After reading these 5 stories, let you suddenly realize. . . . .

Past Life and Present Life

Once upon a time, there was a scholar who had an appointment with his fiancée to get married on a certain day of a certain month in a certain year. On that day, the fiancée married someone else. Scholars have been hit by this and can’t afford to be sick.

At this time, a traveling monk passed by and took out a mirror from his arms and asked the scholar to look at it. The scholar saw the vast ocean, and a murdered woman was lying naked on the beach. A person passing by, took a look, shook his head, and left. Another person passed by, took off his clothes, covered the woman’s body, and left. Another person passed by, went over, dug a hole, and carefully buried the body.

The monk explained that the female corpse on the beach is your fiancée’s previous life. You are the second person to pass by and once gave her a dress. She is in love with you in this life, just to repay you. But in the end, she wants to repay the person who lives forever, the last person to bury her, and that person is his current husband. The scholar realized his illness and healed.

The Child’s Heart

A single woman had just moved. She found a poor family living next door, a widow and two children. One night, there was a sudden power failure in that area, and the woman had to light a candle by herself.

After a while, she suddenly heard someone knock on the door. It turned out to be the child of the neighbour next door. He asked nervously, “Auntie, do you have candles in your house?” The woman thought: Is their family so poor that they don’t even have candles? Don’t borrow them, lest you be dependent on them! So, he yelled at the child and said, “No!”

Just as she was about to close the door, the poor boy showed a smile of love and said, “I knew that there must be no candles in your house!” After finishing speaking, he took out two candles from his arms and said, “Mom and I were afraid that you would live alone without candles, so I brought two to send you.” At this moment, the woman blamed herself and was moved to tears, and she hug the child tightly in her arms.

Pure Heart

There was a small town that hadn’t rained for a long time, causing heavy losses to the local crops, so the priest gathered everyone and prepared to hold a prayer meeting in the church to pray for rain. There was a little girl in the crowd. Because she was too small, almost no one could see her, but she also came to participate in the rain prayer meeting.  

At this time, the priest noticed what the little girl had brought, and excitedly pointed at her on the stage: “That little sister touched me very much!” So, everyone looked in the direction of his fingers.

The pastor went on to say, “We came to pray today for God to rain, but she was the only one in the whole synagogue with an umbrella today!” Everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, a small red umbrella hung next to her seat; at this time, everyone was quiet for a while, followed by a burst of applause and tears intertwined with the beauty.  

Sometimes we have to say: children are not small at all; they are actually very big! Their love is great! Their confidence is great!

We are only inconvenient for three hours

Luckily, I booked a ticket back to my husband’s house with my husband that day. After getting on the bus, I found a lady sitting in our seat. My husband motioned to me to sit next to her first but did not ask the lady to give way. I took a closer look and found that her right foot was a little inconvenient, so I realized why my husband didn’t ask her to give up her seat.

He just stood from Chiayi to Taipei, and never told the lady that the seat belonged to him. After getting off the bus, I said to him, who was distressed about her husband “Giving way is a good deed, but for so long from Chiayi to Taipei, you can ask her to return her seat to you halfway and let you sit down.” The husband said, “People are not convenient for a lifetime, and we are only inconvenient for these three hours.”

When my husband said that I was very touched. Having such a good husband who is kind and unwelcome makes me feel that the world has become much gentler.

If the mind turns, the world may be different from then on. In life, everything could turn, depending on how we think and turn. We may not succeed in three minutes, but maybe if it takes that minute, life will be different from now on.

The elderly couple lives in a hotel

One early spring night, everyone was asleep, and an elderly couple walked into a hotel, but the hotel was full.

The clerk at the front desk couldn’t bear to let the old couple go to find other hotel late at night, so he led them to a room: “Maybe it’s not the best, but at least you don’t have to run around.”

When the old man saw the neat and clean house, he lived in happily with his wife.

The next day, when they were about to check out, the waiter said, “No, because you live in my room. I wish you a pleasant journey!”

It turned out that he himself spent the whole night at the front desk. The old man was very touched and said, “My child, you are the best hotel operator I have ever seen. You will be rewarded.” The clerk smiled, sent the old man out, and turned around and forgot about it.

One day, he received a letter with a one-way ticket to New York, and he came to a magnificent building as indicated in the letter. It turned out that late at night he received a billionaire and his wife. The rich man bought a big hotel for the clerk and was convinced that he would manage the big hotel well.

This is the legendary story of the famous Hilton Hotel and his first manager.

The cause and effect are in your own hands! When the masters have not yet clearly defined their grand goals in life, they have done the present things with their heart!

Everyone is a waiter, and greatness always starts with serving others first. How great a person’s ability to serve others is, how great is his life’s achievement!

The clerk was Boldt and the elderly gent was William Waldorf Astor. The building he pointed to was the Waldorf Astoria, in all its glory. 

The original hotel started as two hotels on Fifth Avenue built by feuding relatives. The first hotel, the 13-story, 450-room Waldorf Hotel, designed by Henry Janeway Hardenbergh in the German Renaissance style, was opened on March 13, 1893, at the corner of Fifth Avenue and 33rd Street, on the site where millionaire developer William Waldorf Astor had his mansion.

William Waldorf “Willy” Astor, 1st Viscount Astor

(March 31, 1848 – October 18, 1919) was an American-British attorney, politician, businessman (hotels and newspapers), and philanthropist. Astor was a scion of the very wealthy Astor family of New York City. He moved to Britain in 1891, became a British subject in 1899, and was made a peer as Baron Astor in 1916 and Viscount Astor in 1917 for his contributions to war charities.

George Charles Boldt Sr. 

(April 25, 1851 – December 5, 1916) was a Prussian-born American hotelier. A self-made millionaire, he influenced the development of the urban hotel as a civic social center and luxury destination.

Late Wedding – Chapter 6 – Little satisfaction

Chapter 6 – Little satisfaction

“True happiness is to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future, not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears but to rest satisfied with what we have, which is sufficient, for he that is so wants nothing. The greatest blessings of mankind are within us and within our reach. A wise man is content with his lot, whatever it may be, without wishing for what he has not.”
― Seneca ―

Don’t look at Wen Man’s usual warmth. Once it’s true like this, the two crescent eyes behind the big black glasses can bluff the place of life.

Jiang Yan didn’t dare to say a little at this moment anyway. The burning smell from the pot made him realize how many mistakes he had made. But before going out, he didn’t forget to find a pair of gloves everywhere, handed them to her, and said cautiously: “Wear them, be careful not to burn your hands again.”

So, Wen Man raised his pretty eyebrows and finally recognized him. Without taking over the gloves, she just asked: “Why are you here, Mr. Jiang?”

“I am Du Yu’s friend.” Jiang Yan heard her read Mr. Jiang, knowing that she remembered himself, and smiled handsomely, “I didn’t expect to meet you here.”

“How did you meet Du Yu?” Wen Man’s eyes were pointed.

“I knew Du Yu before.” Jiang Yan was about to poke a hole in her face as she stared at him, keeping his style, and smiling.

Wen Man didn’t know how to describe him, saying that he was a shabby man, but the courage of this kind of gesture was nothing like an ordinary family member. So, she twisted her eyebrows a little, and whispered: “If you are really friends with my senior, then I really misunderstood you. After all, the last time you went back to the Wen family, it seemed that your friends were all rich people.”

“How is it possible that my friends are all rich people? Especially with income like mine.” Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly unhappy when she heard her say this.

Wen Man thought for a long time, but couldn’t catch any suspicious points in his words, and said with a long sigh: “So, are you really Du Yu’s friend?”

Seeing that she believed in himself, Jiang Yan nodded: “Since we are all friends of Du Yu, then we are also friends.”

If Wen Man can’t hear the meaning of this, that’s weird. Therefore, the white and tender skin of her pointed little face was slightly red, and it dimmed again when she thought of her mother Xu Yu’e’s reprimand that night.

Although she herself is so old, she shouldn’t marry herself casually. Of course, it doesn’t depend on whether the other party has money, but the character of a man is ultimately the most important thing. But this person is not going to mention it. The worst thing is that it seems that only good looks are desirable.

Jiang Yan saw her face red and white, and asked in a low voice: “What’s the matter?”

“Mr. Jiang, I have to clarify if there is something. I don’t think I and you are suitable. I believe your world is better than mine. You should have had many girlfriends.”

“Who said that I have many girlfriends?” Jiang Yan seemed to be a little angry when she interrupted her, his brows frowned, and his face turned to one side and said in a deep voice, “I thought you and your family People are different, and they don’t look at me with colored eyes.”

Wen Man should have been blocked by the slightly heavier sentence behind him, and seeing the look in front of him, he was not at all frivolous, and today he is not as fashionable as he was at the dinner gathering that night, just like Du Yu. Wearing a normal shirt and blue and black pants, showing some elegant student spirit.

