Lead: We often write about dissecting several love psychology of college girls, but how to dissect several love psychology of college girls? The following is the information I compiled, welcome to read for reference.
Analysis of several love psychology of college girls
If a boy wants to find a girlfriend, as long as he has multiple mobile phone numbers in his hand and attacks one by one, there will always be a breakthrough.
It is not so easy for a girl to find a boyfriend. Beautiful girls will naturally be pursued by many people, but they are often very demanding, and boys can only flinch. Ordinary girls don't pursue many people, so it's really difficult to choose one that suits them. As we all know, few couples in college can really get married.
From this point of view, it seems not so easy to find the other half in college, but many people enjoy it, and couples in college can be seen everywhere. Let's analyze several kinds of love psychology of college girls.
1 loneliness
The word loneliness is very popular, so it should be said secretly here: I'm not talking about love, I'm talking about loneliness.
Most of the girls, who have left their hometown to go to college, are full of attachment to their homes, and their sense of emptiness is enhanced. Coupled with the strange environment and strangers, they need someone to talk strongly, which can't be filled by ordinary friendship, so they begin to seek spiritual support. At this time, as long as a boy appears to comfort him a little, the girl will immediately fall. This kind of love began naturally, worked well and was passed down as a much-told story. But if it is only to fill the emptiness at that time, it will not stand the test. As long as there is the temptation of a third party, we will break up soon.
There are also some girls who are completely lonely. This kind of girl is as lonely as the "marriage maniac" in "Bitter Girl", and her physical and psychological feelings are not satisfied. She can't live without a man. They treat men as disposable chopsticks and throw them away when they use them. Just as disposable chopsticks will be produced continuously, their men will never be short of them.
2 vanity
Every girl will have a strong vanity, which seems to be a woman's trait.
In college, it is definitely rich children who are the most popular. Falling in love with rich boys greatly satisfies the vanity of girls. You can show off your brand-name clothes in front of your little sister and enjoy the satisfaction of observing others' jealous expressions. You can sit in an emotional restaurant and eat steak instead of watching the school cafeteria line up and sigh. Having these material comforts is irresistible to many girls.
Wanting to fall in love with a handsome guy is also a sign of vanity. Just as most men want to find beautiful girls to fall in love with, in fact, girls have the same psychology. Generally speaking, it is said that girls will refuse the pursuit of handsome guys. Of course, this kind of love that only pays attention to appearance will not last long, and it can only satisfy temporary vanity.
3 consistency
Conformity psychology is a kind of consumer psychology, and it is also very suitable for use here.
There are more and more people in college who are in love, and they are all lovers. Forget people you don't know. One day, I found that all the sisters around me had boyfriends. Everyone else went on a date at the weekend, and she was reading alone in the dormitory. When she saw the words in the book, she must be full of grievances. At this time, she may not have a strong desire for love, but as long as her roommate comes back and says how to have fun with her boyfriend today, I believe she must be eager to go out and find a man at once.
10 girls, if 1 falls in love, 8 out of 9 girls will fall in love, which is the herd mentality of girls. This kind of psychology is to begin to love, which is generally fruitless. Just to fall in love with others, how can there be a good result if the original intention is not pure?
4 true love
However, there is still true love in college. Couples who get married right after college are a good example. Getting along in class, helping in life and admiring talents can all be used to evolve a true love.
Every girl is an angel, before her heart is corrupted by society. There are also some girls who have their first beautiful dreams after going to college. They are pure and kind, believe in pure love and don't blindly follow the public. They will give boys a lot of touch. I will personally knit scarves for my boyfriend in winter, and I will not often go to restaurants to save money for boys. Such girls often make boys have the desire to cherish and are reluctant to give up.
This kind of girl's love psychology is extremely simple, that is, to find a man who will hold your hand in the future. Therefore, if you don't really like it, don't pursue this kind of girl, because if you break up, it will hurt a lot.
Friendship is priceless, but true love is hard to find. Fame and fortune, lust, are these really important? Many people get it, but they are not happy. What can make people happier than finding true love?
Be a happy girl, believe in spring and pursue true love.
When your hair brushed my face ~ give it to the boy who accompanied me through the third year of high school.
You often hold a book with Xiao Gan.
Walking on the road to school with an umbrella.
Turn around and disappear at the end of the school road.
Elegant without taking away a little dust.
I look out of the window every morning.
Looking forward to your arrival
Every time, you, the floating figure.
I'm stupid and insane.
Gently, you disappear out of the window again.
What spilled in front of my eyes was
A realistic dream
Every time you ask me a question.
Your fragrant hair always brushes my face.
Your hair is like rose petals.
Brush my face, brush my heart
That faint fragrance
Fill my body and nourish my eyes.
Whenever you stand on the pavilion.
When you look at that familiar town,
When talking about dreams, your hair always dances lightly in the breeze.
