Love is a verb that never stops.
I accidentally saw such a scene. A boy put the girl in the car and waved goodbye to each other. The car starts slowly. Under the car, the boy chased the car and began to run, with a gentle smile in his eyes. In the car, the girl stared at him tightly, her eyes burning, colliding in the air until the car drove away and could not be seen. When in love, love is a verb. It manifests itself as running recklessly in a car carrying a beloved person, even if it is only a few steps, it can make people tear up.
He and she have been married for 3 years, the feelings evaporate in the oil, salt and vinegar, they pick each other's problems, the more quarrelsome, the more intense, in the end, the heart to divorce has been. Friends see the situation and give a secret. As she cooked, he hugged her from behind and made her feel like he was in love with her; before he went to work, she gave him a tie to let him know she cared about him. In marriage, love is a verb. It manifests itself as really paying attention to each other, doing something specific for each other, even if it is a short time, it can keep love fresh.
A pair of good friends in the unit, the selection of objects with different goals. A said: "I just want to find a man who can fix a bicycle. B said: "Silly, find a bmw owner, even save the car repair." "After marriage, I cook my husband's favorite meals, sew off-the-thread buttons for him, and my husband will repair the leaking faucets, change the fuse, and make the drawers that can't be closed and the cabinet doors that have lost their handles look new. B, sure enough, found a "small model" to drive a car. One night, the fuse at her house exploded, and she was busy calling for help. The man shouted angrily, "It's so late, who do you want me to find to fix it?" Wait until dawn! B was suddenly desperate. Later, B concluded that love is not just a romance under the moon before the flower, a declaration of the sea oath mountain alliance. After entering marriage, it needs a pair of dexterous and industrious hands to live a life of love.
So where there will be perfect two people, so where there will be perfect love, where there will be so much love as always, the old man and woman holding hands in the park on the road, who knows how they got over when they were young.
Life is like dumplings, no matter what kind of stuffing you are, I will tightly wrap you in my heart, no matter how the boiling water of life is boiled, I can't grind away my love for you! Love is hurt, how many people have suffered, how many memories have been burned, how much love is sad, how much is cold, how much thoughts have fallen, even if the moth puts out the fire, it is still righteous, only looking at the feelings, hurting others and hurting themselves, but it is impossible to cut off in a lifetime, falling A Sauvignon Blanc, how many tears of infatuation, drinking a cup of turbid wine, tasting how much worldly feelings! If you are my lotus, then let me keep a long love for you in this life! "The eyes are raining for her, but the heart is holding an umbrella for her, this is love." At least once in a lifetime, for whom I forgot myself.