Very sweet and provocative bedtime stories are very long, some love is vigorous, some love is unremarkable, and sweetness is hidden in life. Have you ever told a short story to your partner? Let's share my sweet and sultry bedtime story and collect it quickly!
Very sweet and provocative bedtime story length 1 In an unknown town in the north, there was a shoemaker. He is skilled, generous and kind-hearted. Although there are countless shoemakers in the town, his business is the most prosperous. In addition to his skillful craftsmanship, there is another secret. Every month on 18, he will repair his shoes for half a day for free.
Someone asked, why? He always smiles without a word and asks too many questions, which he will say, in his memory. What can I commemorate by repairing shoes? Many people are curious. Later, in a casual topic, everyone knew his secret. It turns out that this is to commemorate love. Who said that love is only the patent of young people? Although he is not artificial, he only deals with a bunch of smelly shoes every day, but he has a sweet love that is unknown.
It turned out that he was a bricklayer when he was young. In his prime, he fell in love with a girl in a neighboring village. Two adults are going to get married at the end of the year. Unexpectedly, on an autumn evening, he accidentally fell off the iron frame of the construction site and broke his bone. Later, although she recovered, she left sequelae, limping her right leg, and more importantly, she could no longer earn money as a bricklayer, so the girl was divorced.
That year, he was only 24 years old, in the prime of life. He lost his lover and became disabled. Pain is like poison, eroding his young mind, and he gradually loses confidence in life.
His family is also very anxious. One day, according to the local custom, they took him to the temple to worship. As a result, on the way back, a girl couldn't walk because the upper and sole were separated. He was kind and clever, so she quickly packed up.
The girl was very grateful and wrote down his name. Later, she accidentally met him two or three times and got to know him gradually. The two people actually sparked a spark of love. She married him regardless of her family's opposition. 18 was the day they met. Later, he set up a shoe repair booth. In order to thank his wife for appearing in his life, he repairs his shoes free of charge on 18 every month, thanks to fate.
Their lives are very happy. Although doing humble work every day, there is always joy between the eyebrows and eyes, and she runs a small noodle restaurant in the vegetable market, where people come and go and business is booming. They have a clever daughter who looks like her, with big eyes and a high nose. Someone teased him and said, you are really enviable, with such a beautiful wife and such a precious daughter. He listened with joy beyond words.
In a flash 18 years passed, and my daughter went to a university in the south. Her noodle restaurant became a small supermarket, and his shoe repair booth became a shoe repair shop. What remains unchanged is that shoes are repaired free of charge on 18.
When my daughter was a sophomore, the couple who had never been far away wanted to meet her. They went to Chongqing to accompany their daughter for a month. When she came back, she suddenly felt uncomfortable. At first she thought it was caused by the humid climate in the south, and she didn't care. After a long time, she felt more and more serious. She went to the hospital and found it was uremia.
It was a bolt from the blue that the disease I once saw on TV appeared on me.
Soon, she became seriously ill in the dialysis room, dialysis once a week, high medical expenses and great mental stress made them unable to breathe. She said, go home. But he said, the sky is falling, and I am here. In this way, they began the road of dialysis for several years. Because the town is far from the county seat, the road has to go over mountains and mountains. Sometimes it's windy and rainy, so it's inconvenient to take a bus. I missed the scheduled dialysis time several times because of the delay on the road.
Sweet and provocative bedtime story 2 "Bang-Bang-"Mr. Rabbit, who was about to fall asleep, heard a loud noise overhead.
"Oh, who accidentally fell down when walking at night? It should be very painful! " Mr. Rabbit got up from the bed. He doesn't know how to solve this problem.
On rainy days, snowy days and windy days, Mr. Rabbit will hear the sounds of "pattering-pattering-"and "pattering-pattering-"overhead, sometimes deer, sometimes wild dogs and sometimes even big bears. Today, it is raining heavily outside. From night till now, Mr. Rabbit has woken up for the fifth time. According to the screams, Mr. Rabbit recognized them as hedgehogs, toads, foxes, rabbits and a wild cat.
"I think I have to make a red lantern." Mr. Rabbit said. This idea really excites him. He opened all the cabinets and drawers, hoping to find some materials for making red lanterns.
But there is no paper. "Then, use the New Year pictures on the wall!" Mr. Rabbit took a small chair and carefully tore off the New Year pictures. And no rope. "Then, tie it with shoelaces!" Mr. Rabbit found a pair of leather shoes and untied his shoelaces.
There are no bamboo sticks. "Then, use the bamboo stick on the chair as the skeleton of the lantern!" Mr. Rabbit looked at the only chair in the house and decided to take it down.
There are some candles, but there are some left on my birthday.
Paper. Rope. Candles. Skull. Mr. Rabbit finally prepared all the materials for making red lanterns: "Do it!" "
When the red lantern was hung high, the clock on the wall just struck 12. Mr. Rabbit lit the candle. He walked out of the rabbit hole with an umbrella and a red lantern. There is a jujube tree nearby, with dense leaves. Mr. Rabbit wants to hang red lanterns on jujube trees. But he can't climb trees, he can only jump and jump carefully and softly. He didn't want to wake the family birds on the jujube tree.
So Mr. Rabbit jumped carefully and lightly for 20 times, and finally hung the red lantern on the lowest branch of the jujube tree. Fortunately, the leaves grow luxuriantly, blocking the rain. The lanterns are bright red, and the ground is bright for miles away. Mr. Rabbit looked at the bumpy road under his feet with satisfaction and took a long breath: Great, you can see the hard road again.
Mr. Rabbit could have had a good rest when he got home, but he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Tomorrow night, he thought, the candles will go out and the red lanterns will dim again. So what can we do?
Mr. Rabbit, who stayed up all night, finally fell asleep at dawn. When he woke up, it was already night. Mr. Rabbit climbed out of the hole and found the red lantern still shining warmly. On the third night, the fourth night and all the nights, the red lanterns didn't go out. Is this a magic lamp? Mr. Rabbit always thinks he is dreaming.
Finally, he quietly discovered that some passers-by would put candles in the bird's nest. When dusk comes, Mrs. Bird will light candles on time, so that the red lanterns can give off warm light and illuminate the whole forest.
Very sweet and provocative bedtime story. A tree and a bird are good friends. Birds sit on branches and sing songs to trees every day. Trees listen to birds singing every day.
As the days passed, the cold winter came. Birds must leave the tree and fly far away.
The tree said to the bird:
"Goodbye, bird! Please come back next year and sing for me. "
The bird said:
"Ok, I will come back to sing for you next year. Please wait for me! "
The bird said, and then flew to the south.
Spring is coming again. The mountain snow in Yuan Ye has melted. The bird came back here to look for her good friend tree.
However, what happened? The tree disappeared, leaving only the roots there.
"Where is the tree standing here?" The bird asked the tree root.
Root answer:
"The woodcutter cut him down with an axe and pulled him into the valley."
Birds fly to the valley.
There is a big factory in the valley, and the sound of sawing wood is "sand-sand-".
The bird landed on the gate of the factory. She asked the door and said:
"Mr. Door, where is my good friend tree? Do you know? "
The door replied:
"The trees are cut into strips in the factory, made into matches and transported to the village over there for sale."
Birds fly to the village.