Jiang Yan reached into his trouser pocket. After moving a little his eyebrows, he took out a simple cowhide envelope, slapped it into her hand, and turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

In the living room, Du Yu saw him come out and asked, “What’s wrong, aren’t you helping in the kitchen?”

“I accidentally burnt the vegetables.”

“Burning! You burnt the vegetables?”

Du Yu’s voice suddenly increased, and Jiang Yan was slightly surprised.

“Oh. The dishes cooked by Man Man are exquisite and very delicious.” Du Yu touched his chest somewhere, distressed that the delicacy at noon was missing one dish.

Jiang Yan saw someone feel distressed because of the food for the first time, and was slightly surprised again: “Is it delicious?”

“Very delicious.” Du Yu raised a finger mysteriously, “As long as you have eaten it once, you are sure to be infatuated.”

Speaking of being very delicious, Jiang Yan licked his tongue to the corner of his mouth, looking back at the instant noodles Wen Man had made for him that night, the taste was unparalleled.

But Du Yu put his hand on his shoulder and asked, “Are you making Man Man angry?”

Jiang Yan mumbled, thinking that when Wen Man was angry, those eyes were quite scary.

“How did you make her angry?” Du Yu comforted him on the one hand and asked carefully about the whole process on the other.

“I’m worried about her hand.” Jiang Yan slowly explained the reason.

Du Yu understood what was going on and smiled and asked him not to worry at all, “Man Man knows better than us when it comes to kitchen work. She has never been burnt for so many years. She knows exactly how hot it is. By the way, she will not be burned.”

Jiang Yan listened to him repeatedly assuring that his handsome eyes still looked at the kitchen door again and again.

Seeing him like this, Du Yu couldn’t help but recalled himself when he fell in love with his wife Chu Xia, so he believed a little bit about what he said.

After half an hour, the meal was officially opened.

Four people are sitting around a small square table. After Chu Xia placing the last dish in the middle, she patted her hands and said, “Come on everyone, let’s start to enjoy our wonderful lunch.”

That’s what I said, Du Yu and Chu Xia had a good heart, and they didn’t move their chopsticks immediately. Du Yu spooned a bowl of soup and put it in front of Jiang Yan, and said, “Try it.”

Wen Man tufted her eyebrows, touched her hand down, and she could touch the cowhide envelope in her pocket.

Jiang Yan, who was sitting across from her, picked up the small soup bowl, and after taking a sip slowly, a pair of clear eyes looked over through the mist from the mouth of the bowl.

The moment Wen Man received his gaze, she yanked her head down, put her hand in her jacket pocket and grabbed the envelope, and frowned sharply.

Chu Xia and Du Yu looked at them peacefully as if they were looking at each other, smiled at each other, and raised their chopsticks.

“Where does Jiang Yan work?” Chu Xia was a substitute for the buddies to inquire about each other’s situation.

“I go to school and work in Beijing.” Jiang Yan replied, “So if you are going to Beijing this time, I can be a tour guide.”

“What about the specific job?”

“For the time being in the unit of the army, doing jerseys.” Jiang Yan said, “Because it is an unstable public office, so I don’t have as much money as other friends.”

“But not afraid. At least you have a job now. My first request of my husband is also, don’t be lazy.” Chu Xia smiled.

Wen Man raised her eyebrows when she heard this. Who even told her a few days ago that she couldn’t find a man without three things, now?

Moreover, don’t look at the three people talking and laughing, the chopsticks never stopped for a moment, and the whole eight dishes and one soup had been swept by these three people in ten minutes. Of course, Chu Xia and Du Yu ate a lot every time it was her turn to cook. Today is no exception. However, this newcomer is like that night, as if he has been hungry for eight lifetimes, after the first bite, immediately drank three bowls of soup in one breath.

To this end, she bent her crescent-shaped eyes contentedly, pushed the big black glasses on the bridge of her nose, and covered herself.

CHAPTER 7 – LOVE LETTER

Late Wedding – Chapter 5 – Intentional encounter

Chapter 5 – Intentional encounter

“Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together,but do so with all your heart.”
― Marcus Aurelius ―

Wen Man didn’t know about Jiang Yan’s visit. Every time she works, even if the sky is thunder, she will not be distracted.  

When she got off work, Wen Man washed her hands at the sink. Chu Xia came over and said to her, “Man Man, are you free this weekend?”

“Anything that I can help you?” Wen Man asked.  

“My husband came back from a business trip and wanted to eat a big meal.” When Chu Xia said this, her eyelids kept blinking.  

Wen Man looked at her with her head tilted: “Chu Xia, what’s wrong with your eyes?”

“It’s okay! Maybe I just ran back from the outside and got into a little sand, and it was okay with a blink of an eye.” Chu Xia Forte pretended to rub her eyes and spoke.

“Okay. Since your husband is back, if you want to reward him, I suggest you still engage in a few dishes of home-cooked food in this season. Because in the spring, it is better to have a lighter diet.” Wen Man knew exactly why her good friend said this, and she planned it for her good friend.

“Man Man. You know, I’m not familiar with cooking or something, otherwise you come and help me.” Chu Xia pulled her hand and asked sincerely.  

 Wen Man smiled and said, “Okay, my dear Chu Xia.”

Chu Xia is Wen Man’s best friend. I remember that when Wen Man was in college, she suddenly fell ill and didn’t dare to tell her family that it was Chu Xia who took care of her day and night in the hospital for a week. She also used her own scholarship to help Wen Man, who had no money to pay a large amount of medical expenses. From that time on, Wen Man determined that no matter what request Chu Xia had, she would never refuse it. As for the husband of Chu Xia, Du Yu, he was a senior they met in college. He is two years older than them. Although he doesn’t look very good, he is generous and honest. The most important thing is that he loves his wife’s Chu Xia very much. He advocates that all family expenses should be paid by men. Therefore, the wages received by Chu Xia never need to be paid to the family and used by oneself. If the husband is like this, what can the wife ask for? Therefore, Wen Man’s goal to find a man is this kind of good temperament, and everything else is secondary. Unfortunately, she never met one.

On the weekend, Wen Man took a bag of apples and went to Chu Xia’s home.

Chu Xia lived with her husband and rented a house of tens of square meters. It’s not that Chu Xia and her husband don’t want to buy a house, but they just don’t know where they want to officially settle down. This city cannot be said to be bad, but the hometowns of Chu Xia and Du Yu are not in this city. The two couples are still young and want to work together for a better world. So long ago, the two of them had the idea to go to Beijing to build their own universe. Today, Du Yu has found a better job in Beijing, and wants to take his wife to the north soon. Chu Xia has also agreed and inform the company that she might leave at any time.

On the way to Chu Xia’s home, Wen Man thought about Beijing. She also wanted to follow Chu Xia to Beijing. Beijing is the national cultural centre. As an artist, she naturally thinks of Beijing. As Chu Xia said, Wen’s family is full of things, and she can’t get married at home anyway. Being seen will only embarrass her parents. It’s better to go abroad to avoid suspicion.

If she wants to go, it’s best to go with Chu Xia and have a care.

“Cooking is at once child’s play and adult joy. And cooking done with care is an act of love.”
― Craig Claiborne

Wen Man rang the doorbell, and Chu Xia came over to open the door for her and said, “Come in. My husband is going to bring a friend home by the way.”

“Four people?” Wen Man asked.

“Yes.”

Put the picked apples into the refrigerator. After Wen Man washed her hands, she went into the kitchen to help Chu Xia prepare lunch. With Man Man’s help’, Chu Xia only helped in the kitchen for a while then walked out, set the table and chairs, put the tableware, and cleaned around the house by the way. After all, there were guests who wanted to come over.

When it was almost time, Chu Xia heard the click of the door lock, and Chu Xia immediately walked to the door. After the door opened, facing the two men standing in front of the door, she put her finger to her lips and said, “Man Man doesn’t know yet. I didn’t tell her.”

“What are you afraid of?” Du Yu grabbed his wife’s hand and smiled heartily in a manly style. “Jiang Yan is indeed our friend now.”

So, the person following Du Yu is Jiang Yan.

Speaking of Jiang Yan met Chu Xia in Wen Man’s company that day, and after expressing his intentions, he asked Chu Xia about Wen Man. Chu Xia learned that this man was not a real shabby prince, and that she was very concerned about her buddies, so she revealed a little bit of Man Man’s hobby and so on. After seeing what happened to Wen’s house that night, Jiang Yan knew that Wen Man was not a frivolous woman who could get an appointment or date casually, so he asked for Chu Xia some trick. Chu Xia immediately said, “Let’s have a meal together.”

The idea of Chu Xia is: If this man can really taste the goodness of Wen Man from Wen Man’s meal, then there is absolutely no problem entrusting Wen Man to this man. At the beginning, because of Wen Man’s meal, she became Wen Man’s most dedicated best friend. Wen Man really good in cooking, most of the food she cooked like drugs, always make us miss her cook. It is also because Wen Man’s family is usually constantly picky about her cooking, which leads to her continuous improvement and continuous progress, so that she has today’s cooking skills.

