Chapter 47 when lost, when possessed

A reader from New York copied an English essay for me.Many of the paragraphs are very touching, and the general idea of ​​one paragraph is this: We often only realize the beauty of what we once had when we lose it; however, the same truth is: when we can have something, we will understand what we have lost in the past. We often say: the lost things are always the best, the lost love is always the most unforgettable, and the left lover is the most perfect.You have to cherish everything now, lest you will regret it one day. Yes, some things, once lost, will never come back.However, when calculating gains and losses, have we ever thought that you may not know what you have lost for the rest of your life?You'd never know that you could have found a better love if you hadn't left that person.

If you hadn't met him, you might never know that what you thought of as love, sacrifice, devotion and care in the past turned out to be superficial.Today's encounter makes you suddenly understand that those few paragraphs in the past were not love at all.You used to think about it day and night, and the person who couldn't give up was nothing in the first place.How merciful God is to let you finally have everything you have now.Just a little bit away, and you'll never know what you've got to lose. How thrilling is it between gain and loss?When I lost it, when I had it, I also experienced some troubles.