But when they looked up at their lover, the eyes were so fiery and determined.
Sometimes I also wonder what makes them so determined.
All the answers lead to "love".
And what is love?
Fanny said: You wish i could give up, but i can't.
She said, I can't.
Maybe the beginning of love is intellectual resonance and appreciation, and later it is inexplicable attachment. It's the kind of infatuation that can't be contained and unspeakable. Like an unfathomable black hole, it suddenly swallowed the two of them. If you don't see each other, you will be anxious, and you can sleep peacefully with your "good night". Gently stroking the wall is like holding the hand next door to you.
What type of hallucinogen is love that makes people so lost? So paranoid again?
What's so obsessed with it?
Some people say that the scene of the heroine crying is too sensational. I don't know if they have ever had such an experience, or have forgotten it, crying with all their might like a child who has lost his favorite treasure. I cried until my breathing stopped. There was a scene that really touched me, Keats and Fanny were dancing in the suburbs. Keats coughed badly, and Fanny said nervously, "Do you want to rest for a while?" Keats just took Fanny's hand silently, and the two hugged tightly. How helpless and powerless we are in life, at least we can still embrace each other now. For them, love is twilight.
I still don't know what love is.
Reality is cruel, longing is cold,
and love must be the medicine for comfort.
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