本帖最后由 yaoyao0701 于 2014-9-15 08:36 编辑
People always say in books and also in real life about love. Sometimes I think about it: what love really is or means.
When I sleep with my mother at night, I feel a surge of happiness. I guess that is love. My dad almost always takes me on a trip for a holiday. He also searches on the computer for information, so he can tell me some histories or stories about the place. That probably is love.When I think of my grandparents, I get memories of them taking me outside to play, or cooking me delicious food. I’m sure this is what people call love.
At school when I do something wrong, my teacher doesn’t punish me. At recess, my friends and I play happily together until the bell rings and we have to go back for the next class. I think maybe this is also a kind of love.
Love is a feeling, not a thing you want to do. You can’t say you want to love someone because you are not able to do a feeling. But you can say you want someone to love you. A thing can be done, not a feeling. You can love anyone you like. If you love someone, they will probably love you, too. So the more people you love, the more people love you.
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