Post by wsay123000 on Sept 27, 2018 21:42:50 GMT -5
Love
Author :Kai-Chi Chang
Love is that young mom looks at the baby who is sleeping on her body.
Love is that young couple look at the baby sleeping with a sudden smile.
Love is to feed the baby, pat the baby’s back, then hear a long hiccup.
Love is to see the tender baby after shower, and you want to swallow him.
Love is to hear the first “papa” and “mama”.
Love is finally seeing the baby take a few steps on his own.
Love is pretending to be afraid and try to avoid the baby with drooling to kiss you.
Love is holding a small hand, and the little kid is jumping on the way for his first day of kindergarten.
Love is to listen to the fair tales by mom, and the stories by daddy.
Love is sitting on the shoulders of daddy and watching fun.
Love is that mom will help you wipe your tears after falling and hurting.
Love is that big brother helps younger sister to block the bad dog on the roadside.
Love is to look at daddy who magically repaired the broken toy.
Love is the meal by mom and available every day.
Love is the “happy family” painting by child.
Love is the gift from mom and daddy, when you study or enlist in the army far from home.
Love is the fist kiss with loved one.
Love is look at the sunset shoulder to should with the loved one.
Love is the look at the stars in the arms of the beloved.
Love is lingering with the beloved, sharing the climax of passion.
Love is a loved one to help you dry your hair.
Love is listening to his heartbeat of the beloved.
Love is sweating with the loved one together for same goal.
Love is the caress each other’s white hair, together to recall the youthful past.
Love is about experiences, and feelings.
Love can’t be imagined, not a slogan.
For those who didn’t experience the love of human world, they do not understand love and are not qualified to talk about love.
Author :Kai-Chi Chang
Love is that young mom looks at the baby who is sleeping on her body.
Love is that young couple look at the baby sleeping with a sudden smile.
Love is to feed the baby, pat the baby’s back, then hear a long hiccup.
Love is to see the tender baby after shower, and you want to swallow him.
Love is to hear the first “papa” and “mama”.
Love is finally seeing the baby take a few steps on his own.
Love is pretending to be afraid and try to avoid the baby with drooling to kiss you.
Love is holding a small hand, and the little kid is jumping on the way for his first day of kindergarten.
Love is to listen to the fair tales by mom, and the stories by daddy.
Love is sitting on the shoulders of daddy and watching fun.
Love is that mom will help you wipe your tears after falling and hurting.
Love is that big brother helps younger sister to block the bad dog on the roadside.
Love is to look at daddy who magically repaired the broken toy.
Love is the meal by mom and available every day.
Love is the “happy family” painting by child.
Love is the gift from mom and daddy, when you study or enlist in the army far from home.
Love is the fist kiss with loved one.
Love is look at the sunset shoulder to should with the loved one.
Love is the look at the stars in the arms of the beloved.
Love is lingering with the beloved, sharing the climax of passion.
Love is a loved one to help you dry your hair.
Love is listening to his heartbeat of the beloved.
Love is sweating with the loved one together for same goal.
Love is the caress each other’s white hair, together to recall the youthful past.
Love is about experiences, and feelings.
Love can’t be imagined, not a slogan.
For those who didn’t experience the love of human world, they do not understand love and are not qualified to talk about love.
For someone who doesn’t understand “small love”, there is no “big love”, otherwise, there is only one possibility, the so called “big love” is not true.
