Love, ache
Cross the windowsill in accordance with the sad tears, drift in the morning fog, I listen to every news from sea of your heart diligently, the worry of some palpitation meets in the sky, the familiar breath like you and I, have walked a long way longly very far together.
Sad to overflow the river of years, I use some detailed sentences in small, broken bits, to delineate the tear stains of lovesickness in season after season, your voice is graceful and restrained in my charming dream, I always move because of you.
The virgin path, is stepping on one foot-path of fallen leaves, that flash is all the innermost thoughts and feelings of you and me in the brain, you say you should guess my worry, in fact on that twinkling of an eye when you catch a glimpse of me, you have understood already all, you say my eyes are a window of sociable soul, so long as my silent station is very clear on Israel in front of you. While missing you, I will tell oneself you are missing me too, just we have not met at the moment. But it is a kind of very complicated thing to miss, making a return journey of it, is not controlled by oneself, so long as the brain has a bit blanks, it will take advantage of a weak point. I really believe, it is winged that miss, it can fly, it can be high can be retarded and far can be near, a magical one it can fly to wall walk wall, it can pass through season, annual ring unexpectedly most, reach in another person’s heart through your chest, I have to highly praise, miss is the mystery like this, it is mankind’s most magical language.
Unless it grow I by one basin jasmine spend, because like calendar of it not to be fragrant I for a long timed,small one potted flower naturallies true can room drifting fragrances full, hovering, going for a long time, meet friend each time, can think, let perfume that jasmine spend go always. I like it by gentle loosening the soil for it of a small shovel too, I still like whispering with it, until I suddenly see the light one day, I say to give you tell it wanting originally, I thought that there is your soul on its body, when I miss you at least, you will feel, because your heart will have the moment for palpitation. Frequently, think one just picture drunk, immersing in a picture for a long time, that is a little one’s own film, or once one is crossed inwards, want to think again, aftertaste and aftertaste again, very sweet while aftertasting, after that exquisite passage, regret want, definitely, have one pain that can’t state, pitch until pit of the stomach have vent on, it is not known how to find leading the mouth off of a mood, so indistinct an pain is on the pit of the stomach.
While missing you, ache more than being sweet, it is the love to ache in liking, only like, have ached, it is the original juice primary taste of the love. Like, get too beautiful just, love, reach complete realm of love yet, ache that to love, up to perfect just, only like being here: Love, while aching, that is a supreme realm of love. speech
The vicissitudes looking travel-stained, has taken the love, the heart aching, pass through years very heavy dense fog, a deep and serious one like one old book year in year out, present book black fragrance, deeply attached to each other to become one urge person story of tears, imitate it like a drop of tears of lovesickness, has not flowed to do in millennium, story touching millennium in millennium.
Love, ache
September 7th, 2009 by newau09It is conditioned to love
September 7th, 2009 by newau09It is conditioned to love
Don’t say you love a person unconditionally, love is always conditional.
You can want with nothing, but you want him to love you, is not this a condition?
Parents love children, conditioned too, the condition is the children that they must be him, if is others’ children, they will not love them, can not use the life to protect them.
The girl says: “I really love her unconditionally, I do not even need him to love me. ” Yes, even if he does not love her, she would like to wait at his side all one’s life, she loves his talent. If he have talent, she can so without hesitation love he also? No. Her love is conditional.
The woman can love the men of no use, he has no talent, good for nothing. The woman says: “Is this still not unconditional? ” But she wants him to promise with her forever, want him to promise to correct the shortcoming. Want a man to pay promising is not this what a condition have?
The man says: “I love her. ” If not she does not look ugly, if she is not so clever, do not have personality which he likes, will he still love her? She must accord with terms of him can the love. speech
We each person are loved having conditions, love others conditionally too. Needn’t be downhearted. Since know, have unconditional love in the world, you should make great efforts, make oneself satisfy the requirements, go the love even more, should study and forget some conditions love a person at the same time.
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