We live in gratitude, how much gratitude around us we have to learn to be grateful. So that we can grow up happily.
Because there is love, our life is the most beautiful and complete, there is love, our life is gorgeous and brilliant, there is love to make us grow up will not have regrets, we have to thank them, thank them.
From a young age, my grandparents pulled me up. Growing up so big, they pay how much blood and energy. Their pure love, great love, let me grow up. That kind of love is very ordinary, but in the ordinary breeding an amazing great. Raise me so big, and unreservedly send me back to my parents. I can't write enough about them with the sky as paper and seawater as ink. What extraordinary things they used to do for me; sleeping in crop fields, being bitten by mosquitoes, but still not forgetting me. Once held me and others race ...... to listen to them one by one memories, look at the smile left on their faces. And then think about what you once left behind in this home in the end? Is it happiness? Is it hurt? To them it was probably joy; while to me it seemed as if I was a burden, bringing them as much trouble as I could. But I want to thank them. Because they have love in their hearts, it makes me happy to grow up so big, it makes me so happy.
At this moment, it is impossible to describe in words.
I thought of a song "grateful heart, thank you, with me all my life, let me use my heart to you ......" How many touching things around us.
We have to learn to be grateful, to learn to have love in our hearts. Because love is the flame burning in the heart, is to illuminate the life and the sunshine of the night and day. Sunshine is everywhere, love is everywhere.
With love, in order to live well; with love, our life will be this happy; with love, we will have this wonderful world; with love, the world will be so peaceful ......
We have a love in our hearts, but at the same time, but also have a grateful heart. In this way, we are not in vain. We start from now, from the tiny things around us, the heart is grateful ......
Love in the heart2There is always a kind and pleasant song lingering in the ears, there is always a mysterious fragrance of flowers embedded in the heart, all of this is derived from love. I am glad that there is love in my heart, so the layers of ice and snow in my heart melt and usher in the footsteps of spring.
In the hospital room, bedside ......
3:50 pm, neglected to slowly push me out of the operating room, I quietly lying in the navy blue bed, hazy, I saw my parents are concerned about looking at me, the tip of their noses are slightly red, it is difficult to hide the excitement. After that, they both accompanied me to the ward on the fifth floor. I saw that their legs were slightly stiff, I think they had been waiting for me. At that moment, my heart felt very warm, and the corner of my eye had a crystalline teardrop.
The sun is still very warm, through the broken; oh gently sprinkled in the ward, very quiet, very warm, to the bedside of the tired mom covered with a thin layer of sunshine quilt. Mom gently held my hand, her gaze still falling on me, and when I opened my eyes, I happened to meet my mother's quietly focused eyes. Time stood still at that moment in time - for those eyes that were so moving. Her gaze wrapped gently around me, the warmth hidden behind the pupils of her eyes rippling out shallowly, like a pool of blown and wrinkled lake water, refracting soft light. The corners of her eyes, spreading out fine wrinkles, as if they are also smiling slightly, mixed with fatigue, mixed with satisfaction and relief, and full of slowly flowing deep concern. Just like this, for a long time, for a long time, do not want to break that quiet tenderness. In my mother's unmoving, concerned gaze, I have found a stopping point for my soul, a haven, and seemingly no post-surgery discomfort. The golden sunlight surged, rendering peace for all things, along with time becoming peaceful.
I finally settled down to sleep, dreaming, again, the quiet company of the mother ......
Because there is love in the heart, the body is no longer post-surgical pain, there is the warmth of the mother's delicate tenderness; because there is love in the heart, the cold winter is no longer icy, but full of warmth of the sun. There is love in the heart, spring flowers bloom, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, fragrant life.
What is love? Love is a cup of mellow and warm coffee in winter. Love is the cool and icy lemon tea in summer. Love always gives people inexplicable coziness. Children say, love is a mother's embrace; the old man said, love is a partner to grow old together; the rain said, love is silent; I say, love is just to give and receive so simple. But whenever mention "love" heart is always very complex, very complicated, it contains, sweet, bitter, sour, spicy, French writer Victor Hugo once said, life is a flower, and love is the flower of honey. Love is eternal.
