The so-called love is nothing more than one person's possessiveness towards another person; the so-called holding a child's hand and growing old together is nothing more than love.
You see, the sufficient and necessary conditions for love are not the same.
Life is mostly like this. Eat, sleep, and be motivated to do something. Finally, I feel a little regretful, but not regretful. The ashes are put into a box or scattered into the sea, and they will eventually fall silent over time.
Conception: