Life has abused me a thousand times.

Winter mornings are quiet and deserted. On the first day of March 9, the cold air hit people and it was snowing outside, but it didn't stop me from thinking. Snow came and went quickly, leaving me no time to savor it. At this moment, snow, with its silent meaning to sound, is more comforting and comfortable than the noise of cars coming and going. Life has abused me thousands of times, and I regard life as my first love.

Time flies, time flies, twenty-five years of marriage passed in a flash, a beautiful day, a dull life. Although people reach middle age, they still yearn for romantic days in their hearts.

I have no talent as a poet, and I can't write beautiful poems. Sweet days have been replaced by all kinds of helplessness in real life. The road of life, even if it is ups and downs, I am full of enthusiasm, always willing to work hard, still laughing.

Thank God for giving me three smart and lovely sons. Different personalities always inadvertently bring us too many surprises and touches ~ ~ ~ actually a bit like my mother's personality. I hope it won't hurt the three of them. (Laughter)

20 17 encounter () opened a new starting point in my life. I really want to be a warm, humorous, cheerful, likable and talented woman and live my favorite life. Share my joys and sorrows with you!

() Let me have a place here, express my feelings about life to the fullest, and witness the ordinary days when my super-born father got up early and was greedy for the black, sharing weal and woe. No matter what mood, it will become my writing material, except for loneliness and slack when I have no sleep at night, enjoying family happiness and experiencing all kinds of life every day.

Twenty-five years of life, there are gains and losses, joys and sorrows, laughter and tears, bitterness and sweetness ... I hope to join hands with * * * to meet the sun, and for all his future glory, the sea and the sky are the same. Although life has abused me thousands of times, I treat life like the first love ~ ~ ~

For so many years, I don't like going into the real workplace. It has always been the husband and wife who start a business together and do some small business, so I have developed an unrestrained character. In fact, it is not subject to people's personality. It always likes to say something and owe something. I don't walk straight. People say I am lively and active. I don't think I am a cat either. Whether I walk in a straight line depends on a mouse. Like this bear, I want to go, but I don't want to die. Super-life's father said I was totally shapeless (snickering).

As soon as I get angry, my super-born father can't wait to throw me into the toilet, drain all the shit washed away, and say, you have a hundred words to say, and you can catch anything that doesn't fall off the ground.

Especially when he drinks a few glasses of wine, even if I am dived by him once (snickering), I can't resist his anger ... At first glance, I am the Monkey King's second brother, but in his eyes, I am Yang Guifei (covering my mouth). Life has abused me a thousand times, and he is no exception. Everyone has pressure. Those who don't show up are all masters (laughs) and all good people. Wine is a son of a bitch. If you put it in a bottle, it will be safe. How can people wander around? ~ ~ Without the correct personality, the super-born father is dumbfounded and helpless, staring at each other all day, and seeing enough (covering his mouth) early, but he can't hide the smile in his eyes. Always say how many wrinkles I have with you every day!

Anyone who knows me well can see my character, whether good or bad, from the words in my circle of friends. Too fond of telling the truth, often offending people. If I open my mouth, I will joke with my friends instead of going home to get it.

I can't write any high-end opinions, nor am I an obscure poem. It's all true feelings from the heart, trivial things in reality, scars that life abuses me ~ ~

My mind is full of poems and books, and I can't see the cultural atmosphere of intellectual women all over my body. Is it life abuse? (chuckle) In fact, I don't want to hide my lively, cheerful and humorous personality, and there is nothing I can do for the baby. This is the true embodiment that I treat life as my first love.

Life is getting better, isn't it? There are happy days and sad days. There are old people and young people in the world, and there are ages that connect the preceding with the following, as long as you have a clear conscience. If one day his parents leave, he won't regret it. His son will fly high, so he won't feel lost. ...

People who like me, people who treasure me, people who treat themselves as two of a kind people, make friends, and become people who cherish and care for each other, which are engraved in their memories. People who don't like each other forget the rivers and lakes and become passers-by of each other, gradually fading away. ...

I often yearn for poetry and distance, but I live a dull life. I can make a living by sauce, vinegar, oil, salt, vegetarian dishes and tea ... I never envy others' shame. I think my words speak for themselves, and my stomach is full of youth ~ ~

Life has given me indelible traces of years, and it has also given me endless stories of my parents' brief vicissitudes. Although life

Abusing me a thousand times, I still want to be a happy and humorous woman!

I often stay up late at night, and I am under too much pressure, so I will be very tired. All kinds of life in the past have long been engraved on the monument of years and become an indelible mark in my heart. As far as my careless bastard character is concerned, I often say it in space, as if this can solve the pain of life abusing me. I can't look down at the clouds and laugh.

Life is full of plants and trees.

The plain life is piled up into wonderful stories, which constitutes the whole of my life. I look at the happy life calmly, reminiscing about the sweet past and feeling the true meaning of life calmly!

Life has abused me thousands of times, and I regard life as my first love ~ ~