Filial piety, is the love of elders, is the indelible obligation of children. We often see a little boy in the TV set stretching a trembling little hand with a basin full of water, for his mother to wash her feet, how cozy scene ah! Parents work hard for work, for the family, that pair of big hands to protect us from the wind and rain is not in the prime of life, gradually become rough, that always smile, always inspire my face also has wrinkles, parents old. We should return our parents' selfless love with a filial heart. A greeting, a foot washing, a back pounding. Love is always with us.
Love, kindness, always reminds me of the post-disaster fundraising scene, individuals, groups, enterprises have to raise money. The children have emptied their pocket money, hoping to improve the lives of children in the disaster area. Parents also paid out of their pockets, wishing the disaster area to rebuild as soon as possible. Ten dollars, twenty dollars, thirty dollars ...... until the whole collection box is full. Who says the world is heartless, your kindness, your little grace, may save a young life; who says fate is unfair, your nameless care, your goodwill, is their greatest fortune. All people pick up the flame high, the ability does not distinguish between large and small, donations do not distinguish between how much, good deeds are not prioritized. Valuable to have a share of love. Drops of water into a big river. Even if it is a dollar, as long as you give love, she has more hope of survival. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better future. Love will always be our companion.
Learn to love, for this will make the world better, make life more fulfilling, we all need love. We all need love. Give others some care and we will get more. Love is always the main theme of life.
Love in the heart4From the moment I began to grow up in my mother's womb, from the moment I came into the world, from the moment I "wow" descended, from the time I began to "babble" to learn to speak, around me, there is a river that has converged. In the wind and rain, it holds an umbrella for me, in the scorching sun, it carries a fan for me, in the cold, it warms me, it nourishes my growth, it feeds my dreams, it instills in me the power of love. Yes, that long river is the river of love.
When I was a kid, my parents used to take me to the River of Love to "swim". Mom educated me, taught me to recognize words, literacy, development, I fell, she rushed to help me up, not only patiently put me to dress the wound, but also remind me, everywhere to be careful, at night, mom told stories, humming a little song to lull me to sleep, that is a strong mother's love. My father taught me to be a good person, to understand things and to be obedient. He taught me how to tie a kite, how to fly a kite, he took me to go fishing, to fly fenfang, to chase my dreams. At night, Dad taught me how to treat people, how to behave, that is heavy father's love.
A little older, dad went out, take me "swimming" only mom, dad has become a guest, then, I have a group of angels - my friends. We chase together in the blue sky, they teach me how to play, they teach me what is collective, what is the power of unity. We had worked hand in hand together, creating honor after honor for the classroom, winning award after award. They took me with them, went on field trips together, played together, ate together, and even, sometimes, went to the bathroom together. I love them, and they made me realize what true happiness is, which is deep friendship.
Now, the river of love less dad, but I still have a mom, friends, teachers, and a group of people everywhere concerned about me, love me. Teachers are the lamp of enlightenment, is burning red candles, is spitting spring silkworms, they give me the light selflessly, to meet them is the darkness, that is the thick love of the bandage, that is the love of the benefactor. There is also that group of lovely people, picking up lost things back to me, after the fall, ran up to ask me the status of the people, and ... and ... ....
That is the power of the river of love, let us from two worlds, came together, love, all the time around me.
