Before I met you, I never thought about getting married.

What is marriage? It's a big fish on the chopping board.

The first person came over and took away the fish and the stewed tofu soup, which was white and pure. One mouthful was so delicious that it was so delicious that it was so delicious that it was so delicious that it was so delicious. The second person came over, took the fish, cut it into thin slices, and dropped them into the hot sauerkraut pot. Someone followed the law and threw the fish fillets into the spicy soup pot. Picking and picking the fish meat until you get to the fish bones.

Later, someone came after hearing the news. When they saw that there was nothing to eat, they left. There was also a person who stared at the remaining fish on the chopping board and resolutely chose the fish head. Half of the chopped pepper is steamed and half is grilled with salt and pepper. So enjoyable. How else could it be like this? Another person came over and stared at the fish offal and fish tail, full of joy. Spicy fried fish offal and fish tail braised in vinegar were served to the table. Those who arrived late rushed to the next chopping board.

Later, a person walked to the chopping board and happily picked up the fish bones. Chop the fish bones into the size you like, put them on the egg batter, throw them into the hot oil pan, sizzle, sizzle, and fry until golden. , deep-fried until it’s crispy and crispy, making the kid next door cry.

The same is true for marriage. It's not rare for you to meet braised, sweet and sour, or steamed. What's rare is that in the dark, you can see the sky full of stars.

Once upon a time, there was a person who had instant noodles for dinner, but the two of them stopped fooling around. Even if they eat instant noodles, the two of them not only add eggs and vegetables, but also add happiness. If you have someone to eat with you, the meal will taste extra delicious.

Is there a person in your marriage who just sits on the sofa and eats a bowl of instant noodles because of your grievances? have. But, this is not what marriage gives. It's because I have lost confidence in marriage.

You know, marriage is not about walking into a restaurant, eating this, eating that, and then leaving with a mess on the table. Marriage is more about walking into the vegetable market. You don't know whether to put the sauerkraut or the fish first; you don't know whether to put salt or sugar in the scrambled eggs with tomatoes. You look at the recipe and learn the combinations bit by bit.

Even if you are very skilled one day, you may still forget to put salt in a dish and get burned on the back of your hand by the oil splashing in the pot. But, at that moment, you won’t panic. This is what marriage gives.

With someone by your side, you will do better. You will no longer run away. The moment you pick up the shovel, you will be responsible for the food in the pot. That person is your partner, and his backside standing by the kitchen sink gives you the confidence to enter the kitchen next time. What is visible is division of labor, but what is invisible is tacit understanding.

There are no absolutely bad days.

Talk about encountering obstacles, why life always gives you trouble. In fact, life wants to tell you that you have to think about this place, you have to be careful, and don't be afraid of choices. Looking back, those regretful and unwilling moments were caused by spending too much time entangled with fate and forgetting that no matter which life you choose, it has its meaning. You will be happy when you get the fish meat, and you will be depressed when you get the fish bones. This is not the attitude to love life. Whether it’s fish meat or fish bones, everyone can taste whether there is love in it. No one refuses to be loved. The fear of two lives blending together is just a worry that what you are holding is fish flesh and the other person is holding fish bones. Or, what you are holding is fish bones and you dare not expect to meet a life of fish flesh. But, in the end, you find that some people are born not to eat fish. One is that he has never seen it before and he doesn’t know which part of the fish is delicious; the other is that he has eaten it and is allergic to it.So, how can love be like two people holding fists, exchanging, and then deciding to leave, willing to admit defeat? Love has always been about spreading your palms. Don't feel inferior. Show your bones. When he opens his palms, it's a piece of candy. The two of them were stunned, can this be done? Okay. You said that piece of candy is so sweet. He said it was so cool to make a necklace out of fish bones.

You must be curious, why should you show your trump card? What if you get hurt? The moment you show your trump card, you know that nothing can hurt you. It is precisely the trump card that we dare not show that is ultimately the reason for hurting ourselves. Love is not about making two people become rivals, love is about making two people hold hands.