Like a dancing flame
Burning the passion of youth
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
This is the feeling of Wang Wei, a farmer by the Wei River. In fact, when he was an official in North Korea, he always had plans to retire. When he was young, he was also full of enthusiasm, longing for fame, and aggressive in his early years. Then retreat, retreat to the mountains. There is the leisure of "leaning alone on dense bamboo, playing pipa and humming a ditty" He was quiet and lonely by nature, and wrote a fascinating life of seclusion. His casual seclusion in the mountains did not give people a trace of loneliness, but made people feel that he enjoyed himself.
If people can enjoy loneliness, then loneliness is also a kind of beauty. This is why we often see it on university campuses. There are always a few lonely people running around the campus with their schoolbags on their backs. In every corner of the campus, you can see a scene of a person holding a book. They wander in the ocean of knowledge as if they were in the world. Some people sitting in flowers and plants can always give people a picturesque aesthetic feeling against the background of nature. The reason why they can't adapt to the noisy college life. Just like Tao Yuanming's "building a house is based on human feelings, but there are no horses and chariots" just because of "being biased from a distance".
Anyone who has achieved something is either "self-centered" or someone who can enjoy and endure loneliness.
Men are outstanding because of loneliness, such as Li Bai's "Bring my shadow and let the three of us". If he wandered around in debauchery all day, there wouldn't be such a famous saying. This is especially true for Wang Wei, because he can stand loneliness and has time to observe natural beauty. He has "moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream". Without his loneliness, there would be no such famous sentence as "Let water stop us and watch Yun Qi"!
It is often seen that the study room is full of students taking the postgraduate entrance examination. But some people make up the numbers. The study vividly shows all beings. Some men and women come hand in hand. In the first half of self-study, two people feed and hug each other, and in the second half, two people chew each other with their lips. Others can only be speechless after watching such performance art.
Only a few people enjoy loneliness. Among them, there are many beautiful girls sitting there quietly, fighting for their ideals, as if they were completely dead. I think only such people can really take the postgraduate entrance examination!
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . Let us stay away from the temptation of the outside world, let our hearts hide in the ocean of knowledge, and strive to be admitted to an ideal university!
Qingming qingsi
When the sunset picks up the bleak dusk photos sprinkled among the flowers, the dusk is boundless and the night slowly falls. Whether there is daylight in your world, I am afraid that the noise and impetuousness of the daytime will disturb your peace. I will quietly come to your side at night, accompanied by the rising moon in the treetops of Ran Ran, stepping on the mossy path. . com
It is said that when I come to your side, all I can see is a hillside, a cluster of trees, a meadow and a pile of loess. Stars are shining, fireflies are flying, birds are chirping in the branches, frogs are chirping in the fields, and trees and weeds also emit refreshing fragrance. I looked, but there was no you. Mom, where are you? . com
Quietly came to your side, lit a wick incense and presented a bunch of flowers. I crawled to the ground and dusty past scenes emerged in front of my eyes. There are four brothers and sisters in my family. I like the meatballs you wrapped best. When I was a child, every time I went to a stale festival, I had to chop the lean pork into paste first, and then mix it with fennel cake, star anise and fennel to serve. I also picked up a knife to chop minced meat and help you. . com
When educated youth goes to the countryside, every time they return to the production team from home, they should bring a bottle of steamed oil residue made by you, which contains lobster sauce pepper. Although it is not a delicious dish, it is appetizing and delicious. In the years in the countryside, steamed oil residue helped me through a lot of hungry stomachs. Before the college entrance examination, I practice kung fu during the day and review my lessons at night. I am tired and thin. You saw it in your eyes, and you were crying. You tried your best to squeeze out a dollar and fifty cents, bought a pack of velvet antler powder, and gave me nutrition and nourishment. . com
After eating the meatballs wrapped by my mother, I used my youth to pursue my dreams; After eating the steamed oil residue you made, I rose up in the wasted years; After eating the antler powder you bought, I raised the sail of life and started a new voyage. Every time I think of this, I will always have a happy flower in my heart and make a ripple of love. . com
There is a lyric called "A child without a mother is a grass". I used to listen, but I didn't agree. When you really left us, I also had an ideological struggle. From the concept of age, I do not belong to the category of children; A warm family and a satisfied career also bring me happiness. How can I be a grass? But facing the reality, I have to admit that I agree with all the lyrics. . com
Regardless of age and sex, regardless of wealth, a mother will always be a child. Without a mother, children lose their roots, their dependence and their strength in life. Just like the grass on the roadside, it withered in the scorching sun and withered in the wind, frost, rain and snow. Only under the caress of mother in the spring breeze, it looks lush and full of vitality. I gradually understand the grass, and I also understand the emotional source that I often fall into sadness and depression. . com
I always want to tear these memories into pieces and leave them for eternity, but they always tear my heart. Four years, 1,400 days and nights, involves a constant pain. Suffering needs a process. Under the running water of the years, many painful wounds will heal slowly, and many painful memories will be gradually lost. . com
The sadness of losing mother and the pain of missing mother will not be erased, but will become more intense and profound with the passage of time. I am deeply aware that this kind of pain has become a state, and the process experienced by this state will surely be my life. . com
Recently, I read an essay called "The Tibetan Antelope Bows Down", which tells a story: In that era when shooting and catching wild animals went unpunished, there was an old hunter near the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. . com
One morning, the old hunter was preparing to drink a bowl of butter tea when he suddenly found a fat and strong Tibetan antelope standing on the opposite grass slope two steps away. His eyes lit up and he aimed his gun. Strangely, the fat Tibetan antelope didn't run away. He just looked at him with begging eyes, took two steps forward, plopped down on his knees, and two long tears came out of his eyes. . com
The old hunter felt suspicious and skinned the Tibetan antelope with trembling hands. The abdominal cavity cracked under the blade, and he shouted in surprise. The knife in his hand crashed to the ground. It turned out that in the womb of a Tibetan antelope, there was a small Tibetan antelope lying. . com
On the same day, the old hunter dug a pit on the hillside and buried two Tibetan antelopes. Since then, the old hunter has disappeared in the grasslands of northern Tibet. Seeing this, I was shocked. I was shocked by maternal love. The maternal love of animals can also be like this. Then, in this materialistic and indifferent world, what is greater, more selfless and more sacred than maternal love? . com
I sat silently on the grass, beside you, looking up at the sky, holding loess in my hand, thinking about you and Tibetan antelope, and I couldn't let it go for a long time. .......................................................................................................................
