In the vast Ci Hai, the love is what a holy, how great words ah! Guys and Dolls to make the number of whom dumped whom revel! How many poignant stories, have become a human\'s famous interpretation of stories of.
Therefore, love has become an eternal theme.
For thousands of years, no one can make a brilliant interpretation of the word! What is love? Who do not give a more complete answer.
Throughout Shu-shan Wen-hai, with regard to the interpretation of love can be described are mixed.
Some say that love is not Huayin under the sweet words, not the honey Taoyuan language, not a drop of lamp Qing Qing Lei, nor is it between Merlin waves Xiao Qing;
Some people say that love, is it a melodious serenade? Dihuai in the moonlight, then the charming river drifting across the years, so the mystery camel wash and motions whirling in Chuk Yuen Village.
My friends, when you are tasting the taste of love, when, or sour, or sweet and sour you a kind of unspeakable bitter, sweet and let your heart go Shenyi! But there are two words, you must remember that the responsibility is responsibility.
Love is in March brilliant flowers, but also of the Akiba cream. People always like to use poetic language to describe love, such as the bath after the girls beautiful, praise her heart the same as childish innocence!
Over the years, I have been Strolling in the text of the sea, nor on ąÅũ into a real love of surf. Has still not been an almost complete answer.
Recently, a confidant roots of encounters, we have tea at the tea bar, the talk a lot about the topic of love. I asked her, love in the end what is it? She looked wistfully in the hands of chopsticks, she said, as I love the hands of a pair of chopsticks. Thus given a definition of romance. I could not help clapping for her answer wow,
You look at pairs of chopsticks, first of all is that both sides equal, the length of agreement, if any one bend, or short, and certainly do not live clip vegetables, feel awkward in my hand.
Love in the men and women should be equal relationship with each other, no one who can not be deceived, which pairs of chopsticks ups and downs, what flavor is tasted, just like in life you and me, there are also bitter sweet, with the joy of love is the real fair-weather .
You look at pairs of chopsticks, the things that folder up, with the tacit understanding of how ah, love of people must complement each other, with the good, sweet love in order to bear fruit.
Oh! What is love? She is a pair of chopsticks!