Once the sea was shipwrecked as water

Perhaps the most annoying thing for sanitation workers is this season! Every day there are endless leaves. Sweeping away stubble after stubble...

Hearing that there was you in the distance, I set out to trek thousands of miles, without asking about the return date...

Let's talk about love today!

As a hot topic throughout the ages, love is also one of the themes of life. What is its charm? It's always hard to help, happy when you get, miserable when you lose...

I remember one year I was on a trip, and on the train home, a beautiful woman sitting next to me talked to me about her love story. She said, "Do you know why I went to Tibet this time?" Then he continued to say to himself: "I went to find my boyfriend, but he has not been able to see me" "He said that there is too much difference between us, it is not suitable for us to be together..." I thought to myself, this girl is also too obsessed! After all this, he couldn't be touched, so he was sure that this man didn't love her at all. I looked at the girl who had been talking to me, in fact, she was more like muttering to herself, maybe she was too wronged, maybe she was too uncomfortable, so let her find someone to start telling her story... I just listened, how I could feel. Life sea sea, who can escape being hurt by love, anyway, not by this injury will be hurt by that, not at the age of eighteen will be injured at the age of twenty-eight, heroes are sad to be beautiful, not to mention us ordinary people, where can we escape the disaster of shedding a layer of skin for love... So by the time she finished speaking, it was already day to night. I can clearly feel her sadness, and I admire her for being able to tell a stranger so familiarly about the beginning and end of her relationship. Although she did not meet someone who cherished her true feelings, with her pure heart, she would definitely meet a boy who loved her very much in the future.

When I went to learn makeup in 2018, there were few people in the class, and I was the only one with long hair, so the teacher always grabbed me as a model. Each time I sat like a stone for an hour or two, and finally the teacher had to take pictures to finish. The teacher looked through the camera and she said I "there's a story in your eyes" and I said "Is it so obvious?" "Everyone has a story, so it can be seen whether it can be hidden." No matter how young a person dresses up, that battered heart cannot pretend to be full of vitality. So even though my expression is always so calm, my eyes still can't deceive people.

The love I have experienced, just like the love that thousands of people have experienced, is at first heartwarming, being attracted, falling in love, then suffering from gain and loss, then to disappointment, and finally to the helpless eclipse... This seems to be what love looks like, no matter who you are with, it is such a process to go through. The good at first and the devastation at the end are all part of love. As we get older, we realize that love is only a part of our lives, not the whole of our lives. Without love, we still have a lot to love. Like making money...

A reckless effort, in love, will only make their love go to extinction faster. Only by understanding each other's love and admiring each other can we flow in a long stream and join hands with whiteheads.

Maybe love only belongs to people who are in their youth, because when they are young, they don't need to face the pressure of life, they don't need to face the chicken feathers of marriage, they don't need to face many scruples from both families... But adult love is closer to life and reality.