After the two men entered the door, they asked, “Do you need any help?”

Chu Xia thought about it, and said, “Do you want to drink? There is a bottle of red wine left in the house. Let’s open it.”

Because there is no special corkscrew for red wine, the two men delved into using other tools to pry open the corks of wine bottles.

Wen Man suddenly shouted in the kitchen: “Chu Xia, come and help!”

It just so happened that Chu Xia entered the room, looking for something, but couldn’t hear it. Du Yu thought about it carefully, pouted his lips toward Jiang Yan and motioned. Jiang Yan accepted this kind offer with a smile and walked into the kitchen alone.

The kitchen of Chu Xia is a long strip, and the passage is a bit narrow, so two people can barely stand side by side. When Jiang Yan walked in, he saw the ponytail on the back of Wen Man’s head turned into a small bun, clamped by a green hairpin, and the little woman was full of charm. He stagnated and paused at the door. The rich aroma of the soup rushed toward him to make him energetic, and the beautiful woman in front of him seemed to be surrounded by clouds.

“Chu Xia!” Wen Man was the ear of the soup pot on the stove with two hands, and cried, “bring over the raw onions on my scratching board, hurry up!”

Waking up by the sound, Jiang Yan took a closer look at this moment and found that her two hands holding the soup pot were burnt red. This frightened him. After a stride, he grabbed the soup pot in her hand and put it back on the stove, then took her two wrists and pulled it under the faucet.

Splashing———–the water hit the shrimp red skin, and it turned white after a short while.

He exhaled deeply: Fortunately, nothing happened. However, soon, his spine swished into coldness, seeing Wen Man’s crescent eyes fixed on his face. Those cold sober eyes seemed to have caught the thief. Perhaps he was guilty of the thief. He thought so, and his hair stood up, and he hurriedly let go of her hand and explained: “I, I didn’t mean to—”

However, Wen Man ignored him. Instead, she immediately turned off the stove as soon as she smelled the scorching smell. After opening the lid and seeing the burnt vegetables, she suddenly turned to face him: “Get out! Don’t enter my kitchen in the future!”

Late Wedding - Chapter 5 - Intentional encounter
CHAPTER 6 – LITTLE SATISFACTION

Late Wedding – Chapter 3 – The throbbing of a bowl of instant noodles brewing

Chapter 3 – The throbbing of a bowl of instant noodles brewing

“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
― Virginia Woolf ―

“Sister Hao Xue, I will show you something interesting.” Wang Shao Han slipped into the study-room and pulled Wen Hao Xue out of the crowd.

Mo Wen Yang was still performing calligraphy in his study-room currently.

Disturbed by a little kid, Wen Hao Xue put up with his temper, and immediately stared after walking out of the study-room: “What’s the matter?”

Wang Shao Han took her to the balcony and pointed to the intersection: “Look, who is sitting with whom?”

Seeing the shabby prince sitting next to Wen Man, Wen Hao Xue’s eyes brightened, and she stroked Wang Shao Han’s head: “You stinky boy, with blazing eyes, worthy of praise. Go! Pull out your parents and have a look.”

Wang Shao Han pursed his mouth, and unwillingly, he pulled Wen Hao Xue out, just not wanting to inform him.

Wen Hao Xue didn’t know what this kid was thinking, she grabbed him a cheek, and said: “Go and drag the other sisters out.”

Wang Shao Han laughed, hehehe ran into the study.

So, after a minute, no female relatives were watching Mo Wen Yang in the study, and all of them slipped to the balcony.

“It’s time for Sister Man Man to get married. If she doesn’t marry again, what shall we do as younger sisters?” The sisters are all babbled. Although this is not so bad for a shabby settlement, some people want to get married. That’s pretty good.

The elders think so too: “Yeah! No matter how poor he is, he is still a man, and a woman must find a man to live.”

Isn’t this taking the opportunity to ridicule? Everyone gossiped about her daughter being not outstanding and that she was a pair of ragged shoes that no one wanted. While Xu Yu’e was choking, she grabbed her little daughter: “You run down quickly and call your sister up.”

“Mom. I won’t do such a shameful thing.” Wen Yuan held her breath just like her mother. She had long felt that it was useless to have an older sister who couldn’t let herself show off in front of her classmates. Now Wen Man can only choose to settle down because she can’t get married, and it’s even more embarrassing.

“Speaking of which, the sister-in-law is really true. Nowadays, when the girl is still a college student, the family has to arrange a blind date so as not to get married late.”

“Sister-in-law and eldest brother gave Man Man the name it really is, Man Man, doesn’t it sound the same as Wan Wan (Means “Late” in Chinese)?”

Not only was Xu Yu’e embarrassed, but Wen Man’s father Wen Shi Xuan also just came over and heard this, the middle-aged man’s old face was equally black.

So, if daughter can’t get married, the outsiders don’t blame themself, and the first target is the child’s parents. Some parents bear it on their own, and some parents usually endure enough to be spoken by others in society. They can’t bear it when they come home, and their anger is vented to their children.

Wen Man was a bit unlucky, and what she met was this kind of parents who like to go home to show off their anger.

The chirping on the balcony. Wen Man and Jiang Yan are far apart, and they didn’t hear them. They just sat full and sat in their original positions for a while.

“Your name is—” Jiang Yan asked.

“Wen Man.” Wen Man said in a very ordinary tone.

Jiang Yan looked at the big black glasses on the bridge of her small nose and almost dropped to her lips.

She is not the kind of beautiful woman.

The facial features are not bad, the nose is small, the lips are small, the eyes are a bit small, the face is thin, the fingers are long, and it is not a beautiful face, but her face will be pleasing and comfortable if everyone looks at it for a long time, because her expression is always with a faint smile, like a “carefree” cloud in the sky.

“What about your name?” Wen Man was a little uncomfortable with his eyes. Although she knew his name, she asked politely.

“Jiang Yan. [Yan] is a derivative of [Yan], and the word [Xing] with three dots of water in the middle of the word [Yan].” As if worried that she could not figure out his name, he took her a hand and made gestures on her palm.

It was the first time that Wen Man was squeezed by a man. Her eyelids blinked in surprise. She wanted to retract her hand, but she was afraid of being rude, so she could only endure it in silence.

“Do you know which word it is?” Jiang Yan lowered his head when he saw her, and asked with some worry, his face closer.

“I know.” Wen Man immediately retracted his hand when he relaxed a little. However, there was his residual temperature in his hand, the feeling he had just touched, but the strange things made her remember deeply. His hand is not as arrogant as he himself, with a thick cocoon, which can make people feel that this person is gentle but actually very powerful.

“Really know?”

Wen Man suddenly felt that his heat was spraying onto his face, and he raised his angle of view unconsciously, and found that he was close at hand, looking at her with a pair of smiling eyes. Pulling her brows slightly, she quickly lowered her face, and packed her things to leave.

Seeing her transient look, Jiang Yan was astonished, and then stood up and asked, “Did I do something wrong?”

“I don’t know how many girls you have made such a joke, but I am not used to it.” When Wen Man said this, she only looked at the flower garden by the roadside. She won’t look at his handsome face that don’t know has bewildered how many girl’s hearts.

Most of the good-looking men are the easier to be distinguished and admirable. This is almost a constant law.

Jiang Yan immediately realized that she had misunderstood, and this made him care very much, which he had never cared about. So, when she was about to start her step, he rushed to her to block her.

The Wen family on the balcony almost stared now they saw Jiang Yan stopping Wen Man.

“Oh my God. Does this shabby prince have a fancy to Sister Man Man?”

“Good deed, sister-in-law, congratulations.”

Xu Yu’e turned around and left the balcony after listening to the cynicism of the crowd.

“I… I’m not that kind of person.” Jiang Yan danced with both hands and patted his forehead again, “Really, I just think you are a good girl.”

Wen Man blinked his eyelashes blankly to see how he was at a loss: Could it be that he is not arrogant, but not good at speech, so he simply pretended to be deep and silent.

“Hey—” Jiang Yan hugged his head with his hands and showed innocent eyes like a pair of children from his fingers.

Wen Man was also amused when she saw him like this. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, which was cute.

At this time, Xu Yu’e came over and shouted from a distance: “Man Man, come here!”

Jiang Yan heard this cold, arrogant and angry woman’s voice, his eyebrows flicked unpleasantly, and when Wen Man was about to brush her side, she held her hand and asked: “Who is that person?”

Feeling that he shook his hand and used his strength a little bit, Wen Man was taken aback and said, “My mother.”

Is it her mother? It’s not like it at all! Jiang Yan looked at Xu Yu’e’s face with all emotions on her head from afar and frowned deeply. How can such an arrogant woman raise a daughter with rich content like Wen Man?

Wen Man broke away from his hand and walked towards her mother with her head down.

So, when Jiang Yan saw that she walked to Xu Yu’e, Xu Yu’e should have been scolded in a shameless manner. He felt agitated suddenly, and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket to make a call to his companion: “Mo Wen Yang, how long do you want to play tricks in front of the group of monkeys?”

