What is love? An elf sat among the green leaves and meditated. The wind is there or not. A bird flew over and stopped on a branch, looking at the rice fields that were about to mature in the distance. The elf took out a bunch of yellow rice and asked: "Do you love this rice?" "Love." "Why?" "It drives away my hunger." The bird finished pecking the rice and gently combed its smooth feathers. "Do you love this rice now?" The elf took out another bunch of yellow rice. The bird looked up at a spring in the distance and replied: "Now I love that spring, and I'm a little thirsty."
