What are the aesthetic essays on love?

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The aesthetic prose about love is like a flower for ten years and a sleep for a hundred years. The people you can meet must be the fate of your last life. Some fate, we can't wait for a lifetime, and some fate, we wait, but we don't know how to cherish it. How rare it is to meet a congenial person, but how easy it is to lose someone. In the blink of an eye, it disappears without a trace.

Maybe you will never know that when I take bus No.3 every day, you will appear in my sight at 8 o'clock on time, neither too early nor too late. If I had been earlier or later, I wouldn't have seen you.

I still remember the first time I met you, August 25th, 20XX. It was a fine day, and there were many people getting on the No.3 bus early, but I saw you at a glance in the crowd. Everyone rushed forward in a hurry, only you followed slowly with your backpack on your back. Although you wear different clothes every day, but wear the same braid, you will eat breakfast slowly and put it away carefully at the moment the No.3 bus leaves, because you will always stand behind the crowded crowd and occasionally be lucky to have an empty seat. I have stood by you countless times and looked at you quietly, but please rest assured that I am not peeping tom, nor am I blaming my uncle, just because of your uniqueness and simplicity.

You are a special woman, a very quiet girl. You should be a very educated girl, because you never take out your unfinished breakfast on the bus, and you don't bury yourself in your mobile phone like other young people. There is always a book in your backpack. Your books are all about the civil service exam. You are wearing white headphones. I guess all you listen to are lyric songs. You don't hum or shake. You just need to find a separate space to read. In a busy crowd, you are the one who stands out. It seems that the spotlight hits you and the rest of the passers-by pass by in a hurry.

I don't know what job you do, who you will meet, when you will go to work, or when you will leave work, what happy things you will encounter, or sometimes you will be very sad. I think you really want to apply for the civil service exam, and I also think that a fresh and refined girl like you is more suitable for the civil service exam. From Caijiaguan to Touqiao, a few short stops every day are enough to make me feel that you are a rare good girl in the world. You will give your seat to the old man and give a gentle smile to strangers. But unfortunately, you didn't smile at me. Because I'm always afraid of being found out by you and staying away from you. Once, when I heard you answer the phone, I didn't know if the other person was your beloved. Your tone is soft and euphemistic. Even through the microphone, I can hear each other's anxious roar, but you didn't frown or sigh. Instead, you euphemistically said that you knew, and by the way, you simply comforted each other. After you hang up the phone, you start reading again. The book is neat, with no corners and no bookmarks. Either you have a good memory or you don't care where you read it. I suddenly want to believe the latter, which shows that you are a careless and casual person.

In the morning, in the bustling crowd, you disappeared into my sight.

In fact, many times I wanted to say a word to you, even if it was a "hello", but I never said anything, but I remember the appearance of your breakfast and the shoes you wore for a week. I took notes with my mobile phone. You have three pairs of sports shoes, four pairs of high heels, three pairs of leather sandals and two pairs of snow boots. Unconsciously, we have been riding the No.3 bus for half a year. From somewhere, I thought I got up late, and then I thought maybe you got up early, but in fact, no matter who got up late or got up early and missed this road, we may not meet each other. I think you may have changed your job, been admitted to a civil servant, moved, fell in love, or left Guiyang. After you disappeared, I suddenly found that I was used to the place you used to every day and lived the life you had lived step by step. However, when the No.3 bus arrives at Touqiao, you won't get up and get off slowly, and you won't lightly say "I'm sorry" to others. The books you have read are "Calm down and everything will be fine", 10 Day Conquest and "8 Day Conquest". . . I wrote it all down in my mobile phone. Although I never said "hello" from beginning to end, the words recorded on my mobile phone are enough to tell me that you did exist. The world, which was originally slowed down because of you, suddenly fell into everyone's hurry. If you have noticed, there was once a thin young man who was always hesitant, didn't say hello or "goodbye", but recorded your half year and got used to your life.

Time flies, I hope you have a good life.

Essay 2 on Love Aesthetics It hasn't rained for a long time. It rained suddenly yesterday, although it was in the south, but in winter, the sudden wind and rain made people feel a little chilly.

In the evening, the sky outside is gray, the rain has been falling, and the wind has been searching the earth. Under the action of the cold wind, tiny raindrops keep falling from the sky, without order and goal, and always look indifferent.

Qian and Qiang walked home with umbrellas hand in hand. The endless traffic on the road is splashed everywhere, and the neon lights and LED big screens of billboards in the distance emit colorful light, which is particularly beautiful and colorful on such a rainy night! !

They met at the campus job fair. At that time, as the company's customer service department and human resources assistant, Qian Zuo and her colleagues were assigned to a strong university to attend a job fair. That day, like most graduates, he shuttled through the job fair with his resume.

