What is love?This question, simple and complex, may be answered by the word "distressed".
This is a heart-warming statement, a deep understanding of love, as if a key to open the code of love has been found in ordinary daily life.
In contemporary society, love seems to be becoming more and more abstract, and people are lost in the fog of how to love and how to love.
If a relationship doesn't provide emotional support, financial assistance, or positive companionship, can it be considered true love?
On the stage of love, there is no better situation than feeling sorry for each other.
It's not an endless take-and-possession, it's a real kind of caring, a deep emotion.
Someone once said, "There are three things that people cannot hide—cough, weakness, and love." ”
Among the three, love is an emotion that cannot be concealed or ignored, as the French writer Duras said: "If a person loves you, there will be pity in his eyes, if there is no love, there is only desire." ”
This is perhaps the best description of love.
True love begins with a heartache.
It is the resonance of the sadness, grievances, hardships and illnesses of the other half, and it is to protect and pamper each other with practical actions.
True love is not when she feels tired, and you sigh "I'm tired too";When she is unwell, you echo "I'm not feeling well";When she wants to rest, you say, "No, I want to rest too."
True love is the firmness of silent protection in the shoulders of all responsibilities.
Mr. Yang Jiang once said: "No matter how good a person is, if he doesn't feel sorry for you, then what's the use of everything?"”
Love is not a rhetoric of a beautiful vow, nor is it a disguise for a romantic appearance, it is truly embodied in distress, an emotion deeply rooted in the heart.
When someone starts to worry about you, whether you are well fed, warmly dressed, healthy and happy.
When you see the distressed expression in his eyes, you have already made a home in his heart, because distress is not only care, but also deep love.
Love is not complicated, it is just a simple wish - wish you well.
This "good" encompasses all aspects, not only material wealth, but also spiritual satisfaction.
True love is a kind of selfless devotion, everything that is willing to feel happy for the happiness of the other person.
It does not seek anything in return, it only expects to see the other person's happy smile and hear the other person's happy laughter.
What we are pursuing is not only passion, but also the sincere and deep heartache.
Perhaps in this long life, we have never been loved unreservedly.
It's not our fault, it's because we haven't met the person who really cares about you.
Love, like a cup of tea, needs to taste the bitterness and sweetness in it.
It's not a short-lived spark, it's a long one.
When two hearts really begin to feel sorry for each other, love will be like clear spring water, nourishing each other's hearts.
The trivialities and troubles in life will become insignificant in the distressed eyes.
True love is a tacit understanding that transcends words, and it is to create beauty that belongs to each other in a seemingly ordinary life.
Maybe after dinner, you will find her silently brewing you a cup of fragrant coffee, because she knows you like it.
Or, on a cold winter night, he covers you with a thick quilt because he is afraid that you will be cold.
These small gestures are all expressions of love and an extension of distress.
In this impetuous and fast-paced society, true love may seem scarce.
People are more willing to pursue external prosperity and material accumulation, and ignore the warmth of the heart.
However, when we open our hearts to feel and understand the true meaning of love, we may find that distress is the most fundamental form of love.
In general, love is not smooth sailing, but a process that requires sincere dedication and understanding from both parties.
When we begin to learn to feel sorry for each other in ordinary days, love is like a seedling that quietly takes root and sprouts, and will eventually thrive.
True love does not lie in the beauty of words, but in the depth of heartache.
When two hearts tacitly begin to feel sorry for each other, the flowers of love will quietly bloom in the soil of life, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
Perhaps, this is the sincere and profound love we have been pursuing.