On Chinese valentine’s day , such a solemn day, not beautiful romantic affection seize the exclusive priority.
In the after noon, all the men appearing in the street are none of the exception who is not in rush with flowers in hand.
Oh my god, our lord make a joke to us all. The cloud pillar start to falling down to block the way to the dating destination.
And to me , I want to send my gratitudes to my lord on tiptoe. For to me, no man has give me hints that I would receive roses. So the rain creates a chance for me to appreciate fresh flowers for a moment to loose myself in honey daydream.
Oh my god, all mighty god, give us bachelors and single ladies pleasure in those well-being lovebirds.
A short break converse my attention to another solemn scene.
A female fruit vendor, stopped at an old couples with their grandson. They are crouching in the sidesteps in shabby clothes with their heads falling, two hands arming around their legs.
Yeah, just now when I passed them, I fished out two coins 0.6yuan and throw they in their living bowls, however one rebounded out of the bowl. Before I had stooped down the old man had picked it up back to the bowls and murmured thanks, thanks,thanks. I had not any other different feelings but my chickenshit sentimental loneliness.
And I went on my way for excites from the vanity by minusing the data from my accounts.
Wow, the weather-beaten vendor gave some partly rotted bananas to them, and the old stood up promptly, stretched out his hands, and took over the bananas, showing great thanksgiving, he handed over them to his little baby. The little boy capered near.
The great seller became beautiful for she burst into laugh, and she collected all the rest unfreshed fruits togther, and asked do you have pokes?
Wow, a warm current washed my heart.
All the young people with great confidence to win heterosexual adoration, with enough time to
Cultivate their neutral affections, with enough money to aford luxury meals. No one stopped to
Show their power of releasing pains, to show ability of giving love, to take their due responsibilty
To the society.
Oh, even my charity just like perfunctory, to walk through my potty sympathism, to satisfy my eager for vanity.
The vendor , great woman, show her true feelings so unaffectedly. Which comfort the baby the old
Couples, even has successfully moved me alike emotionless young guys.
By then I had realized that the gift for valentine’s day doesnot comes from a chance to appreciating fresh flowers but in an opportunity to feel true feelings on earth.
