At the age of 23, you graduated from college. The salary of my first job was 1,800, but what I did was not my major. You resigned after a few months because you couldn’t get used to the rules and regulations in society. You never have enough money every month. You have a boyfriend, you were together when you were in college, and he was your first love. You have to talk on the phone for more than an hour every day. An hour’s bus ride every week doesn’t feel far. There is always someone to say the last good night to you on a cold night. On your birthday, there is always someone who waits until the early morning to give you the first one. Blessed people. You love him very much and he loves you very much. During those few days of the month when your stomach hurts, he would make a hot water bottle to cover your stomach. You would learn how to cook for him, and he would eat everything you cooked. His cell phone is never muted or turned off because it allows you to find him at all times. You know all his brothers and friends, and he knows all your friends. You know the password for his bank card because it uses your two birthdays. He always puts his wallet and cell phone in your bag when he goes out. You and he have endless things to say and talk about, and we can often talk until three or four in the morning. At that time, you were no longer in love, but you were still as inseparable as if you were in love.
When you were 24, you changed jobs and had more than 2,000 yuan a month, but it was still not enough. So your partner went to another city because he wanted better opportunities elsewhere to create a better tomorrow for you. When you two were separated, he began to go to bars often, and he also had social activities every day, so he got used to the feasting and entertainment, and learned to play around, playing until the early hours of the morning before going to bed every day, but fortunately, he remembered to send you a text message to say good night before going to bed. . When you are angry, he will keep calling you to apologize to you. However, you and him eventually broke up.
When you were 25, you and he finally broke up, maybe because of the distance, maybe because the outside world is too exciting. So you also learned to go to bars, sitting in the corner of the bar with your little sisters, watching tables of people playing boring games or drinking boring drinks. In fact, you think this is boring, but you still go to the bar later. You have changed jobs, your workload has increased significantly, but your salary has not increased much. You travel to and from various cities, feeling tired but not wanting to stop.
When you were 26, you seem to have lost your ability to fall in love. You drink afternoon tea with your sisters every week, watch movies with friends on Tuesdays, and often eat out. You have been to basically all good restaurants, but you have no experience at work. What a gain. The boss draws a pie for you, and you hope for it, but you don’t hope for it either. Your career is very confused, and your life is very simple… You have been to many places, and you have become busier, but you don’t feel tired. You know how to take a look along the way. scenery.
When you were 27, you wanted to take a break and met another boy. You seem to be in love…but the boy has his anniversary, and you are not in his story. But he seems to be nice to you, but he will never remember to take the initiative to say good night to you. You are both very busy. He won’t pick you up from get off work. If you send him a text message, don’t expect to get your message back right away. Later you learn that he has his own hidden pain, and he also has a past that he cannot speak of. He also often goes to bars, saying it is for work and entertainment. He has many brothers, but you don’t know most of them. He didn’t have time to meet your friends either. He was always lukewarm, making you feel dispensable. He never wants to put your photos in his space. He says that feelings are a matter between two people. But you feel that he is unsure, and you discover that you are not the only one who has hurt others. It turns out that men can also feel insecure.
When you were 28, your family starts to urge you to get married, and you start to think that blind date is not such a ridiculous thing. It’s just that after meeting again and again and repeating the same self-introduction, you don’t know whether you “finally understood how to love” as the song says, or whether you are so numb that you no longer know how to love.
When you were 29, you got married to a man from the same city whom you had only met three times. After you get married, you realize that loving someone is actually not that important. When you have a child, you only care about your baby. At an ordinary moment one day, not in a coffee shop on the corner or a classic passing by in an idol drama, you bump into your ex-boyfriend. It turns out that he is also married. You find that his brows have lost the vitality they once had, his body smells heavily of tobacco and alcohol, and his belly is bulging as if he has been pregnant for several months. You can’t understand why you fell in love with him before. When you met his wife, you thought the other person was very inconspicuous. However, they look harmonious.
When you were 30, you have forgotten everything related to love. You start to figure out how to repay the loan in advance. You and your husband plan to buy a bigger house so that the elderly can come and live there for a while. You worry about the education of your children. You have another daughter. At this time, your job is stable. You thought you would never do the laundry and cook for anyone. But now after work, you still go to the market to buy vegetables every day, haggling with the vegetable vendors endlessly. You start to be frugal, and occasionally your husband takes you to eat Western food, but you still think he is wasting money. You no longer spend money lavishly, but you still travel once a year. You said you can age very slowly this way.
When you were 35, you bought a bigger house, bought a car, and paid off most of the loan in advance. But there are still some troublesome things, such as looking for someone to help the baby go to school. But don’t forget to watch half-price movies with your little sisters every Tuesday and occasionally have afternoon tea on weekends. It’s just that the topic of conversation has always revolved around children. Your children become the most important concern in your life. You care about their food, clothing, and daily life, and you do your best to take care of these two sweethearts. From kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school, you truly feel the greatness and busyness of being a mother.
