Remember the first time in your life that you felt a heartbeat for a person?

The beginning of love, just like the warmth and beauty of spring, every heartbeat will roll up the most authentic feelings inside.

Sometimes we have the courage to grasp the heartbeat in front of us, desperately love, like flying fire;

Sometimes we retreat to the fortress of inner security and lament why love is elusive.

It was not until after experiencing the erosion of the years that I found that the buds of love were really like spring, even if the warmth was still free

It is not the cold of the spring rain, but every time the new life of love is to awaken the heart that is gradually growing

Remember that whether falling in love will make you brave or withdraw, you must always learn to see your true self in love.