The picture of this article comes from the film "Love Letter"
When love is in secrecy, it is pure. It is nothing but a feeling within. It has no other motive, just an inner passion.
When love is in secrecy, it is painful. With no hope of fulfillment at all, and no real response, it tastes more bitter than sweet. It soaked in tears.
When love is in secrecy, it is persistent. The goal is always far away, in the hazy moonlight, looming, seemingly nothing, so it constitutes a goal that can never be achieved.
When love is in secrecy, it is detached. Completely out of touch with reality, it is possible to cause no harm and thus go unpunished.
When love is in secrecy, it is free. It can be free from all practical factors, whether it is physical conditions (beauty and ugliness, age, gender) or social rules (rich and poor, power, fame), free and free to do whatever it wants.
When love is in secrecy, it is perfect. It can withstand the pickiness of the harshest and most perverted perfectionists, and can become flawless, like a piece of jade, like a clear spring, like a fiery fire. Like the beauty of nature, it is the most perfect work of art man-made.