He Chaoyi wrote in memory of gambling king remembering the details of his marriage: we will meet again

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 He Chaoyi wrote in memory of gambling king remembering the details of his marriage: we will meet again


Dad and I were sitting in the carriage. He was wearing a sweater. It was a little sultry in the carriage. He was sweating on his forehead. I asked him if it was hot. He smiled and said no. instead, he knew that I was nervous and deliberately made me laugh.

When I got off, because of the height of the car, my father gracefully reached out to help me. I was a bit embarrassed with my long wedding dress.

My father tidied up my skirt and said that I was beautiful today, but I turned back to my father and said, Dad, you are stepping on my wedding dress. This wedding dress is designed by a special person. Its very expensive. You sent it to me..

Dad smiled again and made up for me.

On that day, I was wearing high-heeled shoes with high and small heels. I walked carefully. It was dangerous. The sun was strong. I was a little dizzy because of the sun. I was already a little impatient. But my father smiled, stretched out his arms, walked for me, and then took me to the long green grass.

Along the way, he gently held my hand and whispered to me that marriage is another new stage of life.

Then from that moment on, my fathers daughter became my husbands wife.

Some people say that as a daughter, the most unforgettable is wearing a wedding dress, holding my fathers arm, walking to my husband on the red carpet.

For a long time, every time at an important moment in my life, such as the premiere of my film, the award ceremony, he said he would come to watch, I refused him every time, he came, I also avoided him, I always played awkward, just afraid of embarrassment, but at my wedding, I no longer avoided him, how eager I was to take his arm and marry out.

That day you personally sent me out of the cabinet, today let me see you off well.

There, you wont get sick again. Every day, you can say your jokes smartly.

And we, one day, will meet again