True love

The little love between men and women is possession, madness, and a combination of spirit and flesh. It is often selfish and narrow-minded and exclusive. There is only one person in my heart, no matter how hard it is to tolerate others, if a second person walks in, it will become abusive love. This will cause jealousy and jealousy, and then evolve into hurting each other. When the fire is burning, no one can escape. People's desires are endless, not only love peach red, plum and white, but also love plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Home flowers, wildflowers, grasses on the side of the road, all have their own charm. There are many excellent men in the world, and there are as many lovely women in the world. Spring is full of gardens that can’t be closed, and only three or two branches are needed to enjoy the heart. Jiangnanchun is good, only one branch is good. Simple is happiness, simple is happiness.

The Buddha's verse says: Passing through a thousand flowers, a leaf does not touch the body. Only by appreciating but not possessing, only by watching but not appreciating, can you get out of your body and find the pure land of one's soul. If you have it, you will lose it. When the flower blooms, the flower will wither. If you can be happy for the flower, you will shed tears for the flower. Men and women in the world are all entwined with an infatuation, to continue the unfinished love in the past and this life, live for love, die for love, all have their own destiny. Once people get into love words, the development of things often exceeds their expectations and imagination, and becomes out of control.

People say that meeting is the most beautiful fate in this life, and love is a kind of faith. The weight of love in the hearts of men and women in the world is countless times that of friendship. In online articles, those who write about love are like the sands of the Ganges River, and very few about friendship. Zhang Ailing said: "Love is drinking poisoned wine with a smile." The dreamlike feeling it brings, like the illusion brought by drugs, fascinates everyone in the world, because it can be met but not sought after, like a rare treasure It makes those who are immersed in it unable to extricate themselves. Every love is like a moth to a fire, warm and romantic, and lingering; every lovelorn is like a drug addiction, cramping, bone-breaking, and heart-breaking.

Love has a boiling point, some people can ignite you in a second, some people can't make you burn in a lifetime; some people slowly approach you, warm you, and finally set you on fire; some people make you burn, It goes out again soon. Thousands of kinds of love, almost none of them are the same. Thousands of people, thousands of predestined relationships, none of them are the same. No one can know the leading edge, and no one can predict the outcome. This makes love more confusing and fascinating.

If you love someone, set them free. When you love someone, give them space to fly. What we love is the soaring eagle in the sky, the galloping horse on the grassland, and the leisurely fish in the rivers, lakes and seas, not the birds in the cages, the worms in the sacs, many people only know how to hold tightly, but do not know how to let them fly, and let their loved ones fall into predicament.

Entangled in love, indulged in love, fallen in love, bound, imprisoned, possessed, suffocated. You are not allowed to talk to strangers, you are not allowed to have contact with the opposite sex, the circle is small no matter how small, you are only allowed to surround one person with one heart. The cheerful birds are imprisoned as idiots, and the jumping rabbits are circled into fools, the look in their eyes is gone, and the passion for life is gone. One leaf blinds the eyes and loses Mount Tai, and lives in a tree and loses the entire forest. How would you like that leaf, that tree?

Let go of the heart of desire, let go of the heart of possession, look at the world with a pure heart, and appreciate the beauty of nature. The sky has the beauty of the sky, the sea has the beauty of the sea, the clouds have the beauty of the clouds, the snow has the beauty of the snow, look at the mountains and the mountains, the water is still water, the animals are the animals, not the food, the man is the man and the woman is woman, not prey.

In your life, how many have you moved? How many have you admired in your life? The wider the field of vision, the more beauty you will see. The farther you walk, the more scenery you will see. Not every kind of beauty, we have to carry in our arms; not every scenery, we have to stay for a while. As long as there is an appreciation heart is enough, watch quietly, miss silently, and keep a good memory.

The mountains and fields after the snow do not have to be printed with your footprints. Places of interest don't have to be engraved with your name. You don't have to leave your finger marks on beautiful flowers. Appreciation is more beautiful than possession. As if understanding is more important than love. There are many touching moments in life, but every time the heart-shaking touching, when the passion recedes, do you have to cherish it for a long time? Human emotions are always sensitive and fickle. At this moment, you admire the cuteness of animals, and you may covet the next moment. for their fleshy aroma.

Less desire, less possession, more appreciation. The snow-capped mountains are holy, the five mountains are majestic, the sea is vast, the Gobi is empty, the sky is vast, the creek is beautiful, and the grassland is soft. The beauty of nature is like this, and so are the people in the world. Everyone is a unique landscape. With a normal heart, more appreciation and less possession, can we live more casually and live more freely.