After a whole day of irritability and busyness, before going to bed, I closed my eyes and recalled the madness of the morning, asking myself and then what? In the end, I couldn't figure out why, I could only toss and turn to sleep.
Then, love will always be choked to death by bread. And then, there are only two endings. Either the ambition is unrewarded and the life is sloppy, or it is a painful smile and a smile for stability. In the end, it became the deepest waiting in my heart.
So there are Vincent Van Gogh who cut off his ears, and Jane Austen who clings to arrogant prejudice.
Of course I can't compare to them. Although when I was young, adults saw me as an extraordinary little girl who seemed to be strong and competitive in the future, but adults often misunderstood me as normal as they lied. Everything in my life, including love, has never been full of courage.
Yes, the love choked to death by bread is not the result, but no matter how ups and downs the later plots are, the result can only be calm. Don’t get me wrong, I have absolutely no intention to underestimate the most surging emotions of human beings. I just want to say that since the final outcome cannot escape the law, all our impulses and persistence can be easily regarded as a process of life, we can cry, we can trouble, but there is no need to despair.
No matter how fierce the tide will recede, no matter how hot the spark will go out, but life must go on.
Jane Austen, an educated country girl who has not yet become a female writer Jane Austen, had already packed her bags and decided to run away with her lover. At the same time, she has to bear tens of thousands of infamy, and more importantly, she realizes that maybe that man's life will be ruined by her own hands from now on. No one can afford this.
Most of the men and women in love will not hesitate to say at this time: I can do anything for you. But the reason why we coined the word love is because there is an opposite stage, it may be indifference, it may be suspicion, it may be betrayal. The most common thing we do when we are calm is to regret that we should not have been so impulsive in the first place.
Men and women in love will often say: If we can't be together, what's the point of life. Even the seasoned and cynical Tom Lefroy was no exception. But apparently Jane and Tom didn't lie down or cut their wrists when they went their separate ways, they're alive and looking good. Tom's love was transferred to his daughter Jane, and Jane's love became an immortal masterpiece.
The greatest meaning of love is not the hug we hold together, but the heartbeat of the other person staying with me after the hug.
If I love you, really love you, then what I want most is that you live a good life for me, and I live a good life for you.
Then one day we will surely remember the traces of love carved in our hearts.
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