Everyone has longed for love. It was once ideal, dreamy, shining like stars, and gorgeous like treasures.
As for the multiple-choice question of reality and illusion, many people have made their decision early, while a few people are still pursuing their longing...
It is said that steel is made after a hundred attempts. In the smelting plant of love, after many trials, who will finally become a Buddha?
It's never love that disappears, it's just the word love.
There are always countless people who are trapped in a cocoon in the world of love, and they are only a minority when it comes to breaking up.
Break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, finally becoming yourself.
Intention: Don't be a stickler, don't be trapped in love...