Love is love, love is love.
Helen, a peerless beauty, was willing to give up the luxurious and stable palace life for her sweetheart, and was accused of cheating and infidelity. She put on a black cloak and curled up under the damp and dark narrow deck. sailing to Troy. Seeing this, I can only say that she is too lonely. Her loneliness does not mean that her affection for Paris is an illusion, but that her loneliness increases her affection for Paris. Until they got back to Troy, until Paris and Menelaus duel, I still firmly believed that Helen and Paris had the most love and very little love.
Love represents lust, affection, and is the product of passion. Love is a necessary product of love, but it is not a sufficient product. Since ancient times, how much of the love between men and women has been secular, trapped in aphasia, and lost? A person is a unique individual, and a person cannot meet his own needs, not to mention the endless differences and running-in between two people. Of course, we can choose to escape, escaping love means not having to take responsibility, and there is a sense of self-defeating in it. The evasion is like: As long as I surrender faster than you, the cannon fire won't fall on my head.
When Paris and Menelaus duel, the thin Paris is crushed by Menelaus with an absolute advantage. Paris was terrified of death, and saw that the spear was about to fall and pierce his body. Paris chose to run away. He crawled painfully towards his brother, who once again chose to be born in his brother's glory. His father, a strong and graceful man, cried out, Paris, go forward. In that instant, he understood that his youngest son was still unable to carry his own weight and had not yet become a man.
Paris often surrendered, and he didn't even need to be ashamed of it, because he knew that he would not lose completely. No matter what happened, there were two stalwart bodies of his brother and father to stop him.
Here's a hard truth: Selfish people tend to live happier lives in this world. Those who follow the law of conservation of energy and bear those extra pains are often kind and honest people. But if I have a choice, I am willing to be a kind and honest person. Not hypocrisy, but really feel that because of a belief, I have a meaning of existence in the world. Anyone who has been lost knows how rare faith is and how painful it is to lose it. Love and faith are the source of our existence, they are like islands in the sea. And the sea is nothingness.
When Hector died, Paris knew that he would face the hammer of fate alone. You must know that love can lead to love, but only love can't make a family. It was not until here that Paris understood what love was, he regained his reason, and he had no doubt that he deeply loved Helen, his brother, and the land under his feet. When the city of Troy was broken, Paris chose to fight. He wanted to be a real man. As long as he was brave, "No matter this life or the next life, we will definitely meet."
If two people are rational, will there be romantic love? According to the three elements of love, I think it is difficult. Without passion, commitment and intimacy are empty. It's hard enough to pursue love, and what's required here is romantic love. This question seems to be unsolved, because romantic love is often more emotional than rational, and such feelings often cannot last a lifetime. Does romantic love eventually disappear in the short wave of life?
The only way, the way I can think of with my experience. That is, a person is emotional, but a rational person can understand each other's sensibility. It's really hard, and it requires high demands on a rational person: a sensitive mind and a keen ability to empathize. In their life, the two still need to switch positions from time to time, so that rational people can be emotional without any scruples, unload their burdens, and act like a spoiled child.
For so long, I have not understood why there is such a confusing word as love. Because in my opinion, love is love and love is love. Later, I realized that love is not more noble than love, and love is not more difficult than love. The two may be prioritized, but they are not important. Eventually we'll all meet someone who can call it love, and that's enough. Believe in love, believe in expectation, and face the heavy hammer of fate, I wish we can all surrender later.
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