Chapter 46 Contradiction (Part 1)

love me more, ok? Love me, not because I am beautiful, there are more beautiful people than me in this world.Love me, not because of my wisdom, there are countless wise men in this world.Love me, just because I am me, a little good, a little bad, a little crazy me, the unique me throughout the ages, love me, just because we met. If fate destined us to walk on the same road, encounter the same rain, and be covered under the same umbrella, then please look down on me with more gentle eyes, hold me tightly with more stubborn hands, and hold me with warmer hearts. Breath close to me. love me more, ok?Only in love do I know my name, know my place, and discover my own existence with awe.All the stones are just stones, indifferent and stubborn, only the one that has received the essence of the sun and the moon will burst suddenly, and a life of joy and joy will spring out.

love me more, ok?Because knowledge makes a man stupid, wealth makes a man poor, all grabs bring loss, all exaltations sink, and every title makes me feel that my face is more blurred. If I go to the market, my pockets will be empty, not because I have no wealth but because the wealth in my hands is too large. It is a piece of solid gold that cannot be cut, and I cannot use it to buy small pieces. It can be used desperately to buy a soulful.Love me more to make my pockets bloated and heavy, okay? love me more, ok?Because life is so hasty, but if you are willing to stare blankly at me, then I will be the stage for the show, with a climax in the sound and light, and a calm and graceful curtain call amidst the applause.

I didn't have the right to ask you for more love, more passion, but you gave me this power yourself, you started to love me, and you gave me the handle, so I can be so presumptuous and self-willed to ask for more.Can you pour more alcohol into my bosom?Will you add more fuel to my fire?I am gluttonous, I am insatiable, I want the fragrance of flowers in the whole spring mountain, the moonlight in the whole ocean, is that okay? Love me more, even if my request is unreasonable, you will agree to me, okay? Love me less, I beg you. I have a secret, I don’t know if I should tell you, but in fact, I don’t love you, when I promise you, what I really mean is: I am willing to be with you, to love the world together, to love people together world, and to share the cup of life together.

Therefore, if you are willing to stare at a pink "Han Fei Sakura" under the clear sky in spring, you have given me the most beautiful love.If you stand devoutly by the pool and watch the leaf buds on the March sparrow banyan tree - proudly and intently waiting for a certain moment to burst, I will be grateful all my life.You may not know, but that tree is actually me!I am eager to release the green leaves in spring!As for myself, love me less!I beg you. Love me less, because love makes people crazy, makes people upside down, makes me worry, I can't bear to torture you.If you must love me, and love me like a breeze coming to the surface of the water, neither sticky nor stagnant.Love me is like a yellow bird crossing green branches, let the flying one still fly, and the rooted one still take root, let the two become eternal in the moment of meeting.

Love me less, because "I" does not only live in this one hundred and sixty centimeters height, and it is not only accommodated in this square-toed round skull.Please look for me in the pages of the book, where there are the elements that created my flesh and blood, please find me in the hustle and bustle of the city, where there is my mourning and care; and try to listen to me in the funeral procession, where there are my words Be confused and cry; or visit me in the valley where the wind screams the most, the cliff where the waves are the most dangerous, and the grassland where the sunset is the most beautiful, because those are also my sorrows and sighs.I am not only in me, I am in the wind, I am in the sea, I am in the land, and I am in the stars. You must love me a little less in order to love the me hidden in Dahua.Once I disappear, you will not lose me suddenly. At that time, you can still find me in the first song of the cicada and the new circle of the moon.

Love me less, love a song, ok?Because the melody is me; to love a painting, because the overflowing color is me; to love a seal, I firmly believe that the old indentation is me; to taste a jar of fine wine, because the drunkenness at the bottom of the altar is me; To cherish a piece of weaving, the entanglement in it is me; to appreciate dance and calligraphy—whether it is a dancer swaying himself into a cursive seal script, or an inch pipe flying himself into a prancing and twisting, the ecstasy and Convergence is all about me. Love me less, I beg you, for you must leave a little tenderness to love yourself.Because you love me, you are no longer yourself, you are already a part of me, so share the love that loves me back and cherish yourself!

Listen to my softest plea, love me less, because spring is always too short, too soon, too late, because there are too many things waiting to be done and repaid in this life, so please beware of yourself, don't love me too much , I beg you.