Life is very short, but it is twilight and spring and autumn; What I want in my life is nothing but warmth.
Before the Spring Festival is over, Valentine's Day is coming as scheduled.
Valentine's Day is a holiday in the West.
I can't remember when it entered our country and became popular in our country.
I only remember that in February of my third year of high school, at dusk, a friend from a flower shop stood at the door of our classroom with a large bouquet of roses, looking for a female classmate of Xu Moumou.
I just learned that it was Valentine's Day.
As a poor student in the third year of high school, it didn't matter to me what kind of festival it was at that time.
Valentine's Day, a festival that is too fresh, is really rare in our small town.
Xu's boyfriend who went to college ordered him roses, and almost all the girls in the classroom cast envious glances.
It turns out that that is love.
I always thought that that kind of love would definitely bring them to the end of their lives.
But then I found out that I was naïve when I was young.
Ten-year-old love, how many people have thought about the future, and thought about each other to go through this life hand in hand.
In the second year, not long after we both went to college, Xu broke up with the man who had given her roses.
The reason is a long-distance relationship, and the distance is generated, but the beauty is gone.
Love has gone to a strange place.
At the end of the day, it's just not love.
Valentine's Day, a festival that only a loving person can have.
Later, later, I also had someone to love.
So, for me, Valentine's Day is 'I look forward to the rest of my life when I think of spending the rest of my life with you.'"
It's Valentine's Day that I love.
It's also the person I like for a lifetime.
But for many people today, Valentine's Day is more like a day that is only suitable for love.
* Roses, **gifts in the name of love, **hotel reservation business.
Valentine's Day has lost the flavor that I understand.
Of course, maybe Valentine's Day itself is not what I understand it to be.
For me now, who is now middle-aged, Valentine's Day is even more meaningless.
Husband and wife have gone through more than 20 years of spring and autumn, experienced ups and downs, ups and downs, and to this day, we are still holding each other's hands and not letting go, which is already happiness.
I didn't say the words of the mountain league and the sea, nor did I promise to love the sky and hate the sea, only in the dull years, I have been relying on each other, letting the time pass, and letting the years grow old.
Are you my lover?
Me, am I your lover?
I think we're just sentient beings.