Prose describing love
Love is like a bouncing rabbit, with big eyes flashing and coming into my heart inadvertently. I know I have been flying freely in love. In this honey-soaked world, the mountains are colorful and the water is sound. The sun is endless, and the grass can't hide the green lush; Happy birds spew out love threads that have gathered for many days, surging with carefree music; The dense mimosa wetted by tears opened its sleepy eyes and poured out its emotional color and shyness: don't be ashamed, don't be ashamed!
Silence in the mountains is no longer a reason, lingering in the embrace of the breeze, the greetings of white clouds, and the touch of drizzle; The desolate desert quelled the sandstorm, showing green camel bells, the whereabouts of tourists and the prosperity of oases.
Do you have any troubles on a sunny day, the sentimental Danube? Clever shells, your edges and corners have no chance to scratch my heart, beautiful sea of love, are you still playing your piano? The echo always stays in the sailor's ear: don't be a coward! That greedy Cape of Good Hope, what are you waiting for? Do you know that brave Columbus is coming towards you? The magnificent Eiffel Tower, you sometimes get old. Look, modern scientists have confirmed that you tilt and slide at a speed of two centimeters every year. There are skyscrapers, rampaging airlines and motherships.
When I look back, I have to weigh my beloved Venus. There is no chaos in my busy life. When I am tired, I smile with calmness, ambition and perseverance to scare away all ugliness and falsehood. I am sincere and wise, and have experienced countless eddies and dangerous beaches. Honey, have you noticed? Nvshen Peak's eyes were obsessed or worried, sincere or evasive. Dear, the worrier can't see the coordinates of life clearly, and the escaper can't find the source of happiness!
On the day of missing, I have to be a devout Christian and kneel before God Jesus to pray: "Lord, can you protect my beloved?" Let her be happy forever! "The person I love, do you also miss me?
Prose describing love II
You told me: you will step into the palace of marriage. Your eyes are full of happiness.
I whispered to you: I entrusted my blessing to the sun, the moon and the stars, so that they can always shine on your life. You have to turn around beautifully, let time and space accept all the beauty of life! Flowers, wine and lingering experiences in love will be shelved because of the combination of love and can only be revisited occasionally. There is no lack of romance in marriage, but more is the plain life of daily necessities. It is impossible to talk about love all day, think about love, and always struggle in love. The more you absorb from the outside world, the bigger the space and the more wonderful your life will be!
You tell me: your lover will take you through life. Your eyes are full of longing.
I tell you quietly: the road of love is full of bumps. Hand in hand, he will hold your hand, and you will also hold his hand and support each other. The "princess" treatment in your love will be worn away by the complexity of life. You should slim down your expectations of love and bring a pure and refreshing self into marriage. Know how to pay, know how to tolerate, give more understanding to love, give more tolerance to love, don't care about the form of love, don't doubt the truth of love, and go through life with one heart and two hands.
You told me that you would be the most beautiful bride in the world. Your eyes are full of pride.
I whisper to you: women are like flowers, emitting beauty in the world of mortals. Newly married women are more attractive, but even the most beautiful flowers sometimes fade. What can flourish is the flower of the soul that grows from the fertile heart. With the precipitation of years, the longer it grows, the more prosperous it becomes. No matter what season, don't forget to enrich and nourish your soul. A woman with a beautiful shell and a panoramic view is prone to aesthetic fatigue; It is often difficult for a woman without connotation and temperament to hold a man's heart forever, let alone cultivate him.
You told me that the boat of your life will be anchored in the harbor of love. Your eyes sparkle with determination.
I quietly say to you: cherish the harbor you love, but remember to overhaul your boat of life from time to time, don't hurt yourself because of love, and don't give up on yourself because of love. Life is long and there are always unexpected things. Once the harbor is polluted, or suffered a merciless disaster, you can still scream and set sail when all love is irreparable!
Prose describing love III
When two people fall in love and return to dullness, no matter how tired they are, neither party should easily put forward the words of breaking up or divorce.
Language is an invisible killer. You don't know how much harm your words will bring to the other party when you are impulsive, unhappy or in a bad mood. Although the other party will not show the pain of being hurt in front of you and still bear it silently, there will still be a strong motivation behind it to tell him (her) that maybe breaking up is the best for both of us.
So in this way, you ended a long-lasting memory and existence of each other. The initial ending makes you feel relaxed instantly, but after a long time, the pain of missing and missing will spread your body and mind, from outside to inside, from inside to outside, circulating, circulating and recycling every day. Maybe this is called pain.
Then, when you can't stand the pain, you begin to try your best to save the feelings you thought you were tired of, and at the same time, you begin to regret what you did on impulse ... and begin to understand that the truth is that feelings return to dullness. It's a pity that you understand it too late.