I bent down and picked it up. I was shocked to find that this was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated from junior high school. On the back, it says, "Take care, friend!" "I don't remember whether there was an impulse to cry at that time, but now there are tears on the yellow leaves. Remember, there is another thing in this world called care.

For a long time, I seem to have forgotten the feeling of being moved. Is my heart cold, or is it filled with something irrelevant?

A friend once wrote me this sentence: "The reason why we passed each other was not because we missed each other, but because there were two words missing in our lives-moving." Indeed, our hearts are no longer sensitive, and we no longer carefully collect the slightest touches around us. Only when I missed it and looked back, did I find that I really lost a lot.

There are always people who complain that there are fewer and fewer touching things in this world. However, as long as we calm down and think about it, you will find that touch is everywhere.

Tired of reading, parents peel an apple for us, which is caring; When you are thirsty, a friend will help you get a glass of water, which is caring; When you are depressed, you get a comforting word, that is love; When you are happy, having friends to share happiness with you is caring; On an ordinary day, receiving a small blessing, even if it is only a petal or a leaf, is also a kind of care. ...

People, how many ordinary things are cared for every day! Perhaps, sometimes it is because of their triviality that we turn a blind eye. There is a saying: "People are moved because they live in love." There is love in the world of mortals, and love in the world. What reason do we have to let mediocrity blindfold us and not feel touched?

what is love ? A thousand people have a thousand answers. However, no matter who you are, you can't tell a person who has no feelings what is touched. Because moving is not spoken with the mouth, but with the heart.

Love is like a clear spring. After drinking the spring, our hearts become clear and bright.

Love is like an intoxicating sea breeze. Feel the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious.

Love is like heartbreaking snow. Appreciating the snow makes our hearts quiet and peaceful.

When the world has no moving footprints, it will become a frozen world. Ruthless.

Friend, please pull your heart out of the mud! Please make a little space to bear this feeling that is enough for us to remember for a lifetime.