癖好

The moment he walking toward me, i saw his white face and pitch-black hair. He was a middle-aged man.I was so obsessed with his charming appearance and erudite knowledge. We were not on the same social class. He is an elite. I am so humble and overlooked by many people. Although it is impossible for me to become his acquaintance, i still cherish the encounter with him. Maybe my hobby is too queer for others to understand. In my eyes the coolest person is not my peer, but the man who is dozen years older than me. The soft temper, the brilliant intelligence, the warm heart, the radiant face, the tall figure, the easy-going personality, these traits are my favorite factor. Thoroughly awared  of my weakness and feeble mind ,i know nobody can put up with my deficiency .Be a singleton for a lifetime is my eventual fate. I can kill the time by watching the photo of the man i like and picture the scene i met them in my brain again and again, analogy to the replay of the wonderful film. These actions can play a very important role in repelling my loneliness and compensating my pity of lacking of  husband.