The Proud Wife Matures Late

If the sails no longer shine, if the wind no longer flutters, I will ride the waves back for you. When they first met, she was an ordinary freshman, and he was a dazzling senior instructor; at that time, the gardenia blossomed, and he put on the white sacred military uniform and took her hand to meet his parents; after graduation, she silently persisted alone in a strange city, waiting for him to return from the waves; from being young to holding hands and making a lifelong promise, in ordinary and trivial life, marriage is not the end, and love is never far away. The passing seasons are as beautiful as picturesque, and the mood is as silent as the ocean. Waiting is the only language. I see deer when the forest is deep, whales when the sea is blue, and you when I wake up from a dream. When the deep sea turns blue, you smile among the flowers.