Sunny Weather | Tuesday, June 27, 2019
Yesterday I didn’t have a plan on how to celebrate my anniversary, but today I must come up with it.
Edison said success equalled ninety-nine percent perspiration plus one percent inspiration.1Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Great accomplishments depend not so much on ingenuity as on hard work. This is a saying of the American inventor Thomas Edison.
I perspired ninety-nine percent of my effort yesterday.
Now, I just have to wait for inspiration today.
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At twelve o’clock in the evening, I finally understood: Without the one percent inspiration behind, the ninety-nine percent sweat in the front was useless.
Edison was a big scammer, and I’m going to cross him off my list of the hundred most famous people I respect.
I secretly called my mother while my wife was sleeping, and when the phone was connected, I suddenly remembered that my mother should also be sleeping now. Just as I was about to hang up the phone, my mother yelled and asked me why I didn’t call her until now. She had been waiting for my call all day. I said nothing but told her that today was my wedding anniversary. I asked her if she had any suggestions to share with me.
My mother said: I have already reserved a seat for you two at the Revolving Restaurant2A revolving restaurant or rotating restaurant is usually a tower restaurant eating space designed to rest atop a broad circular revolving platform that operates as a large turntable. The building remains stationary and the diners are carried on the revolving floor. in the city centre, and the new tuxedos have also been ordered and should be delivered around 9 a.m. By the way, I have also prepared three gifts for you, and I will send them together for you to choose.
I was very moved when I heard it, and felt that my mother was really my caring little padded jacket.3 This term has been used metaphorically by the Chinese to refer to daughters, who are often considerate and heartwarming, and therefore are compared to a “padded jacket in winter” for parents. Since I was a child, she about everything I wanted and she would change things according to it. When I was young, other children always said that they were picked up from the garbage dump but I think I must not be. I always thought that I must be born to my mother, otherwise, she would not be able to understand me so well.
I whispered: Mom, thank you. Why don’t my wife and come over to see you and my dad after dinner tomorrow?
My mother didn’t speak, just hung up the phone.
Oh, I didn’t even say good night yet.
But it did not matter, my mother said it kind of the same if I said it in my heart.
I went to bed lightly but saw my wife sleeping so cutely, so I secretly kissed him.
But my movements were so big that my wife was woken up by me.
I said to him: You just had a mosquito on your face.
Then my wife believed it, pulled off the quilt, and fell asleep again.
I love my wife.
Cloudy Weather | Wednesday, June 28, 2019
I am very satisfied with today’s appointment.
There were not many people in the restaurant, the pianist played nice music, and the scenery outside the window was beautiful. Of course, the most important thing was that I had a wife who was wearing couple’s clothes with me.
But a fly in the ointment4[měi zhōng bù zú]: a blemish in an otherwise perfect thing/ a flaw in an apparently perfect thing. was that my wife seemed a little unhappy.
I did not know why my wife was unhappy. It wasn’t until my wife frowned and asked a male waiter—if he could please go to another table as we don’t need you here—that was when I realized it was because he was dissatisfied with the waiter there.
I wasn’t aware why my wife didn’t like that waiter. I quietly looked at him and immediately found him unlikable too. Wearing a suit, tie, and vest, he showed his big white teeth when he smiled, and there was actually a dimple on his face!
My wife also has dimples on his face. Men with dimples are always better-looking than average people, that’s what I think. However, I didn’t want my wife to think that too, because I didn’t have dimples, so wouldn’t I be outdone by that waiter?
I was a little nervous. Just when I was about to say that we had almost eaten, why don’t we go home, my wife said that he had to go to the bathroom. I said I’ll wait for you here.
My wife didn’t come back until half an hour later. His clothes were a little messy, the corner of his mouth was a little scratched, and his whole face looked horribly gloomy.
I nervously asked him if something had happened.
He said everything was fine and he accidentally fell down in the bathroom.
I asked if we should go to the hospital for a check-up. My wife denied it and said we were leaving now.
While waiting for the elevator, I saw the same male waiter again. His clothes were also a little messy and the corner of his mouth was injured.
He gave me a smile, licked his lips, and glanced at my wife again.
I looked at him expressionless, jotted down his work card, and then left without looking back.
I have decided to not only give negative reviews when I returned but also complain to the restaurant manager and the 315 Consumer Association to safeguard the rights and interests of us vast number of consumers.
It was my wife who drove us home at night in the car. When we got home and parked the car, my wife suddenly turned my face toward him and gave me a long tongue kiss.
I tasted blood, but it felt very sweet.
After a kiss, I always like to stare at my wife in a daze, but after a short while, my wife turned his face away.
Why is it mint flavour again, my wife asked.
I did not know how to answer. Can I tell him that every time my mouth smelled of mint, he would unconsciously prolong the kissing time by 0.5 minutes?
Must not.
I love my wife.