Mo Wen Yang finished his calligraphy performance early, and while the Wen family ran to the balcony to watch the excitement, he answered his phone and replied: “I can go anytime! If it weren’t for you, this ‘Jiang’s young master’ would like to act, you must know, you will always be my priority in my schedule, wherever you go, I will go—”

“Fuck you! Let’s go!”

Hearing Jiang Yan’s tone was very unhappy, Mo Wen Yang immediately bid farewell to the Wen family after closing the line.

“So fast.” Of course, Wen Shi Rong was reluctant to let go of ideal son-in-law, accompanied Mo Wen Yang to the door, and eagerly asked this young man by the shoulders, “How do you feel tonight?”

“Uncles and aunts are very hospitable.” Mo Wen Yang replied in the tone of a three-good student.

The answer is not what has been asked. Wen Shi Rong was about to continue knocking from the side, due to Mo Wen Yang received another call from Jiang Yan, so he stopped looking at the faces of any Wen family members and went out straight away.

CHAPTER 4 – WANT TO TAKE HER SERIOUSLY

Late Wedding – Chapter 2 – Only the handsome shabby prince

“You are not rich until you have a rich heart.”
― Roy T. Bennett

Chapter 2 – Only the handsome shabby prince

“The one who walks in the front, gentle and pleasant, is the son of my dad colleague named Mo Wen Yang. The one behind is the friend he brought with him, named Jiang Yan.” Wen Hao Xue gave a live commentary to the sisters.

Since Jiang Yan was more handsome than Mo Wen Yang, everyone rushed forward.

After an hour, all the people gnashed their teeth,muttered their mouths, and retreated with a gray head and a lost face.

“What is it? Isn’t it just a shabby guy!”

“This suit he came to us to wear today was lent to him by his friend.”

“There is no money, only handsome farts.”

“Don’t talk about the house and car, according to his unstable job and salary, he is not a civil servant, and it is difficult to support his family.”

Wen Man thought later that if Jiang Yan hadn’t settled down, she probably wouldn’t even look at him. The main reason is that he can make her a group of sisters and aunts get angry then its enough to make her look different.

Leaving the page in his hand, stretching her neck from the shadow, Wen Man carefully landed on the shabby prince with her eyes through the big glasses.

The height should be more than 1.8 meters, silver-striped shirt, blue and black trousers, polished leather shoes, and the top button of the shirt has been pulled out, revealing a small graceful collarbone.

The facial features are clear, the nose is sharp, the brows have a touch of arrogance, and the corners of the lips have a touch of coldness.

Accidentally, the two of them touched their eyes.

Wen Man’s head drooped immediately, her eyes facing the book spread out on her lap. As the noise in the living room became louder and louder, she moved the stool to the balcony to make it quiet.

Unexpectedly, the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony suddenly pushed away,and a figure flashed next to her.

“When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.”
― Jess C. Scott

The small clusters of gentle and beautiful eyebrows, and the small raised corners of the eyes can see the shabby settler leaning on the balcony railing, sighing like a hair dryer:

“The scenery is beautiful, but the wind is a little bit strong and I feel hungry.”

The sound of grunt and hunger came from this charming and handsome man.

The shabby prince is really a dilapidated, and the Wen family said that it is useless only to be handsome.

The problem is that when Wen Man listened to this voice, she remembered that she couldn’t eat dinner because of her mother’s urgency, so she was hungry and couldn’t hold it anymore.

She looked carefully into the living room, everyone in Wen’s family was doing everything they could to get up to the marriage. At this time, if you shout hungry, you will not only be horrified, but you will also definitely be embarrassed by Xu Yu’e. Forget it. Wen Man placed the book lightly, stood up, and prepared to sneak out to find food for himself.

However, the shabby household turned his head and stared at her. A pair of mixed eyes of various colors made Wen Man’s spine look a little hairy. This person is obviously going hungry, and he seems to be a little bit resentful. It may be that when he was brought to Wen’s house, he thought he could be invited to eat a meal, but he didn’t expect to be hungry without the free meal.

“If you don’t mind eating instant noodles—” Wen Man opened his lips carefully, paying attention to the situation in the living room.

However, this shabby price is so arrogant, can he accept the suggestion of eating instant noodles?

The tall and tall figure flashed quickly, grabbed one of her hands, nodded like garlic, and said, “No problem, as long as it can fill the stomach, anything is fine.”

This poor man can’t even afford instant noodles.

Wen Man doesn’t know how to describe this momentary complex feeling in her heart: pity for the same illness?

All the people in the living room moved to the study room to watch Mo Wen Yang perform calligraphy. Wen Man walked to the door and opened the door, and the two of them slipped out smoothly.

Outside the house, as he said, the night scene was beautiful, and a round of moonlight shone on the road in the community, shining the shadows of the two. The wind is a little bit stronger, and the green plants in the community can be heard rustling, making it seem quiet.

“The moon is a loyal companion.
It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself.
Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light.
The moon understands what it means to be human.
Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.”
― Tahereh Mafi

When you reach the corner of the intersection, there is a small shop.

Wen Man touched the pockets of her jeans. She happened to have more than a dozen dollars for change after buying a paintbrush for Wen Yuan. She discussed with the owner of the commissary: “I want two bowls of Master Kong beef noodles. Can you flush us with hot water?  We put the fabric ourselves. By the way, I also want a pack of mustard greens.”

After the commissary owner received the money, he followed her instructions and helped her get everything ready. So, Wen Man began to unpack the noodle bowls and put ingredients in the two-noodle bowls. In the eyes of others, her way of discharging is a bit strange, instead of putting all the ingredients in one piece according to the instructions and soaking in hot water. The commissary owner and Jiang Yan watched her keep busy with the two-noodle bowls with a pair of small hands. They were surprised and talking from the heart: Does it take so much trouble to eat instant noodles?

“Okay,meal is ready to serve.” After a few minutes, Wen Man smiled in satisfaction with a pair of crescent eyes.

When Jiang Yan took the noodle bowl she handed over, there was a pause in her smiling eyes that looked like crescent moons, and the handsome face seemed to flash with a daze.

“Let’s sit there for dinner, don’t hinder others from doing business.” Wen Man lowered his head, holding his noodle bowl and sat on the stone piers on both sides of the street.

Jiang Yan took two slender legs and sat beside her in a few steps, he follows her to lift the cover of the noodle bowl. The scent rushing on the face is like the taste of ordinary instant noodles, with a touch of more appetizing. Looking down the noodles and dried vegetables floating on the bowl seemed to be soaked just right, and there was no slick. Jiang Yan stirred the plastic fork in the noodles, picked it up and sucked it into his mouth. His eyes were stunned: delicious!

Instant noodles and dried vegetables that are just soaked in this way are not something ordinary people can make.

Wen Man ate slowly beside him, to the level of gentleness, without making the slightest sound of eating noodles.

Jiang Yan’s stomach was very hungry. The noodles were delicious. He raised the noodle bowl and grumbled and drank the soup in the noodle bowl to the bottom in one breath. After eating clean, he was also a little startled: he never knew instant noodles could be so delicious.

Wen Man only ate half a bowl, took out a package of tissues from her jacket bag, and gave him one.

Jiang Yan folded a stack of paper towels and took them to wipe the corners of his mouth slowly. After hesitating, he asked, “Do you often eat instant noodles? ”

Her skills in making instant noodles and eating instant noodles are superb and should be after a long time of practice. Ordinary people probably think so.

After Wen Man froze for a while, she smiled amusedly: “How is it possible?”

Jiang Yan saw her smile,and this time he was not startled. A complex calmness appeared in her eyes when he looked at her: “You–very good.”

Wen Man was even more stunned: “Hey?”

“Everyone in your family knows my situation, only you are willing to invite me to eat.”  When Jiang Yan said this, there was nothing ashamed of his poverty on his handsome face.

Wen Man blinked his eyelashes slightly curled up: This shabby prince is really extraordinary arrogance.

CHAPTER 3 – THE THROBBING OF A BOWL OF INSTANT NOODLES BREWING

Late Wedding – Chapter 1 – Blind Date Banquet

“A wedding is and event, but marriage is a life.”
By Myles Munroe

Chapter 1 – Blind Date Banquet

Early in the morning, when Wen Man left the house, hers mother Xu Yu’e chased her to the door and said:

“Man Man, Yuan Yuan needs two brushes and a box of gouache paint. When you get off work, take a detour to the stationery store which is next door to the Academy of Fine Arts to buy it back.”

After saying this, Xu Yu’e didn’t wait for her eldest daughter to agree, and she turned it back into the house without giving her eldest daughter money.

This is mostly the case since childhood. Wen Man is the boss of the family, and she gives her sister Wen Yuan everything. This law seems to be taken for granted by her parents and her sister.

