Wen Qingshan - Baby Anne "Mirror Lake"
There is no middle ground for love
Every woman will have a lustful heart for men. It's as natural as drinking water. Beautiful men, like the fragrance of flowers in the air, are not the basic raw materials of life, but they are related to self-suggestion on the spiritual level. It makes a woman sensitive to her body and feelings.
They rarely appear. There is no substantial advancement in the actual content of your life. You wouldn't want to be in a relationship with him. Because they will be afraid to try to pass through the glorious skin bag and touch a heart that is mediocre and no different from ordinary people. They appear like light. Boundless, illuminating the heavens and the earth. That's the only role.
The most commonly seen ordinary man, with a similar face, monotonous clothing, a vivid and similar worldly disposition, is of a wide range of uses and has a practical effect: working together, falling in love, talking freely, or getting married. They see and use them every day like the sturdy and affordable toothbrushes they can buy. I want to change every few months, but there is no obvious difference between changing and not changing.
You can meet him at any time and place. One after another. It is the other half that is destined to be allied with each other.
When a man sleeps, is hurt, eats, and trusts a woman, he is like a child, with natural vulnerability and innocence. Women are different. Women will become hard and practical with the years.
Every woman will have some tiny marks of her own in the figurative choice of men. Some women like men to have long eyelashes (heartbreaking when crying), a very short flat head (a symbol of aggression), corduroy pants (a gentle personality), and occasionally a white linen shirt very clean (with a clean heart for relationships and dreams). It's all a personal complex.
How she would treat her father, brother or brother would treat the man she loved. The more calculated the feelings, the more dependent they are on the bone marrow. Sometimes she was as selfless as a mother. Sometimes it's as demanding as a child. It's hard for men to understand women's feelings for them.
A woman's attitude towards a man is either like watching fireworks from the other side, her heart is alarmed, insignificant, and her eyes are shining. Or it is cold and warm self-knowledge, flesh and blood entangled, not to be forgiven. She was never in an intermediate state.
Forgive the other person who is also vulnerable and flawed.
Love is a belief
Loving someone is a simple thing. It's like filling a cup with water and drinking it coolly. Your body needs it to feel healthy and pleasurable. It is a good habit to assume that it is. So willing to repeat day and night.
Loving someone does not become a simple thing, and it must be because the depth of feelings is not enough. To doubt, there are differences from values to the pores of the skin. Pull out one by one, picky and demanding of each other. Hate cannot make the other party surrender with their hands held high. But perhaps surrender is useless.
Because you just don't love this person enough. So even if he says one more word, he will be wrong.
Young love, must be flesh and blood to be happy. The toy is no longer the style needed, but I am used to grasping it in my hand, so I still can't throw it away. While complaining, you will never give up. Being in the middle of an emotion does not know how to be merciful. In addition to the need or the need. The question must be, why do you stop loving me. It is as if love is the ultimate of all attempts.
It will be a long time before you understand that love is not an event. A quest. Nor against any one of the identified counterparts. It is not a tool to satisfy one's selfishness and arrogance, nor is it a weapon against the essence of nothingness. It's just a way of thinking. It is a faith.
You must not want to get what you are missing from the other person. Whether it's material or emotional. Forgive the other party is also a fragile and flawed person, how can you ask for his protection and fulfillment. Even if you need an idol. But that will certainly not be your lover. Don't want to save each other.
He should be more like the travel companion you met by chance on a desolate journey alone. Spend a good full moon at night, you each walk a long and tired road, and feel that the days are lonely and warm. So, invite each other to set a pot of wine under the pear blossom trees in the valley and talk for a long night.
It is the willingness to exchange trust in history, memories, and time with a person over a certain period of time. Exchange important and hidden parts of their respective lives. But they don't want anything from each other.
When it already exists, the so-called result is lost.
・ Even if it is gorgeous and painful. And don't be trampled into a pile of sticky, abominable mud.
The true face of love in progress
Sweet and sticky love affair, it is suspicious. I am afraid that they fell into the illusion of each other, overturned the river and the sea, and finally climbed ashore, and found that in a hurry, they were just wading in the muddy waters of the pond. Pursuing each other's hearts so intensely is a matter of heroic shortness of breath.
Powerful love is calm and unhurried, but also light as water. I believe that each other has a long way to go, you can finish the words in your heart, you can do what you want to do, and there will be countless new heavens and new places to unfold one by one. It can be light and dignified, calm and relaxed.
People who have a deep love affair in their hearts will not let the people around them easily detect it. You will only feel that there is warmth in their eyes, a childlike smile, and feelings that infiltrate them, making them softer and more sensitive. They guarded like a flame, cautiously. They make the people around them feel that there is a beautiful and comfortable relationship in the air, rather than the fishy smell of hormones.
There is a definite difference.
If a woman does not control the defects in her nature out of the need for security, she will gradually lose in her feelings.
Ask too many questions, do you love me, will you always love me, and for this reason to turn over and over test, verify, deliberate, doubt. Exposing too many people will show vulnerability, because she does not know how to retreat and hide, leaving room for each other.
Every day, chasing the phone to listen to the whereabouts, automatically dedicating, going in and out of each other's apartments to put their own things casually, taking care of the living like a mother, the posture is too low, the attitude is too enthusiastic. Many women still don't know what they have done at the moment of abandonment. In the end, from a red flower waving in the wind at the head of the high wall, it fell into a pile of mud at the foot of the wall, so that men could not hold it, could not shake it off, and were embarrassed.
There is only one kind of woman, like a wandering rose, a rose that grows everywhere in the climbing vine. They do not know their destination, and they stir up dark flames in the lives of men, so that the rest of their lives fall and cannot be liberated.
The woman in love must be vigilant to make a rose, even if it is gorgeous and painful. And don't be trampled into a pile of sticky, abominable mud.