[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

Title: Warmth Melts the Snow

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1. Heavy snowfall

Heavy snow, like countless pure white feathers, slowly drifted down from the sky, blanketing the ancient city. A biting, cold wind pulverized the snowflakes into shimmering, translucent ice crystals that littered every corner of the street. The city seemed shrouded in a thin veil, a tranquil and mysterious presence.

2. Stomach pain

On this cold night, I sat alone in my room, my stomachache like a cunning little beast, gnawing at my belly. I tried to warm it with a hot water bottle, but the excruciating pain was still unbearable. I curled up in my bed, the pain preventing me from sleeping. I could only wait in the darkness for the pain to subside.

3. Falling asleep

I don't know how long it took, but the pain gradually subsided and I drifted off to sleep. In this brief dream, I seemed to see snowflakes dancing in the air and hear the sound of them falling to the ground. The sound was soft and melodious, like a beautiful piece of music, intoxicating me.

4. Wake up to the warmth of a handshake

When I woke up, I found myself lying in bed, my hand tightly held in someone's palm. It was a warm, dry hand, conveying endless strength and love. I opened my eyes and saw him—my friend, his eyes filled with worry and concern.

5. Gently withdraw your fingers

I tried to pull my hand away, but he was so forceful, as if afraid I'd fall into pain again. I struggled gently, and finally, my fingers slipped out of his grip bit by bit. His head rubbed against my hand, like a docile kitten.

6. Dependence on rubbing head against hands

I watched him move, and a warmth welled up in my heart. His dependence warmed me, and it made me realize the strength of friendship. On this cold night, his company made me feel less lonely and less miserable.

I remembered the story about a heavy snowfall. An elderly man was walking in the snow when he suddenly felt a stomachache. He sat by the roadside, waiting for help. A young man passed by and saw him. Without hesitation, the young man shielded the elderly man from the snow with his own body, then held the elderly man's hand, sharing his warmth. The young man's hand remained with the elderly man's until help arrived.

This story taught me that warmth in life often comes from tiny details. On a snowy night, a simple handshake can convey endless love and companionship.

At this moment, I looked at the heavy snow outside the window, my heart filled with gratitude. I was grateful for his company, grateful for his care, and grateful for this heavy snow, which made me feel the warmth of friendship.

The snow continued to fall, but I knew that as long as our hearts were filled with warmth, no cold could invade. On this warm night, I held his hand tightly and greeted the new day together.

And that heavy snow has become a witness to our friendship and will be forever engraved in our hearts.

Title: Forgotten in the Wind

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1. Life Swaying in the Wind

Life, like a leaf, swaying in the wind, uncontrollable. We try to grasp every ray of warmth, but always let it slip through our fingers without noticing. My life, like this, is an endless sway in the wind. Sometimes, I feel like a kite, with your hand firmly grasping at the end of the string, while the wind constantly tries to carry me away.

2. The Overlap of Pain and Despair

There are always times in life filled with pain and despair. These negative emotions, like bricks and stones, pile up layer upon layer, suffocating the breath. During such times, I struggle, trying to find a glimmer of light, only to find darkness all around. Pain and despair seem to have become my entire being.

Your presence was a ray of light in my life, bringing me hope. However, reality has taught me that this ray of light can never dispel all the darkness. After your departure, my world completely collapsed, and pain and despair piled up once again, overwhelming me like a landslide or tsunami.

3. Forget Your Efforts

I tried to forget you, to erase you from my life. I kept myself busy, so that my free time wouldn't remind me of you. I participated in various activities and made new friends, trying to fill the void you left. However, no matter how hard I tried, your shadow always followed me, lingering.

I began to numb myself with alcohol, allowing myself to temporarily forget you while drunk. However, every time I sobered up, the pain and despair still followed me. I even tried self-harm to distract myself, but in the end, I found it was all in vain.

4. Loss of the Desire for Speech

After you left, I gradually lost the desire to speak. I no longer wanted to communicate with others, no longer wanted to express my feelings. I felt like a mute, unable to speak even though my heart was filled with thousands of words. This silence made me even more lonely and painful.

I became afraid to speak, afraid that my voice would reveal my inner vulnerability. I was afraid that others would see my true self, afraid that they would know the pain I felt. So, I chose silence, choosing to bury everything deep in my heart.

5. Impact of strong winds

The wind was so strong that I couldn't move forward. It kept pushing me, making it impossible for me to stand. I tried to find a fulcrum, a place to stand up, but I found that there was no corner in this world that I could rely on.

The strong wind had disoriented me. I no longer knew where to go or what to do. I felt like a ship lost in the vast ocean. I was terrified that I would be lost forever in this vast ocean, unable to find my way home.

6. Self-redemption amidst the turmoil

Yet, life is full of miracles. Under the influence of the strong wind, I began a journey of self-salvation. I began to accept reality and face the pain and despair within. I realized that only I could save myself, only I could walk out of this darkness.

I began to seek out the beauty in life, to discover the forgotten warmth. I learned to express my emotions through words and to express my inner pain through poetry. I discovered that words are my best friends, able to carry me through every difficult moment.

I also began to try to help others and care for those in need. I found that in the process of helping others, my own pain gradually diminished. I understood that the meaning of life lies in giving and devotion. Only when we learn to care for others can we truly find our own value.

In this process, I gradually regained my lost courage and confidence. I no longer feared the effects of strong winds or the swaying nature of life. I understood that life is like a marathon; only by constantly moving forward can we see the finish line.

Today, I am still swaying in the wind, but I am no longer afraid. I know that as long as I face it bravely, one day I will find the sky that belongs to me.

Conclusion:

The winds of life are strong, swaying us, heaping us with pain and despair. Yet, in this swaying, we also grow and search for self-salvation. Only by bravely facing reality can we find our true selves and escape the haze of life. Let us, together, find our own direction in the wind and move forward courageously.