There is love in my heart5The world is beautiful because by love, but also because there is love and wonderful. In my heart there is the world of care, there is a stern father love, serious teacher love ...... varied. Instead, what I remember is the kind mother's love.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade of study, the sky was dim and heavy, and it looked like it was going to rain. I carried a heavy bag out of the door. A few minutes later, the sky really pouring rain, like splashing, like pouring, as if a small stone, hit in the face unbearable. Rain, the more it fell more and more, I have rolled up the jacket draped over the body, the schoolbag held in the arms. In spite of this, I still can't help the washing of heavy rain, not only hit a shiver. Just when I "mountain heavy water doubt no way", an umbrella inexplicably on top of my head, which has no snow in the charcoal. I turned around and saw a familiar and kind face, is the mother. I want to cry, he is still staring at me with a kind face, her heart is not good, she looked at me for a long time, said through clenched teeth, "the road is too slippery, be careful to walk, clothes to the school to change." Said, handed me the clothes, turned and left, I stood there motionless. Rain, pattering, by the fog shrouded world I saw my mother hurriedly left the back. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, as if everything in time was stopping me. Although my mother did not personally send me to school, did not personally for me to put on the clothes, but that kind mother's love blocked a stone, even if standing in the rain, the heart is also much warmer. I understand my mom's good intentions, and I also know that he had more important things to do, so he did not come to take care of me. This love, thick paste in my heart, people can not fade away for a long time.
Mother's love is a ray of sunshine illuminated the first step of my life. Mother is ordinary, he silently with mother's love moisturizing my heart, is my healthy and happy growth.
"Who says that the grass heart, reward three spring sunshine". I don't have a more beautiful language to thank my mother, thank that kind mother's love. Mother's payment will be rewarded, and the reward will be my only heart of gratitude.
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Perhaps love includes too much, but I know that there is false love, there is not sincere friendship. But affection is always the love that flows from the heart!
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In the most helpless life on the road, affection is the bridge to happiness; in the most crowded intersection, affection is the most eye-catching traffic lights; in the busiest streets, affection is a gazebo on the side of the road. On the road of life, affection will always accompany us.
I vaguely remember Han Hong's song "Dawn", remembering the family of three riding the cable car. In the cable car traveling halfway, the cable broke, the parents together with their baby still in infancy fell down, in the most critical moment, the parents reached out with both hands to raise the child high! The parents were gone and their baby survived! It was the parents who gave their own lives for the life of their child. When the day dawns, the child has lost his parents, but he will surely live - it was the continuation of his parents' lives!
Also not forgotten, Wenchuan, Sichuan, eight magnitude earthquake, the moment the house collapsed, is a mother jumped up to block the sleeping child, with their own weak body blocked the heavy beams. When the child was rescued, people heard the words of that mother recorded on her cell phone, let's remember these words: "Baby, if you can survive, I hope you can remember, mom - love you!"
Which person's heartstrings were not touched at that moment? That one person does not recognize the greatness of affection?
Affection, in fact, is the father's raised palms and hate the iron is not steel anger; is the mother's white temples and warm and thin embrace!
Love in the heart! Let the dew of love sprinkle in the garden of affection; let the house of love built in the earth of affection; let the stream of love converge into the ocean of love; let the crystallization of love - you and I, grow in the embrace of love!
Love in the heart7Father's love is as brilliant as the Milky Way, stars, scattered heart; father's love is as fragrant as flowers, silk, strands, refreshing; father's love is as warm as sunshine, gentle and bright, warm heart.
The overhead fan is still creaking and turning, and the surrounding scurrying breath of the stifling heat. One by one, the partners were picked up one by one. I felt a little annoyed, and the fire of complaint against my father grew hotter in my heart. The teacher frowned with great impatience and asked, "What's wrong with your parents?" I stammered for an answer, wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat from my head, and headed outside. "Call your dad." The teacher ordered from behind. I took the teacher's phone and dialed my father's number, the slow, rhythmic voice speeding up my heartbeat. "Hey, are you there yet?" I asked in a no-nonsense manner. "Be right there." There was a busy signal behind the low voice. God knows how much longer I'd have to wait, and I mentally complained about my father's unreliability.