Wen Man opened hers wallet and looked inside, less than a hundred dollars. Think of the stationery store next door to the Academy of Fine Arts, which is the most expensive art supplies stationery store in the city. She folded back into her room, took out the salary seal she had just got the day before yesterday, and pulled out another two hundred dollars from it. In this way, she has no pocket money this month except for the maintenance fees paid to her parents.

When I arrived at the company, the early summer of my college classmate and best friend took Wen Man’s shoulder: “My husband is not at home tonight, I don’t want to cook, how about going to eat Japanese sushi together?”

“No money.” Wen Man speaking honest.

“You only got your salary the day before yesterday.” Chu Xia was a little surprised, and immediately understood, sighed, “Man Man, uncle and auntie are really partial. Don’t you resist?”

The corners of Wen Man’s lips were slightly pressed, and her smile was like a lady in a TV series.

Chu Xia knew that this best friend was not outstanding. Only when she was smiling, hers two black eyes were like crescent moons, and she could kill men, women, and children. It’s just that Wen Man’s smile can only be spread to people who she trusts. The average person sees Wen Man, with a thin face, big black glasses covering most of his face, and she likes to hide in the corner, like an invisible person.

I remember that there was a reunion, and she and Wen Man were present. As a result, when it was about to end, the host counted the people present and handed out gifts, shouting: “Hey, didn’t Wen Man come tonight?”

Wen Man raised hers hand silently in the corner: “Yes.”

The host was so ashamed that he almost dug a hole in the ground.

…………………

“Chu Xia.I heard that you are going to Bei Huo with your husband.” Wen Man interrupted her best friend’s wandering in a word.

Wen Man’s voice is born, like a little sheep, soft and fluffy. Her voice, some people hate, some people like. Chu Xia likes it, but Wen Man’s family, especially Wen Man’s younger sister, hates her sister’s voice.

Chu Xia is often surprised after listening to the voice of a good friend, before saying:“ What’s wrong? Have you figured it out? Finally thought of leaving that home?”

Wen Man sipped her lips and did not answer.

Chu Xia hugged her shoulder: “If you want, come with us, and  three of us will take care of each other.”

“I don’t paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.”
By Frida Kahlo

In the evening, punch in at the company on time to get off work. Chu Xia accompanied Wen Man and took a detour to the most expensive stationery store in the city. He bought Wen Yuan two brushes and a box of pigments, both good brands, and removed more than 230 dollars at the checkout. Wen Man thought: Fortunately, I brought an extra two hundred dollars.

Chu Xia complained about her again: “All the money you make is invested in your sister. When she is famous, will she repay you?”

“Our whole family has invested in her alone, not just me.” Wen Man used this to prevaricate her best friend’s concern.

“Cheh! With her ability, I don’t believe she can be admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts.” Chu Xia raised the bar; I really can’t see it.

“Better than me. I’m just a second grade of universities. She is a key high school, and she should have been able to go to first grade of universities.” Wen Man said sternly.

“I really want to curse her that she can’t get in to the first grade of universities.” Chu Xia vowed to die.

Wen Man pursed her lips: “Immoral.”

Wen Man often made a witty remark in silence.

Chu Xia felt that after so many years of dating, she still couldn’t see what kind of person Wen Man was.

When the two wanted to get on the bus and go to a Japanese sushi restaurant in the city center, Wen Man’s cell phone rang suddenly.

“Mom, what can I do for you? I am tonight——–”

“You hurry to your second uncle‘s house now, all the girls must attend the family gathering tonight.” Xu Yu’e finished speaking, and without her daughter’s reply, she “snapped” and hung up the phone.

“What’s wrong?” Chu Xia asked.

“My mother asked me to go to my second uncle’s house. We have a big family gathering tonight.” Wen Man made a bitter face, “I’m sorry, Chu Xia.”

“Haha! It’s okay, I’m used to being put on the plane by you, at most the next meal on you, I still earn.” Chu Xia grinned generously, and then looked at Wen Man’s clothes, “If you have a big family gathering, are you sure you going to wear it like this?”

Wen Man works in the mounting room, often stained with some paint or something on his clothes, so he works in the most ordinary clothes. Like today, a polka-dot shirt has been stained with some colored paste on the pendulum, which cannot be washed off, and the jeans below have been smeared with two ink spots.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s just a family gathering.” Wen Man glanced at himself and shook his head, “If I go back for a change, I will be scolded by my family for being late.”

Therefore, Wen Man took another bus after breaking up with Chu Xia at the bus station.

Wen Man’s second uncle, named Wen Shirong, holds a clerical position in the city hall, and is one of the richest in the Wen family. Wen Shirong’s house is in Shengtang Garden. The market price is 10,000 dollars per square meter. It is located on the first floor of the community, with five bedrooms and three living rooms, and a small garden.

But if possible, Wen Man never wanted to step into the door of his second uncle’s house.

This is to say that Wen Man’s grandfather died early, and there was only one grandma living in the old house. Wen Man’s father, Wen Shixuan, was the eldest son of the Wen family. He was supposed to become the eldest of the Wen family after the death of his parents, taking charge of the whole family’s affairs. However, Wen Shixuan lived very poorly, and he and his wife opened a grocery store, barely making ends meet. Therefore, the boss of a family who is now in charge has become the second brother Wen Shirong.

Wen Shixuan couldn’t hold his head up in the family, and Xu Yu’e was also humiliated even though she was called the sister-in-law. The two failed to give birth to a son to inherit the incense, so all hopes were placed on the two daughters. Although, Wen Man is the oldest of the seven girls of the Wen family’s generation but is the least promising one. Wen Man couldn’t even go to a key high school. She only took a second-grade universities, and the company she came out to work for was mediocre. She is twenty-nine years old today, and she couldn’t even talk about a partner.

Xu Yu’e felt that her eldest daughter was humiliated, and she poured all her thoughts into her second daughter Wen Yuan. At least Wen Yuan went to a key high school, and the target was a key university in Beijing.

Wen Man rang the doorbell of the second uncle’s house.

With a tick, it was Wen Haoxue, the daughter of second uncle, who opened the door for her.

Wen Haoxue is twenty-two this year and is studying at a media university in the city. Her appearance is biased towards her mother Zhang Qiuyan, with a round face, long wavy hair, and a pair of beautiful eyes slightly like red phoenix eyes.

Wen Man was slightly surprised: Wen Haoxue was at home tonight? Why did Wen Haoxue wear high heels on her feet and red makeup on her face, as if she was going out to a banquet?

“Sister Man Man, didn’t your mother tell you anything?” It seemed that it was Wen Haoxue who should express amazement when she looked at the clothes and pants that Wen Man had contaminated.

“What’s wrong, today is not just an ordinary family gathering?” Wen Man asked, and the pen and paint she bought for Wen Yuan were still in the plastic bag she was carrying.

As soon as Wen Haoxue looked at her expression, she guessed that she didn’t know anything. She first pulled her into the door, and then said in detail: “My dad, brought the sons of two colleagues over.”

“Hey?” Wen Man was pulled straight by her and walked all the way to the living room.

Inside, there are three generation of Wen family men and women inside and outside, men in uniform formal suits and ties, and women are all dressed to the nines. Such a large line-up scared Wen Man very much.

“Man Man, why are you dressed like this?” Xu Yu’e saw her daughter for the first time and jumped up and pointed. At this call, everyone heard the voice and focused their eyes on Wen Man. Xu Yu’e regretted it, lost his face, and suddenly sat back in his seat.

Wen Haoxue’s mother, Zhang Qiuyan, came over and seemed to ask with concern: “What’s going on, Haoxue?”

Wen Haoxue said in front of everyone in the living room: “Sister Man Man doesn’t know what the party tonight is for. The elder aunt didn’t seem to tell her.”

Wen Man frowned and wanted to open his mouth.

Xu Yu’e has rushed to say: “I have ordered Yuanyuan to let her call and tell her sister, be sure to remember to go home and change clothes.”

Wen Yuan saw her mother kick the ball on her head, and her face didn’t change: “I called my sister, but my sister didn’t listen. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Shu Ya. I also asked Shu Ya to call Wen Man once.”

After receiving Wen Yuan’s wink, Liao Shu Ya, who was reading a magazine with Wang Yun Yun, heard this, and her face did not change color: “I called Sister Man Man, sister Man Man must be in the car, and didn’t hear it.”

Several people rolled the responsibilities and returned to Wen Man herself. Wen Man smiled slightly without showing her teeth.

Seeing that the elder daughter didn’t care at all, Xu Yu’e heart telling herself that Wen Man is still far from their expectations.

“Since this is the case, Sister-in-law, let Hao Xue borrow a set of clothes for Man Man to wear.” Zhang Qiu Yan said openly and showed the demeanour of the mother of the family in a cordial manner.

Xu Yu’e frowned, thinking: If she accepts it, she can’t swallow this breath in her heart. If she doesn’t accept it, others will say that she only cares about her own face and ignores her daughter. What to say, this wronged one has to swallow it.