-I want to pin my thoughts on my mother. com。
A soul left in the world
There is a slight coolness in the air, sitting on the edge of loneliness, watching a curtain of rain and listening to the sad melody, my heart is also disappointed. Miss, always sneak up on this quiet night. Sadness pervades every corner. Those melodies that drift into my ears slowly make me feel very sad and want to cry.
At this moment, the caller is full of helplessness. Because she wants to go out and look for what she has lost for a long time. I don't like to dress myself up. I just took a purple coat and started wandering aimlessly in the street with light steps and trance-like sadness.
From the noise to the dark and quiet corner, she didn't know where her goal was. There are thin raindrops in the sky, and women look up and stare at the woven rain curtain. Sadness drops into the depths of their eyes and splashes. All kinds of heartbreaks come to mind. Is it night, too much temptation, or a woman's heart is too lonely.
She doesn't know what kind of worry is breaking her heart. Is it the boy who left with all her, or is it heartbreaking to kill the secret love in the cradle? Maybe, both!
I walked into a small bar, found a quiet corner and sat down quietly. Someone sent her a cup of poison right away. People here are familiar with her. She doesn't need to talk. Everyone knows that she only drinks this kind of wine. Pick up the glass and quietly look at the drunken men and women in the bar.
At this time, she was immersed in her own thoughts and had no idea. At this moment, a man was watching her quietly. The man noticed her from the moment she entered the bar because he saw the heartbreak and loneliness in her eyes. She looked up and found him looking at herself, a clean and handsome strange man.
"How about a toast with me?" The man was holding a glass with an unspeakable smile on his face. The woman gently picked up the glass, leaned towards the man's glass, drank the wine in one gulp, then picked up the bag and wanted to leave.
The man grabbed her hand and said, "I am the owner of this bar, and you are a frequent visitor here." Can you do me a favor and let me buy you a drink? " The woman didn't speak and sat back gently. The man called a manager-like man and whispered something in his ear. After a while, the man came with a bottle of transparent golden yellow wine.
"Drinking such a strong cocktail will hurt your stomach. Have some ice! " At this point, the cup on the table has been replaced. Look at that cup and you will know that this man is an expert in wine tasting. In fact, men don't have to tell women what kind of wine this is. Because this kind of wine is exactly what women like to drink. This kind of wine, called iced wine, is the best in wine. For some winemakers, iced wine is a sad word that cannot be touched. Because only places that are specially cared for by nature can make authentic ice wine. (also known as the spirit left by nature) Its real origin is only Germany, Austria and Canada. Moreover, its alcohol content is very low, but it has the color and fragrance of wine, which is suitable for careful tasting. How to drink it will not make people dizzy. Unlike those spirits, drinking too much will turn the tide and hurt the five zang-organs and six lungs.
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Waiting for your season in bloom.
Four seasons flow,
A romantic journey;
Gradually swallowed up,
You are lost in the wind.
That promise,
Drifting in the wind.
This season has been waiting hard,
I turned to dust for you,
Whether the cold passes or spring comes,
Are you still my long-awaited spring flower?
An oath abandoned in the wind,
Like withered petals,
I walked hand in hand with you through the green grass.
Tears streamed down her face,
Your face is frozen in your eyes.
Fall in summer,
In the river where I walked hand in hand with you,
Make waves of sadness.
Break up in the fall,
I once picked that sweet fruit for you,
The joy of harvest can't hide the sweetness of loss.
It snows in winter,
Buried the footprints,
Throw the past into the snow,
Let the snow bury deep.
Continue next year,
Waiting for you to bloom in that season ...
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