I remember that in the high school nursing textbook, there was a standard blue and white comparative grid. It was the first time I saw the explanation and analysis of love. It was a quite absolute distinction. Compared with friendship and family affection, it was selfish and narrow-minded. When you get involved in it, you forget about tolerance and forgetfulness. I have even forgotten my most important reason. The illusion of pink happiness is a golden and shiny cage, built by the other party unknowingly. It may be full of past memories, but excessive force and restriction have turned it into "imprisonment".
What people learn is to sublimate the tangible cage into an invisible sense of belonging!
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