Wen Hao Xue received her mother’s eyes, and smiled unsmilingly to pull Wen Man into her room.

However, Wen Man took off her hands and said to everyone, “Thank you for your kindness. But Hao Xue’s clothes are a bit too big for me, I don’t think able to fit me.”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA——

The first person to laugh out is the youngest and only boy in the Wen family. Unfortunately, it is a grand-children named Wang Shao Han. Thirteen years old this year, studying in the standard five. On weekdays, he is held in the palm of his parents like a little emperor. He has always been heartless. If you want to laugh, you can laugh, and if you want to cry, you say he doesn’t understand his mind, but he is very clever.

When everyone saw it, they also knew what Wang Shao Han was laughing at. Among the few girls, Wen Hao Xue is the plumpest and Wen Man is the slimmest. If it hadn’t been for Zhang Qiu Yan spending a lot of money to buy Wen Hao Xue brand-name shirts, with Wen Hao Xue’s figure, wearing Wen Man’s unbranded uniform clothes would have been even uglier than pigs.

The expressions of Wen Hao Xue and her daughter fell at the same time.

Wen Man didn’t think at all that they could be kind enough to borrow her clothes.  In some ways, her parents are just foolhardy, and her second uncle’s family is cunning like a fox. Wen Man, who had already seen through this, walked from her various eyes to a stool near the balcony, habitually hiding herself in the shadow.

This blind date feast, to put it bluntly, Uncle Wen is looking for so many girls, but to set off his daughter Wen Hao Xue. Other girls, it’s not that they don’t know the thoughts of the second uncle family, but they don’t want to lose the opportunity to fly on the branches and become phoenix. But she Wen Man has self-knowledge. If there were Cinderella and Prince Charming everywhere in this world, it wouldn’t be called Cinderella Fairy tale.

Click — the door opened, Wen Shi Rong was in front, and the two handsome and upright figures behind him firmly attracted the girls’ eyes.

“The second one is obviously more handsome.”

CHAPTER 2 – ONLY THE HANDSOME SHABBY PRINCE

There is a favorite deep in the heart

“It’s painful, loving someone from afar.

Watching them – from the outside.

The once familiar elements of their life reduced to nothing more than occasional mentions in conversations and faces changing in photographs…..

They exist to you now as nothing more than living proof that something can still hurt you … with no contact at all.”

By Ranata Suzuki

When I first arrived in the United States, I was a guest at a classmate’s house. He is a handsome and talented man, but he married a woman whose talent and appearance are far from matching. What is especially puzzling is that he abandoned his girlfriend who has been dating in China for many years and has long talked about marriage.

“My parents and brothers don’t forgive me!” He pointed around, “But look, I have a house, furniture, deposits, and a green card. Who gave it?” He sighed, “People After 35 years of age, many things are clear. I have worked hard all my life and hope to have a good life for a few days.”

It’s just that I think, who does he really love in his heart?

Zhang DaqianWade-Giles romanization Chang Ta-ch’ien, (born May 10, 1899, NeijiangSichuan province, China—died April 2, 1983, Taipei, Taiwan), painter and collector who was one of the most internationally renowned Chinese artists of the 20th century.

After reading “The Biography of Zhang Daqian” written by Mr. Xie Jiaxiao, after reading more than 500 pages, when I came to the “postscript”, I found an important passage, to the effect that Zhang Daqian’s wife Xu Wenbo was by his side in the second half of his life. But in the prime of life, Yang Wanjun is the one who accompanies him to share the joys and sorrows, and love and know each other the most. It was Yang Wanjun who helped Zhang Daqian escape the clutches of the Japanese, and it was also Yang Wanjun who accompany him to face the walls of Dunhuang and suffered from the wind and frost. But when Mr. Daqian was interviewed by Xie Jiaxiao, he rarely mentioned the most important woman in his life.  

Mr. Xie Jiaxiao said: “Is he taking care of Xu Wenbo who is by his side, and avoiding praise Yang Wanjun?”

“He (Zhang Daqian) set aside his will at the age of 80, especially in the bequest part, stating that he wanted to give it to his lover Yang Wanjun. It shows that in Mr. Daqian’s heart, he never forgot a period of affectionate years with Yang Wanjun.”

Closing the book, I must admire Mr. Xie Jiaxiao’s attitude as a journalist, seeking truth from facts.13 years after the completion of “The Biography of Zhang Daqian”, and 10 years after the death of the old man, he finally said what he didn’t say.

Isn’t it something that Mr. Daqian didn’t say anything, but buried his heart for more than 30 years?

Lin Huiyin (Chinese: 林徽因, born 林徽音; pinyinLín Huīyīn; known as Phyllis Lin or Lin Whei-yin when in the United States; 10 June 1904 – 1 April 1955) was a Chinese architect and writer. She is known to be the first female architect in modern China and her husband the famed “Father of Modern Chinese Architecture” Liang Sicheng, both of whom worked as founders and faculty in the newly formed Architecture Department of Northeastern University in 1928 and, after 1949, as professors in Tsinghua University in Beijing. Liang and Lin began restoration work on cultural heritage sites of China in the post-imperial Republican Era of China; a passion which she would pursue to the end of her life. The American artist Maya Lin is her niece.

Liang Sicheng (Chinese: 梁思成; 20 April 1901 – 9 January 1972) was a Chinese architect and architectural historian, known as the father of modern Chinese architecture. His father, Liang Qichao, was one of the most prominent Chinese scholars of the early 20th century. His wife was the architect and poet Lin Huiyin.

Xu Zhimo (徐志摩, Wu Chinese[ʑi tsɿ mu], Mandarin: [ɕǔ ʈʂî mwǒ], January 15, 1897 – November 19, 1931), was an early 20th-century romantic Chinese poet who strove to loosen Chinese poetry from its traditional forms and to reshape it under the influences of Western poetry and the vernacular Chinese language. He is considered one of the most important figures of modern Chinese poetry.

I still remember that Lin Huiyin, known as the First generation talented woman in china, fell in love with Xu Zhimo at first sight. Due to the pressure of the secular and family, the two were eventually separated, and finally married Liang Qichao’s son Liang Sicheng.

Liang Sicheng’s talent is not under Xu Zhimo. He is a pioneer in the study of ancient Chinese architecture. To this day, his works 40 years ago are still considered classics by the world architecture community.

Liang Sicheng, who has travelled all over China and studied in the West, has a different mindset after all. After Xu Zhimo’s plane crashed, Liang Sicheng rushed to the scene specially, picked up a fragment of the plane and gave it to his wife. It is said that Lin Huiyin hung it on the wall of the bedroom for the rest of his life.

Everyone has his own spiritual world, and in the depths of that soul, he may not necessarily be the other half of the marriage.  

“I feel the greatest destroyer of peace today is ‘Abortion’, because it is a war against the child… A direct killing of the innocent child, ‘Murder’ by the mother herself… And if we can accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another? How do we persuade a woman not to have an abortion? As always, we must persuade her with love… And we remind ourselves that love means to be willing to give until it hurts…”

By Mother Teresa

A friend who success in career said to me: “I do things all my life and I don’t owe anyone. To my parents, I am filial; to my friends, I am righteous; to my wife, I enjoy it. If there is any debt, I only owe one person-my girlfriend in high school. She was pregnant with my child, and I asked her to have an abortion, and she had to pay for it herself. I was so poor at that time that I couldn’t pay. The problem is that I am not only poor, but also seedless, and I dare not accompany her to the hospital.”

He sighed for a long time: “To this day, I remember her pale face after the abortion, she never complained about me, but I complained about myself as I got older…”

He looked for her for many years, used many contacts, methods, and even borrowed the name of a friend to post in the newspaper many times to find someone, but still no good news.

No wonder there is an emerging industry in Japan, looking for a first love lover for customers. It is said that many lovers, after 60 or 70 years, hugged and wept when they met, and found that the other party was still their favourite.

One day, he received a phone call from an elder, whose voice was distant and fragile, and it was an old friend whose mother had not seen her for more than ten years.

The mother was startled, got up from the bed in a hurry, and forgot to wear a hearing aid, babbling sentence by sentence.

He grabbed the phone and said: “Tell me something, and I will convey it again.“

The old man on the other end of the phone had a very calm tone: “Just tell her, I miss her very much!”

After a while, he received a letter from South America. The old man’s child said that his mother died soon after putting down the phone———–brain cancer!

He trembled to tell the old mother the news. The old mother, who was in her 80s, was not immediately moved, just sighed and said: “She hasn’t called for so many years, and when she received it, she knew something no good. She is really an old sister. We know each other since she was a child. She has not seen her for decades. She still misses me before she dies. It’s just that old friends are gone, and when I leave, who am I thinking about?”

The mother turned around, sat in the corner of the bed, and wept.

Are there some characters hidden in the depths of everyone’s heart, accompanied by joy and sadness, usually lock it up? I dare not touch it, let alone know it to outsiders, until some days when my heart is clear, or when I return to the light, my heart is weak, and I can’t lock it anymore. Finally, the character emerges.

