Eleanor's rationality and Catherine's emotions, although suffering, happiness, and stupidity, have finally found their own happy
love. What is it? Is it sane? Is it emotion? When Catherine met the romantic and young and handsome Tobi, she was deeply captured by him. . . She is hopelessly and desperately in love with him! A prince charming in a dream, a romantic and handsome gentleman. Her feelings are like an erupting volcano, like a flood of venting, like a horse that has been taken off the rein, freely swaying on love, beautiful love. Again and again she stepped into his carriage, galloped down the country roads again and again, recited Shaun's sweet poems under the beautiful sky again and again - the soul-fit to break through the obstacles. . . If you change your mind, you will change your mind. How can this be considered as love? Love is a mark that never fades, and it never shakes even in the storm. . . Love has become a bubble in this poem. When you leave love behind and run towards money for the sake of comparison, it turns out that fragile love cannot withstand the storm of money after all. When Catherine stood in the storm again, wearily read the poem again. . . Then fall down. So far, love and this poem were buried in the fever. . . The earth has not disappeared, it is still the same. Whatever falls into the water, the tide will flow to other places. If you lose, you will gain. Just pursue
Eleanor . Reasonable, attentive, and sensible. When she fell in love with Edward, she was so indecisive, she thought about everything rationally, because of the disparity in her status, she hid her love deep in her heart and just watched his agreement. But he learned that he had a marriage contract first, and the news was actually learned from his fiancée, she asked her not to tell anyone the secret, so she suffered all the torment all by herself, yes , she believes that he must keep the marriage contract, and she will always be his friend. His silence, her hesitation, created a misunderstanding. . . It may be God's mercy on this poor love that he broke off the engagement due to his fiancee's change of mind. She came to her alone with an oath of love. . . "My heart will always be yours." Love, his love, is also her love.
The love that awaits, the love that persists, finally has a real destination. When two couples appear in flowers and applause, when handfuls of silver coins are thrown into the sky, flowers and fireworks bloom together, and happiness finally appears in those who love. before people. Tears, tears of happiness. . I sprinkled on it. . .
Whether it is love, reason or emotion, true love is a mark that never fades. Only when there is love in the heart and pursuit of love, the goddess of happiness will come! my love. . . To the free sky!
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