In the distant light, there seemed to be shadows flashing by, but no one ever came up the stairs. I took a deep breath, suppressed my unhappy mood, and walked into the classroom to return the cell phone to the teacher. The classmates had all left, leaving only the teacher and I. It was as if I had a million needles stabbing my back. "Sorry I'm late." Father said giggling. I gave him a blank stare, dissatisfaction overflowing on my face. "Ouch, what happened to your leg?" The teacher panicked, pointing to my father's knee, where the blood had coagulated. He replied unconcernedly, "I fell in a hurry going up the stairs, it's fine." He waved his hand again and again, look at his gruesome wounds, my heart a few less complaints.
Farewell to the teacher, I followed my father home. My father was still in a hurry to walk in front, I walked behind without saying a word. Downstairs, he excitedly took out something from the car basket, child-like lifted a hamburger and a bottle of Coke, hard to my hand, smiling, said: "Eat quickly, I've been in line for a long time." This is probably the reason why he came late, I can not help but sour nose, the heart flows a sweet flavor.
Facing the evening breeze, I leaned on my father's back, and couldn't help but realize that the seed of father's love has long been germinating in my heart, in fact, father's love has always been there, just that I often ignore.
The first thing you need to know is that you have to be able to see what you're doing and how you're doing it!
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"As long as everyone gives a love, the world will become a better world ......" This is a song of love, he warned people: the heart always have to be loaded with love, because love will change everything, because love is able to beat all the difficulties. The song is a song of love. Let the flowers of love sprinkle the fields, let love sprinkle every drift bottle, let love sprinkle everyone's heart.
As long as the heart is loaded with love, war will be painted as peace;
As long as the heart is loaded with love, laughter will be turned into smoke;
As long as the heart is loaded with love, the world's tomorrow will be bluer.
Love is mutual, when others give you a touch of love, you must also learn to love others. In fact, everyone has a basket. In this basket, you will harvest many noble qualities, and at the same time you need to pass this love on. The old man has love in his heart, that's why he feeds the seagulls food; the seagulls have love in their hearts, that's why they send the old man off; the sister has love in her heart, that's why she earns masks for her brother; the father has love in his heart, that's why he tastes all the poisonous mushrooms in the world; the mother has love in her heart, that's why she gives her life for her children; the teacher has love in her heart, that's why she teaches every student knowledge, and teaches them to be a human being with moral character The teacher has love in his heart, so he teaches every student knowledge and teaches them human virtues; parents have love in their hearts, so we can grow up. However, we also need to be equipped with love in our hearts, so so our collective will be more united.
Looking back at yesterday, we have collected love; looking forward to tomorrow, we have to transmit "love"!
A cabin, if there is love, then love is a window;
A society, if there is love, then love is a light;
A world, if there is love, then love is - heaven!
Love in the heart9Not every mountain has a warm name, not every dream has a thoughtful back, only because there is love in the heart, can be with you **** encouragement, to share grievances and joys.
I love you, life. Love your high-rise buildings, traffic. Love you planted an oasis in my heart, let me like the wind through and through. Idle light, the windows are clear, you are refracted on the page of the acacia flowers fall shadow, with a simple and timeless fragrance, the sun in the fingertips jumping, light dance, time so that the past is very good.
I love you, nature. Love your new green buds, stretching thin stream, love you in my heart to open the empty window, so that I am like a star decorated with darkness, warm sun overflow, ice floes remain, you are a big white goose on the ice, in my unintentional funny skating, shaking feathers, lively playful. You are the first hope of early spring, with the dew of spring to moisturize the heart, cleansing the dusty air, leisurely but also just.
I love you, friend, love your warm words, hot feelings. I love you in my heart to ignite the fire, let me like ice eventually melt water. Busy schooling, distress and aggression, you are the one who patted me to sleep, wiping away my aggrieved tears in the bosom friend. My joy comes from your happiness, and your sorrow comes from my pain. You run with me, letting time pass wildly. Running wind, you stop, let me meditate for a while, I want to seize this beautiful youth; running wind, you do not stop, I would like to *** with you hand in hand, towards the future.
In the busy to maintain a leisurely heart, in the waves to maintain a watery Zen, in life to maintain your love, love is the warm winter sun, is your most soft and clear emotions.
