A heartfelt letter to my husband.

Marry you and be your wife. Even if you are not a rich man, in my eyes, I will be the richest bride in the world if I marry you. Because you gave me love that no one else could replace. And after marriage, in my eyes, I am still the richest woman in the world. Even if you just give me a small house with one room and one living room, or rent a house, I can nest with you and watch TV and talk in whispers, so that I can lie in your arms when I am sleepy and have a rest harbor, and I feel enough. As long as you are there, it is not a problem anywhere.

I would never ask the question "Who would you save if your mother and I fell into the water at the same time?". I will treat your parents like my own, because I know that without them, there would be no you, nor would there be my happiness today. I will be very good to my mother-in-law. Even if she is an unreasonable old man, I will try my best to accommodate her, because I know that you will sympathize with my grievances. But I also hope that you can always accompany me home to see my parents, so that they can feel at ease about my life.

You can be male chauvinist, because I don't have women's rights. In some ways, I don't believe and don't want equality between men and women. Men should still be like men. But only if we respect each other. You can also be weak and childish occasionally, and I will cherish and pity you. Men also have a vulnerable side, which I can understand and accept.

You don't need to be tall and powerful, and your arms don't need to be strong. You can hold me in your arms when I wake up from my dream in the middle of the night. When I am sad, you will hold me silently and let me cry in your arms. You don't need to have a rich income, and I won't give you financial pressure. I will stand up to my day, and I am willing to work with you for our future happiness.

But you must be broad-minded and tolerant of me, because I am willful occasionally, I am immature, and sometimes I can be unreasonable like a child.