When you were 40, you are used to seeing a lot of things. As you watch the sons and daughters around you grow up little by little, you suddenly feel that your mother is the happiest person in the world. While you go to work, you take care of everything at home. In the morning, you will remind your son to get up when it is time for the college entrance examination, but you also want him to sleep a little longer. In the evening, you really want to talk to your little daughter about what’s on your mind, but you find that she always perfuses you and doesn’t really like to talk to you about what’s on your mind. You know, it’s because she has grown up and has her own worries. At this time, you suddenly feel nostalgic. You pack up the clothes of your children when they were young. From time to time, you will be in a daze for a while, and inadvertently talk to your wife about the things when your children were young.
When you were 45 , you go to your mother’s funeral. You looked at your mother, wearing a gorgeous shroud, lying in the middle of the room. She has a smooth face and a beautiful smile, just like she did when she sent you off to get married. You kneel in the crowd, as heartbroken as everyone else. You are not very special, everything from the past flashes through your mind, and you burst into tears. That time, you seemed to have aged a lot overnight.
When you were 46 , you start to have little contact with your former sisters. You prefer to do housework alone, or go shopping with your wife. You have a dog and you call it Amao. However, your dog was lost soon after. You were very sad and cried a lot while holding your wife in your arms. You are still easily sentimental, you are still a child, your wife hugged you and said.
When you were 50, you are in poor health and retire. You and your wife went back to your hometown to open a small shop. I have a yard at home and plant some flowers and plants. You also grow some of your favorite vegetables. You have a pond at home, and your old man always fishes under the grape trees in the evening. My son has settled abroad and my daughter has become a mother. Coming back to see you once a month, you feel that your daughter and son have grown up. You are lucky to have met him. You said to your wife.
When you were 60, your hair will turn white and the hair on your forehead will become thinner and thinner. Your children can only come and see you during the New Year and holidays. So, you looked forward to the holidays and became more and more attached to your old man, but you always disliked him. Occasionally, you dig out your old diary and see the sensitive and random thoughts you wrote when you were young, and you will brag to your old man: Look at how good my writing was back then, it would be a pity not to be a writer. But your old man always says the same thing: What are you thinking about, you old woman? You are so old…
When you were 66, your son and daughter come back to wish you a happy birthday. You were drunk that night, with a long-lost blush on your face. Your daughter suddenly expresses her desire to hug you, and you tap her nose, just like you did when you were a child. Your granddaughter is watching and pestering you to tap her nose. You were cheerful, smiling from ear to ear, stretched out your trembling, already crooked and wrinkled fingers, and gently touched the firm and tender tip of her nose, then quickly retracted it for fear of hurting her.
When you were 75, you happily look at your wife who is having an infusion on the hospital bed. Your eyes turned red unconsciously. You looked at your wife who had been with you for more than forty years, and you suddenly felt an urge to kiss him. However, this idea was quickly rejected by you. The doctor just told you that your wife has a serious heart disease and can no longer withstand the slightest excitement.
When you were 80, your wife passed away. You start to get used to this kind of action. You smile and hold your wife’s deceased photo and wipe it all day long, and the golden frame is wiped away by you. You tell your grandson that you will see him smiling at you, just like when you first fell into his arms. The little grandson asks you where grandpa went. Your nose is sore and you feel like something should fall from your eyes, but your eyes are still dry. That’s because your tear glands have lost their ability to shed tears.
When you were 81 , you suddenly think of your first love and your first boyfriend. The man whom I thought I would stay with for life. Where is he now, you closed your eyes and thought quietly. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, illuminating the flying dust.
When you were 84, you have gone from a young girl with blooming cardamom to the old lady you are today. Your memory is very good and you can remember everything about yourself. You have time to pick up a pen and write something of your own, but you find that when you pick up the pen, your fingers can no longer write. You start to like to reminisce while lying in bed. From the time you graduated from college to now, you will remember many, many things. You know, in your life, there are no ups and downs, nor is it a love that turns a thousand times, only very realistic and practical days. Ordinary enough, your mother, your aunt, your cousin, it’s the same way from then to now.
At the age of 85. You lay on the soft big bed in the house, finally using up the last bit of energy in your life. You were very quiet when you left, and your little grandson was still nestled in your arms, calling grandma to stuff the lollipop into your mouth. There was a happy smile in your eyes, without any trace of pain. You are still holding a photo of your wife in your arms. In the photo, your wife is so amiable. His smile is the same as yours, you are really a couple, even if he is not your first love, nor is he the person you were determined to marry.