, if they are not valued, they will become more and more indifferent.No matter how much a person talks, if no one pays attention, he will feel sad; no matter how persistent a heart is, if there is no response, his heart will be chilled.Perhaps the tears were once floating with sadness, aimlessly.Because of her cowardice, she received a double blow, and the bleak ending of that scene should be recorded in each other's emotional files.There is a kind of people whose interests are more important than feelings, a kind of feelings are defeated by distance, there is a kind of distance that abandons lightly, and there is a kind of abandonment that can no longer be closed.And time is like water, years are like poetry, walking in the time of a flower blooming; browsing and sightseeing in a picture, wandering in a piece of music, full of ink fragrance, laughter, moonlight like a dream, intoxicated by the breeze, fragrant in an instant Huajian.

As far as Wen Zixin is concerned, there may be too many unsatisfactory things over the years.Life is like a dream, some of the past has nothing to do with Fengyue; some of the years, each at the end of the world.Some encounters, even if they don't last forever, are real thoughts.But time is fleeting and short, so the love and warmth are always in a hurry, and they are gone in a blink of an eye before they are cherished.Time is eternal and long, so those love and warmth are always engraved in my heart forever, and cannot be forgotten for a lifetime.However, the prosperity is crushed and the years are fleeting, the song ends and people fall apart, how can we know each other when the strings are broken and the flowers fall.The fate of the ferry in this life is unresolved. It is because of the fate that I have seen the vicissitudes of life early, listened to the lovesickness tune once, cried once and separated from each other, thought hard, and I will never forget it.Thousands of turns of dust and smoke, old relationships separated from the world, the soul of ink and wash flowers, love drunk and broken hearts.A song of Li Shang can't bear to wave his sleeves, how can we let go of ignorance, resentment, love and hatred?But in fact, if you love someone, even if you don't say it, you know it in your heart.Especially in the dead of night, when thoughts welled up in my heart, love occupied every part of my body little by little, making me cry involuntarily.

This is Wen Zixin's feelings for Zhen Hua, she knows it, but she doesn't say it, so she still knows it.She understood why Wen Zixin was in a coma. What the doctor said was that he was exhausted due to overwork, but would she believe it?She knew that Auntie Qiu Han was indeed tired, but she also knew that if she was just tired, she would not be able to reach this point, and the main reason was actually just her father, who was too worried, she understood, so she knew everything No, she is used to silence. If she is alone, she should live like this: you can be lonely, but you are not allowed to be lonely.You can be lonely, but not empty.You can be depressed, but you are not allowed to fall.It's okay to be disappointed, but don't give up.Remember, a child without an umbrella has to run hard.Regardless, life has to move on.Sometimes hurt and failure is not necessarily a bad thing, it will make her better, and the same is true for loneliness and loss.Everything will turn out to be a good thing in the end, as long as she can make it to the end.

In the past, she couldn't hide her secrets, nor her sadness, just as she couldn't hide the joy of love, or the hesitation when she was separated.She is so calm, willing to get hurt, hurt.And there are too many choices in life.Society is like rivers and lakes, people are always involuntary and insincere.Once the dream was broken to the ground, picked it up, worked hard to piece it together, then broke again, picked it up again, pieced it together, until one day it couldn't be put together again.But if you don't cry, you don't necessarily feel nothing.Not required, not necessarily expected.no tearing does not mean no hurt.If you don't speak, you don't necessarily have no voice.The older I grow up, the less I dare to rely on others, I am afraid that people's hearts will change, and I am afraid that promises will not be fulfilled, so that I believe that only myself can give me a sense of security in this world.In fact, I have been let down a lot on the way of growing up, so I naturally learned to defend myself. As a result, I prevented malicious intentions and good intentions, leaving only tiredness and loneliness.

Sometimes, a feeling of boredom suddenly pops up in my heart, and I feel that I am very tired, so tired that I don't want to talk.I just want to indulge myself once, hoping to go hysterically crazy once.But in the end, I can only choose to ignore, but indifference does not necessarily mean forgetting, but it must be estrangement.We have been silent with each other for too long, and it takes courage to even take the initiative.And this kind of feeling is loneliness, and the feeling of loneliness is, walking with friends on the road, squatting down to tie the shoelaces loose, and when they are tied up, stand up, and find that they have already walked quite far while chatting.Some things just have to be accepted.Some people, if they lose, they can only let go.Some roads, if you choose, you can't turn back.She can only try to grow up, stumbles all the way and is covered in bruises, maybe this is the price of growth.Gradually, amidst the sadness, she learned to be silent and to pretend. In this way, she understood happiness, understood life, understood her father's painstaking efforts, and saw the social situation clearly.The growth along the way, how many pains and joys there have been, those are just the tempering of growth, silence, let her understand too much.