Because Qiang is an activist at school, his experience in both student union activities and social activities has enabled him to successfully get the admission notice during the interview. During the probation period, with his excellent learning ability and the cruel selection system of the company, he finally stayed in the company as he wished.

It's not easy for Akane to get this far. She cares about her present job and is very capable. She is often the last person in the company to get off work. In order not to affect their work, their relationship has been kept low-key in the company. Her hometown is in Chongqing. Shortly after graduating from junior high school, she followed her sister to work as a lathe worker in a garment factory in Dongguan. At that time, she chose to work at night for her two sisters who could get hundreds of dollars more every month. The long-term reversal of day and night has made her thin, and her bloodless body has become more collapsed. They are reluctant to buy some supplements for themselves every month and send them home to their parents. Every holiday, the two sisters always buy some gifts and send some clothes back to them.

Lucy, who worked night shift in a clothing factory for two years, felt that she could not live like this all the time and had to change. So she chose to go to night school and began to work and study. During this period, she worked hard and studied hard to make up for her shortcomings. She passed the exam and got a diploma, and then she transferred to another factory to do secretarial work.

But she is still not satisfied with herself. She keeps learning, improving and changing. .............................................................................................................................................................

I don't know when the wind began to blow hard, and the cold wind blowing head-on caught money off guard. As soon as she saw it, she immediately took off the scarf around her neck, gently wrapped it around her shoulders, and leaned her right hand against herself. Two people are walking on the neon lights and rain curtain.

"Honey, it's still cold."

"Yes, I feel much better now, thank you, piggy."

"You're welcome to me. Put on more clothes when you go to work tomorrow and warm yourself up when you go home. "

She didn't answer him, but leaned silently in his arms and felt his heartbeat. She looked up at the man who had given her warmth, and suddenly tears quietly moistened her eyes.

In this rainy night, she has a warm feeling in her heart that she has not had for a long time. Since the last breakup, her loving heart has sealed herself off. Until now, when she nestled in the arms of the man next to her, that heart was awakened again.

The temperature of love at this moment, she understood that her life is not only work, but also love is a part of life. Life without love is boring, without flowering branches.

Last night, you told me that a friend in your dormitory who was close to you had a problem with his long-distance lover, and then broke up. I am thinking: it is a rare happiness for you and me to persist in these years. Three years of pain and seven years of itching are the only way for every love. You can't tell what your friend should do, because the key is personal choice. Many questions I think about in my mind are actually questions of willingness, and the knots I think I can't get rid of are actually simple and clear.

A few days ago, a friend sent me a QQ message saying that she broke up with her girlfriend who had been in love for many years. I thought he had spent all his courage in love, but he said, I'm relieved. This love should have been buried a long time ago, and there is nothing to miss. I don't understand. Ask him why. He replied frankly: "Because I can't love someone in the same state forever, especially when all kinds of things appear every day to distract my energy and emotions." Therefore, I can't love her wholeheartedly. Maybe some people can do it, but I really can't. "

His girlfriend said he had changed, and he readily admitted it. He told me that he was not sad or distressed to see his girlfriend get wet in the rain. If it had been before, he would have rushed up to shelter her from the wind and rain, believing that he could take care of her and make up for her. Now seeing his girlfriend in the rain, he hesitates, unsure whether he can give her happiness, and whether he really needs his care and compensation. So, at that moment, he clearly knew that he didn't love her that much. Finally, he told her that he doesn't love you and I don't love you either. ...

I thought it was ridiculous to break up like this at that time. I smiled and didn't reply to his message. As a man, I think it is rude and irresponsible to treat my girlfriend like this. A few days later, he sent me another message, which was still the emotional problem left over from the last time. He said he found that he seemed to have done something wrong. I said you were agile. After years of love, you don't. But it doesn't matter. Emancipating a girl can help her find a better sweetheart. I told him that I'd better clean up my guilt and regret, otherwise don't blame my friend for disliking him. He had nothing to say in an instant and could only choose to forget this relationship silently. Then he changed the subject and said that he envied me. He wants my love to be stable and my sweetheart to protect me. To tell the truth, many friends envy my love, but I have never envied myself. Happiness is not decided by others, but by one's own persistence. I knew he wouldn't understand, so I thanked him politely and left him room for self-reflection and healing. ...

What kind of love doesn't start with a throbbing sweetness and romance, and ends with injury or forgetting? I didn't realize until the end that forgetting is the best ending. Perhaps, we can all set time for feelings, but emotions are uncontrollable. Even at the end of the separation, it will be impressive. At the moment when they turned away, all the sadness and thoughts were just hearts!

When I was young, I was always like this, and I experienced too little worldly wisdom. You can't make a promise to people easily, it needs to be fulfilled. And those lost youth will no longer exist, each of us has no love, only to be loved. ...

