This is a passage given by Bing Xin to Ge Luo: Love is on the left, love is on the right, on both sides of life, sow seeds at any time, bloom at any time, embellish this long path with the fragrance of flowers, making the flowers pass through. Pedestrians who are brushing leaves, stepping on thorns, feel no pain, have tears to shed, and feel no sadness!
So, in a narrow sense, love is on the left, which is the heart, and occupies an important position; love is on the right, and the right injury is not life-threatening, but the flesh and blood are connected, and the joy and pain are also deep.
Loving someone does not necessarily mean being ruthless to other people, nor does it mean losing attention to other beautiful things. On the contrary, love for one person can arouse your passionate attention to the whole world. Only by loving him can you have the beautiful scenery of flowers under the moon, and the mood of drizzle and snow.
If the white-haired old man cannot arouse our tenderness, the innocent children cannot move our pity, and the pregnant woman with butterfly spots on her face cannot make us feel sincere respect, then what is the difference between the opposite sex? Love is something animal.
"Love" without the assistance of "emotion" is like a head that has lost its crown, missing its due dignity, and like a bare flower without the charm of its branches and leaves.
Love the house and the bird. Deep love, deep responsibility. No one is perfect, you can love or hate, but you must not be indifferent.
In the rolling world, we met and fell in love. We didn’t want to wander forever, so we got married.
We have a warm home. I have a friend at home who understands pain and warmth. In the world of two people, we made a vow to be together forever. In the oath, we will grow old together.
However, our lifelong happiness does not depend on this.
Love is on the left and affection is on the right. Love is a noble sense of morality, a profound social responsibility, a sense of public morality every second, and a feeling of happiness that comes from the air.
A stranger helped another stranger. When the recipient expressed his gratitude, the helper said, One day many years ago, I was also rescued by a stranger in a difficult situation. When I expressed my gratitude to him, he said, "No need to thank you. One day in the future, you will save another stranger, and that will be the best thank you to me." Now that I think of that man and what he said to me, I ask you to do the same.
Love is a torch that is passed forward one after another.
Love is on the left, and love is on the right. Sow seeds at any time, bloom at any time, step on thorns without feeling pain, have tears to shed, and don’t feel sad!
——This kind of love is forever young.