You ask me, what is love?
When I was twenty, I would tell you this:
The unexpected heartbeat on campus is true, the rush across mountains and seas regardless of gains and losses is true, and the clean, sincere, and unhesitating persistence is even more true. That is the clearest and bravest romance in youth.
When I am thirty, I will tell you this:
Stepping into the world of fireworks, being pushed forward by life, the involuntary compromise is true, the regret hidden in my heart is true, and for the sake of reality, it is also true that I reluctantly let go of the hand I once held tightly. That is the weight that no one can avoid in the years.
Perhaps, love is a puzzle that will never be solved.
Rather than loving someone vigorously, first becoming a sober, independent, and unattached self is the most practical and decent way to live.
We are all ordinary people, and there are very few opportunities for trial and error in relationships.
There has never been a class on "marriage" and "long-term" on campus, so it is even more important to understand people's hearts in advance, see life clearly, and think carefully about the future.
Purpose: Based on the emotional transformation in different life stages, write about the gap between love from youthfulness and sincerity to heavy reality, and explore the eternal propositions of love and self, ideals and life. Finally, I wrote: Don't be obsessed with unresolved love. Being sober, independent, and loyal to yourself is the most stable way back in life for ordinary people.