At that time, I sincerely despised my friend, but I felt sorry for the girl he refused to leave. Sake is like wine burning the stomach, saying that the people left behind have long gone. I hope that girl won't let this wrong relationship make her sad. I also sincerely hope that she can bite her lips more to spend this difficult time, even if it is a bloody memory. Because everyone is not really obsessed with love, they have never seen the world, and they don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. I don't know the ancient road outside Changting. The grass is blue and the sky is blue. So believe in time, it will eventually screen out a true lover for her. Until a long time later, time polished the sharp pain round, and when I thought of him, there was no wind and rain. ...

Rubbing tired eyes and closing QQ, I suddenly remembered you and me after graduating from high school. Fortunately, we were not confused by the novelty in college. Although we are thousands of miles apart and meet only a handful, love is always the same.

I think, because of our first love, the loyalty to love in our bones is unique to each other. No matter how the outside world changes, our inner world will always be safe. Therefore, such a simple heart and persistence, in exchange for a long-flowing love.

Unlike other lovers in love, we call and send text messages all day. At that time, we could say that our feelings were very weak and we had things to do every day, but we all knew in our hearts that someone in the distance had been touching us. We tacitly don't mention the immediate limitations, because choosing a different place is doomed to be an endless test. Send one or two short messages occasionally, mostly chatting on QQ. At that time, I thought that feelings were based on words. So I once asked myself, is this love?

Now I'm glad that in the torrent of time, you have been standing in the same place, quietly guarding me. Although you have no time to accompany me, you tell me with a sincere and affectionate heart that you love me forever. ...

In life, you will always meet such people. He is ordinary and ordinary. However, he will accompany you sincerely and cautiously. It rained heavily, and you forgot to bring your umbrella, so you were escorted by him. He will take care of you when you are sick and uncomfortable. He will like what you like, and he will worry about what you worry about. In this way, he sneaked into the details of your life, just like a meter of sunshine in spring, silently occupying your world. He has no prince-like appearance, gorgeous gems and dreamy crystal roses. He is just a person who likes and loves you. He is willing to share joys and sorrows with you. ...

When I was young, I didn't know what true love was. Now that youth are together, the most sincere feelings are touched by the details in these loves. Even if we separate the two places, you can feel your existence without saying or doing anything, just like a floor lamp without worrying about power failure, which will illuminate everything steadily.

The love I want is not who leads who, but that both sides can grow together to be stable. If we like to share the good together, then love is to share the bad. A person's life is hard, because the world is destined to have too many fetters, not to mention those troublesome trivial things in the years. If the initial love can't share joys and sorrows, then why hold the yearning for a better future? Through the surging crowd, we embraced with tender love. Keep a simple heart, walk with you all the way, and disperse along the strange flowers until the end of time.

Essay 4 on Love Aesthetics You and I started to move forward back to back. We agreed that when we reached the hundredth step, we would go back. If we can meet again, we will forget all the unhappiness before and start over! If you can't see each other, just keep going and don't look back!

When I took the first step, something called sadness flooded my heart; There are only ninety-nine steps left on our road to love. How did we get to this point? Once upon a time, we walked in the rain together, and our clothes were wet and we didn't feel cold. A long time ago, we ate steaming ice cream on snowy days. When people cast amazing eyes, we actually smiled.

I took twenty steps, and you? I really want to look back at you and see if you are struggling like me! Do you still remember me When you taught me to learn computer, you told me that there would be a situation when programming, which was called "infinite loop". If you go in, you can't get out. You said that your love for me is endless, and I was very moved at that time.

After fifty steps, an old man selling baked sweet potatoes asked me if I wanted sweet potatoes. I shook my head and he pushed the car away. Why didn't he say a few more words to me so that I could stay for a while and stop talking.

I'm already 80 steps behind. Are you also thinking about the unpleasant days when we quarrel over trifles every day? I don't know why, I always cry at you, and you are upset and restless. Then, we both said something that hurt each other inexplicably. Finally, one day you said to me, "We can't go on like this, or we will all be tortured to death. Let's break up! "

Ninety-nine steps I struggled to lift my heavy feet, but I couldn't bear to put them down. I'm afraid that when I put down my feet, I'll never see you again. I am afraid that when I put down my feet, I will lose you forever; I am afraid that when I step on my foot, I will never be happy again; I'm sorry ... my feet finally fell and tears ran down my cheeks. I don't want to look back, and I don't want to look back. I can't help myself. I bent down and cried. Suddenly, a pair of broad hands hugged my shoulder. I turned around and saw you, and your eyes were full of deep regret and deep love.

I threw myself into your arms and cried, "I don't want to go down any more."

You hold me tight and gently touch my long hair. "I won't let you go alone anymore. In fact, I have been walking behind you, waiting for you to turn back. "