Chapter 379: 474 articles, love is not a small punctuation

474 articles, love is not a small punctuation

474 articles, love is not a small punctuation

――――A branch of red apricot over the wall

Love is an eternal topic. No matter when, where, or who, one cannot be separated from love.

Therefore the great poet Shakespeare said――――

The little love god once slept quite deeply,

He placed the torch that ignites love's fire beside love,

Coincidentally, several chaste little goddesses

Walking lightly; the most beautiful of the celestial maidens

With her virgin hand she took the once‑lit

She took the countless torches of love's hearts to one side

Now the conductor of love's fire is asleep

Indeed, it was disarmed by the pure hand of the chaste maiden.

She extinguished the torch in the cold spring of the nearby one,

It became a hot spring, effective against all kinds of human ailments,

All have spiritual joy, but I, I am the slave of my beloved,

I also went to seek treatment, and came to understand the principle;

Love's fire heats the spring water; the spring water cannot cool love.

Shaweng said love's fire can heat spring water; this love's fire must be strong. Once such a strong love's fire is lit, it is hard to extinguish. Even if the spring water cools, love will still remain in the water.

This saying is also true. This saying and the topic I just brought up have come together――――――――

While the 6 You, the 6 Fangweng, the 6 Elder Brother, and Tang Wan and Tang Mei were immersed in the river of love, the nasty grandmother—also Tang Mei's aunt—disliked her daughter‑in‑law, namely her niece, and forcibly broke up this loving couple.

They did not have everlasting harmony until white‑haired; the power over their love was in others' hands; their joyful union, sorrowful separation――――

Do not, because it might change,

Even less need to say that beautiful vow.

That beautiful vow is fragile.

It cannot withstand the cruel frost.

This love, is in the hands of others.

Love in the hands of others.

That is loving for others.

Not one's own love.

Love in the hands of others.

That must be tinged with tragedy.

Since having loved already,

Deep‑etched love.

That love became the entirety of life.

That love became a small punctuation in the text.

Was arbitrarily moved by people.

That love's small punctuation.

Once moved,

The meaning of that love also changed.

Therefore, love is not a small punctuation.

It cannot be arbitrarily dotted.

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Twenty‑one years later, the couple who had loved before met again in an occasional tunnel of time. This occasional tunnel of time, concretely speaking, is the Sunken Garden where they once loved. In short, thousands of words, myriad phrases, all turned into thousands of lines of tears. Their youthful selves, now white‑haired, the sorrowful and joyful partings, the deeply moved 6 Fangweng, casually wrote a love song that moves tears, an eternal masterpiece――――

(Heart with the disaster area, emotion with the disaster area: wish safety, courage, confidence, strength to go along with the people of the disaster area! accompany)