Chapter 52: What is love?
Someone once asked me what love is?
I think love should be beautiful, wonderful, even lofty,
You know me, I know you, we have endless topics,
We have a common ideal and a common goal.
We can fight side by side, block the sword for each other, and not avoid life and death,
Later I learned that fairy tales are all lies;
Love is illusory, life is the main theme of life,
But what is life?
To live is to be born to live,
I didn't eat for three days and three nights and thought about it.
To live is to live for the sake of living, in short, to make do with living,
Since it's improvised, why do we have to live so tired, we can live more comfortably and lazily,
So we lose the qualification to be happier,
Because life is too dull, we seek all kinds of thrills,
Some people become travel friends and want to travel all over the mountains and rivers of the motherland.
Some people like to dream and weave one beautiful world after another for themselves,
However, they are still living in confusion, and life is still making do;
Life is to have a home, a home where people can report to the group for warmth, people can stay when they are tired, someone comforts them when they cry, someone comforts them when they are hurt, and someone understands them when they are sad.
We don't need many family members, as long as one understands me, it's enough.
She is like the brightest one in the sea of stars, always pointing to the right direction in my life,
She is the most special one in the vast sea of people, maybe not the most beautiful, but one glance is enough to talk about ****** you, she is you!
Don't ask me why?
You have to always remember that the place where you gave me a sense of home, that is the meaning of my life, and I think this is also a kind of love - love at first sight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info