an unnoticed talent

Love, is the pearl of the sea, picked up, please cherish.

The new semester begins, in Yingge in September. I know that the fragrant cinnamon will come soon, sometimes passing by the tip of my nose. I often think of the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus that once disappeared in front of my eyes. It is indeed fragrant, but beautiful things always have to be left with regrets, so that it can be regarded as perfect.

When I was tidying up the drawer, I suddenly saw a pair of chopsticks, printed with two cute little rabbits, very beautiful. At that moment, I felt that seeing it was like seeing warmth. You bought this for me, because this is the year of my life, so you specially chose these two rabbits. It's been abandoned in a drawer for months because I've been eating with spoons and I don't need chopsticks. But today, I suddenly feel that what I don't need can bring me a strange touch. How strange to find that this is the most beautiful pair of chopsticks I have ever used, and it is also the only pair of chopsticks with a pattern, and it is still my rabbit.

I looked around the room for a week and my colleague left and felt so empty. But many things that can make me miss come from you, you who are always by my side. My cup, my shampoo, my comb, my medicine, my toothbrush, these should remind me of you, today I think, in fact, my pocket is very full, very full.

You can put up with my strange temper, you can surrender to me first when I am angry, you can ask for leave when I rest, and you can always be by my side. I can cry freely in front of you, I can go shopping until I can't walk, I can call you, I can ask you to do things for me when I am tired, and I can act like a child in your place.

My strange temper, except for my mother knows me best, is you. Because mom told you my secret. This is something I don't know. When I listen to you, I can't help crying again, it's not grievance, it's tears of emotion.

There is a diary full of our stories. You said that if you broke up, let me give it to you, I said I lost it on purpose. It has our bitterness and beauty on it, a lot.

Many, many, the original memory contains a lot of things, sometimes, more things, will ignore some, such as you. Today, in such a quiet moment, after recalling a lot, I will send these words to you.

When we are old, we will go to see the sunset together. Every time I think of it, I will cry every time. I do not know why, this sentence is so moved me, I said it with tears, I think it is more touching than any vows of love.

Young things, young stories, to the old, or to chat, in that sunset, the happiness at that time will be a kind of tears of emotion.

This pearl of the sea, picked up, is cherished love.

Pick them up one by one and you will be happy.