Will one day, when we are near, suddenly find out that the person we love most in our lives is the one who has been forgotten for many years……

“Love was feeling the person everywhere, under your skin, in every strand of your hair, in your heart, in your bones, in the tone of your voice when you said their name. Love wasn’t always about being with the person, it was feeling that your world was better just because they lived. Even if you weren’t ever going to be together, he was the air you breathed, invisible but everywhere.”

By Jacqueline Simon Gunn

Destined love

“Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.”
By Alice Sebold

When I was a little girl, I knew that one day my wishful prince would come unexpectedly. I often imagine him riding a snow-white horse, he will invite me to seat at horseback and then ride me to his city. I believe that somewhere in this world there is a special person looking for me, just as I am looking for him. If it is destined, this kind of thing will happen.

I was 17 years old that year and he finally showed up. The young man’s name was Ted Bennington, and he was a new neighbor. My mother gave me a small gold box hung on a necklace on my birthday. The golden box is not new, but it is her collection for many years, and my mother always keeps this small box together with a few souvenirs that father gave her mother.

I said: “Mom, do you really want to give me the box? This belongs to you!”

Mom said: “Really! It really means a lot to me, but as I promise to myself that I will handover this box to you when you are 17 years old, and it’s belonged to you now my girl.”

There was an elusive look in my mother’s eyes. I glanced at her puzzled. In fact, the marriage between father and mother can be described as happily ever after. My father was warm and considerate, mum and dad always seemed to have unlimited happiness when they were together until my father died two years ago. I am secretly funny; I really don’t know what sad things will happen to my mother. But I do like this box, it is small and exquisite, shaped like a chicken heart, tied with a small gold chain, which makes people love it. But what makes my heart beat the most is that Ted Bennington gave me a simple blue headscarf with gold trim on it, which is really beautiful. I love the gifts Ted gave me, but I love him more. I like his pale-yellow curly hair hanging down on the front collar, bright and honest blue eyes also nice square jaw, it looks cute. He looks shy, likable, and serious, he looks so outstanding when compared with the glib tongue, self-righteous guys in our upper grades.

“Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.”
By Nicholas Sparks

About two months ago, I started to pay attention to Ted, when he came to our class for only a month. He is a quiet boy and never participates in any team in the school. After class or on weekends, while other classmates were hanging out and having fun, he had to go to a grocery store to work. At that time, it was an alumni dance party. As a senior high school girl, you can’t have too many choices, because most boys in this grade give their hearts to the first and second high school girls. I had to make a list of the remaining boys and crossed out the ones that were too short, now only 4 people remained in my list. But three of them were either too fat or unable to get along with me or spitting when talking, Ted became the only candidate in the end. When he walked out of the classroom after class, I was waiting there, pretending to bump into a piece by accident.

I accosted and said: “Nancy is hosting a family dance this weekend, Ted, this is an event for women to invite men. Do you want to go?”

“Go? You mean to go with you?” he asked.

“Yes!” I said.

This, this, I must go, thank you! I’m happy to go.” He said.

He was a little flattered, really wondering if he had ever taken a girl to any place when he grew up. I can’t help thinking, maybe it was a mistake to invite him. Will everyone like him? The people who attended the prom were all mainstream figures in the school. Is Ted a group? However, everything at the party was pleasant. Ted tried his best to adapt to it, dancing, participating in games, and talking with people, it really seemed like a proficient socialist.

After the party he sent me home on the way, we talked about each other’s plans after graduation, I said that I will study secretarial major. He told me that he was working hard to get a scholarship from Durrain College and was going to study medical science there. The moonlight is dim and graceful, which makes people have an inexplicable impulse. Suddenly it became clear to me that my little empty hand was shaking on one side of my body, and I believed his hand was the same. I really don’t know how many times our little hands touched each other and how many times we were electrocuted? On this road, we two stopped talking, and instantly felt that there was only us left in the whole world, and suddenly felt that each other could hear each other’s nervous and excited heartbeats. Now we are enjoying walking silently in the moonlight. What’s even more inexplicable is that our hands slowly got together at each other without knowing when they started.

“Destiny is not a matter of chance; it is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved.”
By William Jennings Bryan

Ted took me to the alumni dance party, which seemed so natural. A feeling of heart trembling made me suddenly realize that Ted is the special person I have been expecting since I was young! Our feelings became more and more deep as time went by. We took a walk together, went hiking, and participated in a picnic party under the blue sky. Ted played a melodious guitar during the picnic, and we sang aloud together. These are days of infinite poetry and happiness. Then one day, Ted brought good news. He had won a scholarship from Durrain College.

Ted asked: “People would call me Doctor Bennington, how do you feel?”

I said: “It’s wonderful! But I will miss you.”

He said: “Me too, I wish you could go with me.”

I comforted him and said: “Don’t worry! I’ll be waiting for you here. Maybe I can find a job in that college before you graduate.”

Ted said: “That’s great, but I’m afraid.”

“What are you afraid of?” I asked.

Ted said: “Oh, everything is so perfect, I’m so afraid of losing you.”

“Blindly worry!” I said to him, “you won’t lose this destined love!” but I was wrong. In the first few months when Ted left me to go to college, we wrote letters to each other more diligently. But gradually, our letters became lesser and lesser, probably this is the beginning of the ending. He couldn’t go home together celebrate Thanksgiving, and when he came back at Christmas, I was getting measles. Finally, Ted has a new girlfriend. She is a classmate of their school. Ted wrote to say that he was sorry about it and said that he knew I would understand.

It was raining the day the letter was received. I lay on the bed listening to the patter of rain. I don’t hate Ted; I don’t even hate that girl. It’s just that I can’t believe what happened. At this moment, my mother walked in. I know what she is going to say.

Mum said: “There are other lads, you may not believe it now, but there will always be.”

I said: “Maybe, but Ted is my only beloved, I will never love again!”

Mom was silent for a while, and then said: ” Is the little gold box I gave you hanging on the necklace still there??

I said: “Little gold box? Oh, of course. It’s in the top drawer of the dressing table.”

Mom took out the little gold box and asked me to put it on. “Look,” she said, “this is the special lover who gave it to me when I was 17 years old.” I cherished the little gold box and thought of my dead father. What a happy life he once had with my mother!

“He is kind, likable, and different. I was convinced that he was the man I was destined for,” my mother said slowly, lost in thought, “but within a few days of our engagement, he died in A train accident.”

“What did you say?” I exclaimed, “I thought… You mean you had loved someone before Dad? The other person you thought was the most special?”

Mum said: “Yes, that’s the way it is, I think if I marry him, I am sure I will be very happy. But the result was that I married your father three years later. We also love each other, and I am also very happy with him.”   

“I don’t understand.” I said.

Mum Looked at me quietly and said: “Baby, what I want to tell you is that there is not only one special person in this world who will make us happy, but there are many such good people, Ted is just one of them. It’s just that he came too early.” . I almost cried because I felt that my childhood dream was being crushed.

Mum said softly: “One day, a good man will come at the right time, and he will be the one you are destined for.”

  She leaving me alone, walked out and closed the door gently. I’m listening to the sound of rain, I looked at the door my mother closed when she went out, but I thought of another door which was the other door of hope she opened for me just now.

“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.”
By Bill Keane

“You remember your first love because they show you, prove to you, that you can love and be loved, that nothing in this world is deserved except for love, that love is both how you become a person and why.”

By John Green

You grow up with me, I’ll stay with you till old

“Fathers and daughters have a special bond.

She is always daddy’s little girl.”

By Richard L. Ratliff

Maybe you are not a good person, you are easy to hold grudges, and you are not a magnanimous person at all; you dare to do anything outrageous, and you have no scruples at all. Because you have a bad temper, you are easy to impetuous, and you are always easy to offend people.

Since I was young, people around me always said that I was like you. I don’t want to be like you. Because I really didn’t see what compliment this was.

However, such you, as early as someday 20 years ago, from the moment you kissed my forehead, had already taken root in my heart. I never miss you deliberately, and I will never forget.

When you were 26 years old that year, when you were still confused about life, when you still had nothing, you were glad to meet the most important woman in your life. Under your relentless pursuit, finally have a wedding photo. At that time, you were young and handsome, hugging the beautiful bride with full of happiness.

When I was two years old, you were 28 years old, and the profession of “father” changed you a lot. You began to learn to work hard to earn money to support your family, racked your brains to start a business, slept in the street, and was despised. At that time, you still didn’t have a successful career, and I naturally became a left-behind child. I can’t understand a man who goes home once a year. The hugs you give me every time you go home will not make me miss, because in my eyes, only the toys and snacks you brought back can be remembered by me forever.

