The cold winter is cold, and the sweet dreams of the night are like a sweet cage, trapping me tightly. In a peaceful sleep, time passes quietly until dawn breaks. His teammates lay quietly, his breathing like a deep symphony, harmonious and rhythmic. I gently lifted the quilt and quickly got dressed, and the busy day began. The task of sending children to school is urgent, and there is no room for delay.
Looking back on the days after the age of 35, time flies like a white horse, which is very emotional. I've been a stay-at-home wife for many years, and the trivialities of life make me tired. A heavy financial burden is like a thousand pounds of weight on the body. Monthly mortgage, car loan, children's education expenses, family daily expenses, ......These expenses are like a bottomless pit, eating away at our energy and hope. Day after day, life is nothing more than picking up and dropping off children, buying groceries and cooking, taking care of the family, and dealing with those endless chores. The sun rises and sets, and every day is so ordinary.
The life of a middle-aged couple is as plain as a glass of boiled water, tasteless; The communication between husband and wife is like a dry riverbed, silent; The feelings of the past are like an outdated song, familiar and strange. We sat opposite each other, but we had nothing to say. Sometimes I share passionately, only to be met with apathy and boredom; Sometimes I don't have any interest in what he says. Silence has become the main theme of our lives.
That night, after putting the child to sleep, it was close to eleven o'clock in the evening. I wanted to soak my feet and then sleep, but the exhaustion of my body made me unable to even open my eyes, so I had to give up. After swiping the phone for a while, I fell asleep in a fog. I don't know how long it took, but I felt that my lover had returned. A strong smell of alcohol crept into his nose, followed by the sound of him coming out of the bathroom and cautiously walking to the bed. I turned my back to him and suddenly felt him lift the covers and slowly approach me. His thick thighs clamped my cold feet, and I couldn't help but secretly cry in my heart: "This winter, use me as a foot warmer!" Vaguely, I heard him whispering behind me, "I've slept for so long, and my feet are still so cold." ”
A woman's intuition is like a precise hound, keenly aware of the subtle changes in life. After fourteen years of marriage, the passion that was once consumed by time has been exhausted, leaving only dullness and tedium. I know that I have limited abilities and cannot make a difference in the workplace, so I will take care of my family wholeheartedly; He also understands that he is short-tempered and not good at lecturing to children, so let me come. We strive to do our part in our respective fields.
When people reach middle age, their hearts become extremely fragile. We are afraid of hearing bad news, of changing our lives. At the end of the year, the greatest happiness is to have a safe and tidy family. In ordinary days, it is so precious to have the company of lovers and the laughter of children. If time can be gentle, we will be grateful; If the world is cold and unforgiving, we can also face it calmly. Winter has arrived, may the world be well.