A beautiful and noble woman with a good family background, a perfect marriage, an excellent and noble husband, respectful and tolerant, and maybe a smart and lovely child, looks like the kind of happy family that can be printed on advertising pages.
But she fell in love with someone else.
He is also often a man who seems to others to have little merit, is frivolous, can only talk sweetly, and has the simplicity and impulsiveness of animals.
She left her family, gave up her reputation, and isolated herself from the world, as long as there was love, only love.
But love doesn't last, so her love suffocates her lover, and love shows another face. In the end, she was abandoned by her lover, and the end was bleak.
Many people will grit their teeth and say that she deserves it, and many people will mourn her misfortune and hate her indisputably pity her fate.
But she doesn't really need it. She can even foresee the end from the beginning.
Those who have loved will understand, but those who have not loved will never understand.
When love comes, your family's wealth and status are all floating clouds, and it doesn't even matter what the person you love looks like. You are just a chess piece chosen by the sky. You have no resistance to meet the fate that falls from the sky. , was destroyed.
Before her fate, she, like everyone else, had little understanding of the turbulence of love, and could not understand the crowd hypnotized by love. After the arrival of fate, love is her only sustenance.
Love has never been about living a stable life, staying together for a long time, never. To a certain extent, love is pain, belief, the tearing of the soul, the ultimate joy, the involuntary, the mad dance of the end times, a mad dance that dedicates itself to the gods.
Therefore, love cannot be compared with life. Life loses its armor and disarms in front of love, and has no power to fight back. So brave women leave their husbands and families for love, and there is no word regret in the dictionary.
And love can never last, especially in the face of life. Life is graceful to pull back the final victory, submerging all the uniqueness and passion with dullness and emptiness.
Victory or defeat is indescribable, for many people. There is no victory or defeat. That's it, that's the way it is, love is ignited in an instant and then burns out. The only difference is whether you are lucky enough to be selected for this burn.
Lucky people don't think about winning or losing. Those who are not selected will be glad that they hide in the crowd safely and live a long life, so they call it true love, so they advocate that the elderly holding hands are the role models of love.
Only those who have loved know what love is.
This world has always been like this, to live in peace and quiet.
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