My perfect composition in high school ... asked me what the world around my fingers was like, and taught people to commit themselves to life and death. -Inscription Some people say that love is white, because it is a white feather, falling leisurely in the shining golden sunshine ... Some people say that love is bright and moist, because it is a drop of crystal dew, slipping quietly among the green grass leaves ... Some people say that love is sad, because it is a red petal, spinning and floating in a quiet and deep pool ... Others say that love is. However, I said: love, it is transparent, it exists in every inch of land around us, every breath. It is children blowing colorful bubbles; It is a low-key love story when lovers get together; It is a stream flowing through the valley, playing a light and clear tune; This is an evocative beauty after a flash in the pan. Love is the oath of Lan Zhi and Zhong Qing that "Pu Wei is as tough as silk and the rock will not move". Love is Su Shi's infinite memory of Wang Fu's Ten Years of Life and Death. Love is the reluctance of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to "keep the magpie bridge"; Love is the ardent expectation of Emperor Tang Ming and his imperial concubine. "I would like to be a pair of lovebirds, living and growing together, with two branches in one tree". In heaven ". Love is the helplessness of Lu You and Tang Wan that "although there is a mountain alliance, it is difficult to trust the brocade book"; Love is Zhuo Wenjun's deep yearning for Sima Xiangru's Ten Mile Pavilion ... Love-there is no escape plan in heaven and on earth! Honesty is the guarantee of love. In ancient times, Wei Sheng, a trustworthy woman, refused to leave under the bridge until the flood came. When the flood receded and people found his body, he still clung to the pier ... If the slight love is sincere love, then the love between Wei Zi and Erkang, Swallow and Yongqi in Princess Pearl is even more vigorous! What can make a weak woman make a promise that "the mountains have no edges, the heavens and the earth are close, but she dares to die with you"? What can make the prince and grandson give up the life they once had, rob the court and be displaced? It just answered the song: "Let's gallop, let's rain;" Let's enjoy the prosperity of the world with the company of the world of mortals! "When I go to school every day, I can always see a pair of grandparents pushing a flatbed to sell tofu brains. I have always admired the indelible love and tacit understanding carved on their faces by the blade of ruthless years. I think whether in ancient times or today, they must be right about "why did you quit after you succeeded?" You only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals. " I like to call this love of tofu brain, which is mysterious in plain! Perhaps, when they are idle, their fingers will intersect and interlock, and they will walk hand in hand through the end of that day, leaving only the beautiful afterglow behind them to cast a happy figure for them ... Love is like robbery, a reincarnation, from youth to old age, everyone is stumbling and unable to struggle in this reincarnation. Although I have heard butterfly lovers for thousands of times, I always feel sorry and sad. Melodious melody tells the story of meeting on the grass bridge, the laughter of students, and at the end of the day, you cry for the love buried in the grave because of melodious melody. What kind of feelings can be compared with it? Even if you take life as the sacrifice of love, you have no regrets ... ask what the world is like, and teach people to commit themselves to death ... In fact, the perfect love in your mind should be pure, without any impurities, without the romance of vows of eternal love, without the misery like butterfly lovers. Only boys ride bicycles. It doesn't matter if the car is old or broken. It doesn't matter if it jingles. The breeze blows the girl's flowing long hair, the sun shines into the girl's star-like eyes, and her lips are curved. This is the sweetness of happiness ...-postscript.