Good love, no exaggerated feelings to prove

Let's start with a story about him and her that we don't share.

She is a very strong, but outwardly very gentle girl;

He is also a very strong, but will be obedient to her boy.

She met him without any coincidence, suspense, everything was natural: she went to school in his city, he went to college in hers a year before her; After graduation, she stayed in his city and he returned to his hometown to look for work, so the two met......

Even in the same work environment, the two people still do not cross paths, he does his finances, she does her services. It was only through another mutual friend that they began to have a nodding acquaintance.

After three months, the two men left the unit, one after the other, for different reasons. Until one day, because she did not have enough social experience, she rented several houses are not suitable, but did not find a place to settle in time, strong personality let her reluctant to find anyone, just because of fear of shame, so in the middle of the night a person with luggage alone sitting on the bench in the square. With the passage of time, the square less and less people, the light is getting darker and darker, her heart is also more and more afraid, so find out the mobile phone, in the contact casually look, is to find a can let oneself have a reason to temporarily deal with one night, so saw his name.

In her mind, the relationship between him and her is actually very ordinary, but I don't know why, is the moment I see his name, I feel that I can rely on.

So he took a taxi across the city to her. Perhaps it was fate that, from the moment they met again, produced some kind of chemistry.

He chatted with her, asked her about available apartments from trusted friends, and in 10 minutes, he reversed what seemed like a dead end to her.

So, two people began to walk close, almost every day text messages, phone calls, from time to time can also eat a meal, a long time, she will ask him: how do you treat me so good ah. He would smile and say: friends! She smiled with relief.

For she knew that he did not fit her criteria, and she believed that sooner or later she would meet a prince who would understand her, if not on a white horse, but at least a gentleman. But he's definitely not!

Then, time went on like this again. Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the relationship between the two people was still the same. Except for the person involved, probably all the people around them thought that they were a couple.

One e day, one of her best friends said to her, "What do you really want? Such a cold and hot person in front of you, you do not see, all day fantasy with vigour and vitality? ! Tell you, then warm love finally endure but dull firewood, rice, oil and salt! She was suddenly asked to reflect on his nothing bad, but there is no feeling of love. So she began to try to accept his kindness.

When the two people determined the relationship, he still did not change, has been lukewarm, in her opinion, maybe this man is stable.

She needs to see her parents, her parents are relatively satisfied with her, her parents on the surface is OK, but privately will always ask her, is it sure it is him? She knew that she and her parents' idea of another family member had nothing to do with him. But just for his good to her, she was very sure of the nod.

When they got married, she said to him: What do you really like about me? He still smiled and said: I don't know, just feel good! Her eyes were disappointed that he had not noticed. She thought, yes, look around, how many vigorous love is finally buried in the ordinary life, so many examples in front of their own, their own pick what. As a result, the two people officially come together.

After marriage, he is still the same, good to her, to her all unreasonable, messy all laugh past. Life was all right. But in her heart always feel the lack of something, he never said to her sweet words, nor vows, even "I love you" the three words did not say, for a long time, she felt that he was driven crazy, she felt that this is not the life they want, this and before their own imagination gap is too far.

So, she began to deliberately find fault, she did not want him to be so good to her, she wanted to change, no matter what kind of change can be, as long as it is not so plain down.

At first he thought she was in a bad mood and would put up with it; But later, he also felt something, so once after she lost her temper, he took her hand and held it in his palm, only said: You don't worry, no matter what, I will never leave you, I will always be good to you. For a moment, she felt a part of her heart collapse, tears raining down, can not be herself.

Later, the two of them lived a normal life, although there were a little stumbling, but because the things in their hearts are the same, so they always have a bright life.

The best love

The story to here, can pause for a moment, such a story must happen more than once in our side. What is love? This has always been an enjoyable topic, it is said that happy people are the same, but unhappy people are unhappy in their own way. In my opinion, there are many kinds of happiness for everyone. Who says there is no happiness in sour, sweet, bitter, hot and salty? The story about her and him is not over yet. No one knows what problems they will encounter next and how to solve them. But what we see is that they are happy at the moment. The happy love, in fact, really do not need to use exaggerated feelings to prove.

The following article is the best interpretation of this story.

The best love, no exaggeration to prove

(by Lam Dong-Lam)

Turgenev, who fell in love with someone else's wife all his life, said in his later years: "If there is a woman who cares about me to go home for dinner, I am willing to give up all my genius and all my books."

This is sad to hear, but sadly he did not realize it until later in life.

Like Turgenev, there are many others, both male and female, including Eileen Chang. Eileen Chang wrote so many books in her life, so many love and hate discrete, because she is such experience, she wrote is actually herself.