I was 11 years old, and you were 38 years old, and you hit me for the first and only time. I brought back the test papers with full of red crosses, I’m not even care, and I still watched the cartoon with relish. At that time, you were angry, tore the test paper to pieces, and slapped me severely. I covered my face, rushed into the room, and cried all afternoon. No matter how hard you knocked on the outside room’s door, but I was still ignoring you. At that time, it’s just because I totally don’t understand your good intentions. After a several moments, you smiled and said: “Dad is wrong! I promise I will never hit you again. Please forgive me, okay?” After that, you never hit me again.

When I was in junior high school, I was 15 years old, and you were 42 years old. No matter rain or shine, you must pick me up every weekend. I originally agreed with my friend to go to the same high school, but you firmly refused and very persistently let me go to another middle school. You were very patient and said to me: “Learning environment affects your future. I don’t want to let you take risks. Now you may not understand my thoughts. As time goes by, you can gradually understand my intentions.” Although I have Ten thousand were unwilling, but I did not let you down. As you wished, I entered the high school smoothly. You smiled happily and exchanged greetings with the teacher. I was sad to part ways with my friends. At that time, I must have resentment in my heart because I still didn’t understand you.

In 1998, I was 18 years old, and you were 45 years old. At this time, you can understand chemical equations, but you can’t help solving a question. You can read a few words but can’t tell the meaning. You cook for me by yourself every day. You tirelessly instilled chicken soup for my soul, but my grades were erratic, and I could see your anxiety. On the last day of the college entrance examination, when I stepped out of the examination room, you suddenly appeared in front of me and gave me a hug without asking anything. At that time, I couldn’t see your expression clearly, I just wanted to hug you tightly. When filling in the volunteers’ form, you said that “Medical Science” and “Teacher” are good, but I said that studying “Forestry” and “Chinese” is good. As a result, none of us convinced anyone.

This year I am 20 years old, you are 47 years old. I am far away from home, I have slowly got used to college life, but I don’t miss you often. As weekly practice, you will call me every other time. Tell me about the recent blood sugar drop, the phone number has been changed, and the driver’s license test has been completed. I will tell you that there are competitions and sports meet in the 4th grade examination recently. I will not tell you that I often sleep in at school, sometimes cry when I am wronged, I will only say it well, then you will feel at ease. But in fact, like father, like daughter. I always learn from you to report the good but not the bad.

Now I still can’t spoil like a baby in front of you, and I never said, “I LOVE YOU”. Every time I go home, I know that someone will always be waiting for me at the exit of the train station. I always beg you to make steam fish, and then I will praise you, you will accompany me to watch movie, I will stay at home obediently for a few days, and then I only will go out with friend after. You still have a bad temper, and sometimes mother will quarrel with you too. I will still be angry with you, and then every time I take the initiative to apologize.

Now you begin to take the initiative to listen to my opinions, no longer authoritarian and overbearing. I have been away from home to study for a while, but you still worried about me, because in your heart I will always be just a child.

I used to say that if one day, I can meet the right person, I will go with him to the ends of the earth. You said you were sad, and at that time I complained that you didn’t understand romance. Later, when I watched a father handover his daughter to another man at the wedding scene, you just said: “I have guarded my daughter for so many years, you must not let her be wronged. If one day you no longer love her, please remember to inform me to fetch her back home. Thank you! Remember that you two must be happy forever.” As a bride, I began to burst into tears, and at that moment, I understood that in this world, the love of my parents will never be repaid. No matter who you meet, no one will tolerate you more unconditionally and love you than their parents.

I have written a lot of articles about you, but I can’t write well all the time, and I don’t know how to write even gorgeous words. I’m a lazy and stupid person who can’t do anything well, but I’ve been spoiled by you for so many years. I don’t have many dreams in my life, in addition to constantly disappointing you and liking to fight against you, I also don’t bring you much pride.

The love of the previous life is deep and shallow, and the flesh and blood of this life are connected. I cannot participate in your first half of your life, but I will accompany you to the end for the second half of your life. Maybe in 5 or 10 years I will grow up slowly, I will get married and have children, and you will grow old slowly, but I will work hard to be a happy person, let you rest assured, and make you happy forever.

Daddy, you grow up with me, I’ll stay with you till old. I LOVE YOU DADDY!

“Appreciate your parents. You never know what sacrifices they went through for you.”      

– always love your parent –

Father’s sad tears

Father’s love is a deep love and an indispensable responsibility. Father’s love has no thoughtful and warm words, no constant nagging in the ear, and no gentleness that accompanies me day and night. But my father has always given me a mountain of support and a kind of peace of mind all the time.

No one can replace whose role in someone’s life, even if I grow up, even if I have a lover who will spend my life together, even if I have a child, even… But no one can replace the love of my father in my life, No one can give the peace of mind that my father gave.

In my mind, my father has always been like an omnipotent tree of life. In the spring of life, he gave me colorful fantasy. In the summer of life, he gave me down-to-earth growth. In the autumn of life, he gave me his maturity spring and autumn. In the winter of life, he gave me calm contemplation.

On the road of growth, he gave me a kind of courage called brave. For a long time, in my mind, he is an immortal strong, a pronoun of strictness, and a symbol of strongest.

My father always took me shopping when I was young, he always holding my little hand in his warm big hand, so warm, so at ease. We talked and laughed as we walked, my father was so young and I was so little, but the scene was indeed so beautiful, which remains fresh in my memory.

When i started when to middle school, every school opening day and holiday, no matter rain or shine, dad will still ride his lovely motorbike to fetch me back home. At that time, I felt that everything was what he should do, and I enjoyed it for granted. Now I understand that there is no waiting in my father’s love. Only my father is reluctant to let me wait, he will always arrive earlier than me no matter when and where.

I graduated and didn’t go to university. For a while, I always had tumultuous with my father because I didn’t understand why he wouldn’t let me go out to work. He always said: “It’s too cold, wait until the weather is warm next year only plan for it”. Again, he said: “You are too naive, naive until feel bit silly”. He also said: “How comfortable is at home, don’t worry! Your father, me, there is extra pocket money for you to spend“. At that time, I felt that my father was so outdated and verbose. Now I understand that only in my father’s love, there is nothing to do more but to pay without asking for anything in return. Only my father is reluctant to let me face society and reality too early. He always hopes that he can hold me in his warm palms forever and protect me, and never let go.

I have always lived in a loving family, especially my father has always protected me very well. Really, with him, no matter where I am, I feel full sense of security and ease.

I am married, have my own home, and have my own lover. I clearly remember that I had a C-section that night and gave birth to my son. When I was pushed out of the operating room, I instinctively said: “Dad, I’m pain”. After this incident, my husband was always jealous and said: “Why didn’t you tell me? Aren’t I important in your heart”? But that is an instinct, and now I understand that no one can replace someone’s role in someone’s life. Husband’s love cannot replace father’s love. It should be said that no one can replace father’s love.

Father’s love will not make people the feeling of missing, father’s love also will not make people the feeling emptiness, but his love is already going deep into the bone marrow and is everywhere.

No matter how many years it is the suffering of life, or our rebellion. Whether it is the torture of disease, or the test of the environment. There are all kinds of states in the world, and there are all kinds of flavors in life. My father always walked calmly and faced calmly. I never saw him lower his head, bend over his waist, and never saw his tears.

What a good father, I always thought that God would care for him, and he would enjoy his family in his old age. But………………….

A car accident took away my only brother and my father’s only son. I saw my father that night, he did not shed tears. He just sat on the sofa stupidly, staring straight at me. Repeated a sentence: “You said, why is your brother’s life so short”? Suddenly, his father’s back was hunched, his hair turned white, and his face lost the high spirits look.

My father has always wanted to take my brother’s body home for a few days, but due to our custom, if the parents are still alive, and the child’s body is not allow entering the house. At that moment, my father cried, and tears were dropping uncontrollable. His tears fell on my heart, like a thousand pounds of stone pressing my heart. My heart really pains! Only for a few days, dad keep losing weight and keep getting old. God, you are too cruel!

What I never thought of was that my father was stronger than I thought. He endured his grief and began to work and began to continue my brother’s unfinished work and mission. In order to continue the spirit of his deceased son, he also installed my brother’s mobile phone card in his mobile phone.

I pray that god will always bless my father and make him safe and healthy. I always said: “Dad, don’t worry, I am also very strong, I will always be by your side”. Dad, have you forgotten? Your daughter is an intimate little padded jacket. In front of me is peace, in the back is happiness, auspicious is the collar, wishful is the sleeve, and happiness is the button. No matter where you are, I will always be with you, I love you daddy”.

I am the daughter of my father, my palm retains the warmth of my father, the passion of the father flows in my blood, and the fortitude of the father is inherited in my eyes. Therefore, I will work hard, I will be strong, and be a better version of myself.

Just because I don’t want to see my father’s sad tears again!

“I can no longer see you with my eyes and touch you with my hands, but I will always feel you in my heart.”

– Dad who misses his son

“Guys always think tears are a sign of weakness. They’re a sign of FRUSTRATION. She’s only crying so she won’t cut your throat in your sleep. So make nice and be grateful.”

By Donna Barr