Love is like to light a candle that burns, illuminates and dwindles. Albeit you couldn’t help lamenting the emptiness or darkness afterwards you should be still grateful for its flame, warmth and comfort once you received.
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豆沙小月饼: Your thinking is fresh so is the extension derived by you. I think that even though we might not get what all we wanted or deserved in a lost love we still should be thankful to the person we fell in love in first place and moments that made our life sparked. Thx.
Well, the world does not understand theology or dogma, but it does understand love and sympathy. (I copy the sentence from a book, heihei)
Let love and faithfulness never leave us...write them on the tablet of our heart.
Good luck, my friends:)
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The first sentence of the book “Horse Whisper” goes like this “There was death at its beginning as there would be death again at its end” Some thing means to demise even we tried our best to emancipate. However, I think that there is always a hope for light. The darkness could only roam the land for an interim frame of time.
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nice piece.
i don't like the momment when the flame goes out, the winks followed by the suddent but forever silence. this kind of sadness always overwhelms the brightness and warmth it brought me ealier.
Love is like to light a candle that burns, illuminates and dwindles. Albeit you couldn’t help lamenting the emptiness or darkness afterwards you should be still grateful for its flame, warmth and comfort once you received.
