I really like men crying.

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As the saying goes, men don't cry lightly. Men cry as if it were a routine and worthless performance.

Of course I think so. Think about it, a big man, a seven-foot man, is almost taller than the cupboard, pick up those big hands and gently wipe away tears; Or sit on the ground and cry at the top of your lungs.

Imagine that this picture is "beautiful" and hard to imagine.

However, one thing yesterday made me change my mind. I began to like men crying. Not only do I not think this is a sign of failure, but I also think that men's crying is precious.

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Yesterday afternoon, I was reading by the window, and my father watched the documentary "My Mom and Dad" on the computer in front of my desk.

This is a 30-year-old photography and documentary by Zibo photographer Jiao Bo.

He truly recorded the details of his father and mother: the moment when his father scratched his mother's back; The moment my mother washed my father's hair; When several children were sewing clothes in the dim light, their mother gave them a moment; The moment when parents were drying corn in the yard; Dad's birthday, the moment when children and grandchildren are full; He went out on a long trip, and his mother wrapped her feet around the wall and sent this moment mile by mile. . . . . .

I'm tired of reading. I looked up and saw my father's shoulders shaking slightly. An idea flashed through my mind: Dad is crying!

I patted him on the shoulder. "Dad!"

Father turned his head and I saw two lines of clear tears on his wrinkled face. Transparent tears stand out in front of this1.83m man.

"Dad, why are you crying?"

"Ah," My Mom and Dad "is so touching. As a child, I can take photos of my parents and record this moment for more than 30 years. No matter how good parents are, how long they live, they will die one day.

Jiao Bo's heart, how soft, can make such a work, parents can't accompany us for a lifetime, but photos can.

Your grandfather died early, and it's not easy for your grandmother to be alone. That's why I live in her house every day, cooking and working for her.

More importantly, talking to her, the old people are lonely, they are no longer in contact with society, and their wives are no longer and more lonely.

But I really didn't do it well enough. I didn't do as well as Jiao Bo. I didn't leave any photos for your grandfather. I miss him, but I can't look at him again. When I miss him, I can see him even if I leave a photo. I can remember riding on my father's shoulder when I was a child, going to the zoo to see monkeys, going to the stage to see plays, catching up with temple fairs and flying kites. . . . . .

I can't control my tears anymore. Hold him gently, hold this burly but sobbing man.

Father, Jiao Bo's heart is soft, isn't your heart soft?

Is it cowardly for a man to cry?

No, in my opinion, this is a man's most precious thing. Men's tears are men's soft hearts.

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Friends around me all know that I have a delicate mind and like to write emotional articles, so they are willing to come to me for clarification if they have emotional problems. My principle is to persuade and not to persuade, but for Nana, it is an exception.

Nana's boyfriend was known by his senior and freshman when they entered school. Nana fell in love with the boy with big eyes at first sight. Nana confessed on the senior's birthday, and in this way, they were together.

During graduation season, they went to different places to work. Nana made a special trip to see him on May 20th this year.

Nana is a rabbit. This time, she specially brought a little white rabbit to him, thinking, let this little rabbit accompany you when I am away, which is a witness of our love.

My boyfriend has to work overtime and won't be back until 9 pm. When I arrived at the rental house where my boyfriend lived and saw that he was not there, Nana put the rabbit cage in the living room, went out by herself, wanted to go to the supermarket to buy something, and fried some dishes for her boyfriend at night to celebrate the reunion after such a long separation.

Soon, my boyfriend called Nana and said, Come back soon, the meal is ready. When Nana went back, she found some dishes Nana loved and a pot of stewed rabbit soup on the table.

Nana only felt that all her blood rushed to her head. She shouted excitedly, "What are you doing? You actually stewed the rabbit I brought! "

"Yes, what's the matter? The game is delicious. I made it specially before you came back! "

"How can you eat rabbits! That's me! I am a rabbit! This is what I left for you. I will accompany you when I am away! "

"ah! Baby, I'm sorry, baby, I was wrong! "

"meowed, you ate the rabbit, you accompanied my rabbit, meowed, my rabbit, you paid!"

"Well, baby, don't be angry. I was wrong. Don't cry."

"My rabbit is gone, you stew it, meowed, the rabbit is gone, it's gone. . . . . . "

Nana is a crying girl, melodramatic but kind. Nana cried for five minutes because she was worried about her stewed rabbit.

The boy got angry and knocked over the food on the table. "When you cry, you know that you cry. Didn't I apologize? I haven't finished crying, and I didn't mean to. I didn't kill anyone, but you're not finished? "

Seeing the food on the table and her boyfriend's wide eyes, Nana couldn't control herself any longer and pushed the door and ran out crying.

It was already afternoon 10. Winter nights come early. 10, the streets in winter are already dark. Nana just ran out and walked down the street in despair. I don't know how long it took, but the cell phone she took out and looked at many times was not answered. Nana is more wronged if her boyfriend doesn't chase after her.

Suddenly, Nana saw several drunks staggered up to her and smiled at Nana.

She was so frightened that Nana ran back to her boyfriend's rental house without getting angry.

She took out the key, and when the door opened, Nana's heart was cold.

The light in the room has been turned off, and my boyfriend is fast asleep.

Nana's heart is broken. She closed the door alone and took a taxi home. She broke up the next day.

Boyfriend later came to get back together. He said he felt wronged and didn't mean to stew rabbits, so he did it.

Nana was a little soft-hearted and asked me, what should I do if Xu accompanied Zheng?

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What should I do? Divide it! Save the New Year!

You run out alone at night, he doesn't chase you out, he goes back to sleep. Can't you see his heart is so hard?

What should you do if you get lost outside? It's too dark. What should you do if you look down on the road and fall down? What should you do if you run out without much clothes on? What should you do when you meet the bad guys so late?

His heart is so hard, my father saw my mother peeling apples for him when he was ill, and his eyes were wet. Will he?

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I like a man crying, not only to see him really crying, but also to shed tears in his heart. Those tears in my heart are also his soft heart.

Don't men cry lightly?

No, I really like men crying.

About the author: Xu Banzheng, a sister in 1994, is a young author who focuses on the emotional field. Graceful poets love to write poems, know French and love guzheng. Of course, what they like best is writing.

My words, every sentence, are what I want to say to you, from the heart.

When you are lovelorn, you can come to me, and I will accompany you all night and listen to you cry; You have gained happiness, and I will be the most loyal listener. I am really happy for you.

I am here, waiting for you wholeheartedly, and we will be there or in the square.