I woke up in the morning and combed my hair and found that there were several more silver threads on my hair. I felt a little uncomfortable when I loved beauty, so I hurriedly found a beauty clip to look at the mirror and pulled it out one by one.

I woke up in the morning and combed my hair and found that there were several more silver threads on my hair. I felt a little uncomfortable when I loved beauty, so I hurriedly found a beauty clip to look at the mirror and pulled it out one by one. I felt a little sore after pulling out a few pieces of my hands, so I still patiently pulled them out.

When I was thinking about my first marriage, I was lying on my husband's thigh and he helped me pull it out one by one. It was still a bit sweet to think about it. But now life has long since erased the sweetness, and I can't lie on his thigh and act coquettishly. As I thought about it, I couldn't help but drip my tears. I wiped my nose with my hands, and sweared my nose, okay! I don’t want to think about it anymore, so I’d better pull out the few I saw. I counted one or two of them, alas! The troubles of life have added a lot of white threads to my hair.

Looking at the two daughters who were still worried and lively and jumping around, I felt a little comforted. I hope they grow up soon and can help me pull out the silver wires, but maybe the silver wires were covered with black hair at that time, so I feel a little regretful to think about it.

combs the hair, throws the white silk in the trash can, and cleans up. Looking in the mirror, you don’t have any wrinkles yet, and your life will get better and better. Come on! !