All the words under her pen are drops of blood, are red bean boil into the wound of missing, Jiang Shan unfortunate poem home luck, love road impassable text road, they are the life of love and hate into steel, to form a let us mirror the text. But if I had the choice, I would rather she did not write those works, than let them be like the ordinary women in the crowd, washing clothes, giving birth to children, with their fingers in the delicate spring water, to be a little woman, to taste the taste of love in ordinary alleys.

Greatness is distant, is not intimate, can not be with it, there is no sunshine across the skin of the warmth and texture, there is no stove before the smoke of rice and plant smell. A person with a person together, is a virtual relationship, so it needs details to support, the need to moisten the foam, if the virtual layer of Yang spring snow, it will only be two white rabbits playing house.

The cheap thing is, most of the girls I like are literary girls. For example, one of them, I have summarized her characteristics: contradictory complex, Anne baby control, classical control, cheongsam control, travel control, wechat photo album control, brush twice, depressed patients, serious getting up gas, severe neurasasia, belly dancing primary fever, basically do not cook. This one let me love to no literary woman, life contact let me just go crazy, you go east, she goes west; You eat thick, she drink thin; You are jealous, she does not care, almost everything you can not follow her heart, her will.

Later, I finally knocked out my teeth and swallowed blood, so let's do it. What is great about literature and art? The same as eating, drinking and excreting. Hit that, I secretly swear, never to find literary girl, can not afford to hurt!

The love I yearn for the most is not the discrete mandarin duck in the troubled times, nor is it a sudden look back and a glimpse of the lightning, I don't do Zhang, you also rest when Yingying; I am not Dong Yong, you also don't seven fairies descend. If possible, I would rather be a three-line small town of the head of a household, marry a wife without childhood, just want to vote in love, busy with farming, leisure to travel together, even if the humble food can smoke constantly, even if the two sit for a long time without a word, but also have a heart to observe the world rolling.

Such a woman, such a love is not literary, but real peace of mind, will not be abused.

Once a girl asked me, to see what books, movies will be helpful to the relationship?

I told her, "If you want to have a solid life with a man, don't read any books, don't watch any movies." Although this is extreme, but today I adhere to the original view, love, to find a man, it has nothing to do with books and movies, they will only drag you to the opposite side of true love, you follow the steed, in the end fall in love with just love.

Before the girls, read three hair read Qiongyao, pillow is wet all day long, now the girls don't read this kind of pure love of literary cavity, this is right. Why love without art? Love to love, literature and art to literature, well water does not need to mix with the river. A man and a woman have a literary style, that love will lack a lot of fireworks, if both sides are literary style, that love is like Sanmao met Qiongyao, forever sad and miserable down.

Fall in love is not for literature and art, not for romance, not for greatness, not to pass down through the ages, so do not go to the Gone with the Wind, do not go to learn Sanmao and Jose, there is no need to improve themselves, there is no need to make earth-shaking, love a person does not need reason, do not need to prove, need to prove the feelings are flawed, love is not pure.

In "Love You as You Love Life", there is a letter written by Wang Xiaobo to Li Yinhe, which contains a sentence: "You and I are like two children, around a mysterious jam jar, taste it bit by bit, see how much sweet it is." After Wang Xiaobo's death, the letter was widely sung.

Love without a white head is the most worshipped by everyone. Are passed down through the ages with vigour and vitality. However, the love between life and death is for everyone to see, and the love between life and death is for oneself. I would rather they go through the streets and give birth to children than achieve greatness.

Literary men and women once had a metaphor for love, saying that love is like eating hot peppers. When you don't eat them, they are always very delicious, but when you really eat them, they are so hot that you feel miserable and regret it and swear that you will never eat them again. The more spicy, the more spicy, the more spicy, you will always dissociate between miss and regret, this is the logic of love.

This seems to be a cold to the bone, but in fact, it is pulling the knife to break the water, raising the glass to drown the sorrow, with understanding pretending to be confused, or is confused. Whether male or female, to fall in love with each other, do not fall in love with love, mixed up the subject will only confuse themselves. When in love, you should return to a simple two people, is the ghost don't install people, is the goods don't install pure. As the Buddha says, mountains are mountains, and water is water. You just need to observe them as they are. A modern girl is a modern girl, and a confidant is a confidant.

The best love does not use literature and art, but cast stones to beat water, not spray, also ripples. The bottom of my heart, you know, he knows, outsiders do not need to know, heaven and earth do not need to know. True love, such as Zen, can not be said, do not need to say, speech love is broken, one is wrong, more need not exaggerate the feeling to prove