Let those who come come, let those who go go. Let nature take its course, is the greatest fulfillment of life

March 16 this year, is my wife and my 25th wedding anniversary, which is what people call the "silver wedding" year. 25 years, as if in the blink of an eye? Looking back, the wind and rain, bitter, spicy, sweet, and sour, can not help but feel a surge of emotion!

My wife and I are both 70s and were born in the rural areas of northern Jiangsu, the two families are about 30 kilometers away from each other. Originally, we didn't have any interactions, but we fell in love with each other at the age of love because of "Datun Coal and Electric Company" and "Longdong Coal Mine", and finally came together.

After graduating from technical school in 1993, I was assigned to the mechanic workshop of the coal processing plant of Datun Longdong Coal Mine as a mechanic. There was no pressure in life, no family chores, no need to think about other problems, and outside of work, eating, drinking, and playing were all I did. It was a good time to be young and carefree. Think about that time, is the most relaxed day in our life.

That summer evening, by a friend Haixia matchmaking, I and my "wife" in my dormitory began to meet for the first time. The first time we met, we did not have the romantic plot of love at first sight in the novel, not the impulse to see each other in the movie; she felt blushing and little to say, bland, not outstanding in size and looks. It was my "small eyes, big head, shorts and tank tops, and my dirty feet slipping on slippers. She had the initial impression that the person was 'casual' and 'sloppy'.

Later, we met several more times with the attitude of trying out the place. As we got to know each other better, we became more and more attracted to each other. Her virtuous and generousness, beautiful and intelligent let me feel more and more like them, and her simple and simple, understanding let more and more my heart. And my frankness and honesty, straightforward, gentle, and kind also attracted her attention, in today's language the "warm man type" style touched her. I often participated in various singing competitions, holiday performances, and other cultural and sports activities organized by the mine, which also made her feel more attracted to me. Later, whenever she recalled the love time, she would always smile and say with affection in her eyes the words that would haunt her for the rest of her life: "Hm, a broken guitar, I was tricked!"

As the saying goes, "A lover's eye reveals the beauty of the west." After falling in love, how to look at each other is good - she has beautiful features, a proportionate body, a gentle character, a pair of big eyes clear and transparent and gentle and subtle; I especially like a light-colored hemangioma under the corner of her eye (later, when we just met, the grain of her self-considered unattractive ' (Later, shortly after we met, she secretly went to the hospital to have the 'black mole' that she thought was unattractive removed with a laser. I feel very sorry for her!).

The sweetest time was when we were in love. I sang, played the piano, wrote poems for her, and shared new and interesting things in our lives; she occasionally brought me some delicious food from home and shared with me what was happening at home and work. In the evening, we stroll along the flowery paths in the mine, watching the moonlight, bright lights, and sparse shadows, listening to the sound of insects, whispering vines, and swaying leaves; feeling the quietness of the pebble-paved, winding paths by the rockery, and the wonderful sound of murmuring water and fish shadows by the gazebo. We clasp our fingers, snuggle together, as intoxicated, not enough words of love, endless lingering, really have a strong feeling of "a day without seeing as three years"!

Sometimes, we go for a walk along the railway line or country path outside the mine. The fragrance of wildflowers and grasses, along with the fragrant scent of soybeans and rice in the fields and the fragrance of the soil, came in bursts. The dark green branches of the tall poplar trees next to the road murmur and whisper, and the smoke of cooking in the village next to them drifts past in bursts, swirling everywhere with the intoxicating scent of youth and the strong taste of human fireworks, and even the air is filled with the sweet taste ......

The common experience, the topic of youth, and the story of love can never be finished. We know the cold, know the warm, and love each other, for the common goal of "family", through thick and thin, together with the bitterness ......

Whenever we mention "Datun" and "Longdong", there is a warm sentiment in our hearts, warmth, drunkenness, and long-lasting. There is not only our hometown but also the bond of our marriage and the witness of love!

It is "ten years to cultivate the same boat to cross, a hundred years to cultivate a sleep together." The many beings, the world, what deep fate to come together to spend this life together? Marriage, is worth every one of us, every couple's cherish!

Life is short, life does not have a few 25 years. Silver wedding year, write a little article, as a memorial; to his wife, to himself. Remember the old days that never return, remember our eternal youth years!