With love in your heart, look up to the sky and let happiness follow you!
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Heart, is the best 'mirror, because the heart of the heart relative to the illumination is love. Love exists in the slightest, without words, can be experienced. Thus, we have a more beautiful feeling of the world.
When the sun rises every morning, the crystal dewdrops slide down , reflecting the light a flash and no; when you open your eyes, shaken by the sunlight, and squinting; when your consciousness fades into a haze, take a deep breath, and then see the world ...... whether you will have a difficult to overflow with feelings, like the world owns you, and you embrace the world. The world has you, and you embrace the whole world ...... If you steal a little laziness, mother will certainly come to call you, at this time a small temper will also disappear after washing. Mother's handiwork is always so good, to see you eat when the happy smile is always so beautiful, to see you happy when her satisfaction is also obvious. Because of the love in her heart, her heartbroken eyes when you were sick always made you feel guilty and made your heart ache for him. In that is, her chiding, but also the most direct but care and worry ...... because there is love in the heart, so can feel the existence of love, more able to learn to love.
Ice heart to see the unbloomed small lotus, full of worry, because the storm is about to come, but when the rain poured down, the lotus leaves but light deflection, for the small lotus to block the wind and rain, which has and is not a kind of love, as the mother treats the child in general.
The crow feeds, the bird feeds, the flower loses its leaves and returns to its roots ...... all the time to show their different love, the beauty of human nature in them. Because of the love in the heart, so when you read the touching plot in the book, when you watch the movie or TV, will not be able to resist tears, there will be emotional changes. Knowing that it is nothing more than a drama, but still go to believe, will be affected by it ...... Because of the love in the heart, so you will be more perceptive of the world, you will find more beautiful and precious things ......
The heart of the mirror shines out of the love, because there is love, so everything is precious.
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I am an ordinary girl, I look very ordinary, look in the mirror, black and yellow skin, although smooth but not tender, fortunately, my eyes are big 燇 燇 have God.
Although I do not look beautiful, but I think I am very beautiful, because I have love in my heart. A philosopher once said: give me a beautiful soul, my appearance will be beautiful together. People should not only be beautiful in appearance but also in heart. Everyone has a heart for beauty, but a beautiful soul is more important than a beautiful one.
One day, on the way home from school, I saw a bird from afar, I rushed over to lift it up, and found that the bird's wings have been stained red with blood, it turned out to be a few naughty boys want to catch the bird to take home to play, with a slingshot, the bird's wings shot, the bird immediately fell from the tree, the blood flow a lot of these children see the bird is about to die, they do not care. I brought the bird home, bandaged it a few times and fed it some millet and milk, hoping it would recover soon. Instead of getting better, the bird fell ill after a few days. I cried sadly, thinking that the bird was going to die, I was getting sadder and sadder. My father came to me and asked me if I had been beaten by my mother. I said, "The bird is going to die, that's why I am crying. I said: the bird is dying, that's why I'm crying. Dad said: you can't just cry, you have to cure the bird. I ran to the bird's cage and took the bird out and found that its wounds had healed, so why did it pretend to be dead? When I saw the bird staring out of the window, I realized that the bird was longing for a cure! I realized that it was longing for the sky, for its home, for freedom. I realized that it is better to give the bird a comfortable life than to give it freedom. This is the best medicine to give it the greatest happiness, I gently open the window, the bird ah! I want you to be happy and fly back to the blue home in your heart. The bird is reluctant to fly back to fight nature.
At once, I realized the meaning of love and not love, love is not all possession. I love the bird but I hope the bird can be happy. Love can be loved to the realm of not love, bird: I do not love you wish you happiness. Beauty radiates from the heart and is not deliberately shown.
I am beautiful because I have love in my heart.
Love in the heart12Affection is an emotion that everyone should have, with affection will make the heart pure, will make you feel happy, selfishness will make you become cold and lonely. The Story of Pressure Money makes us understand this truth once again.
The article describes how the author and a few children went to their great aunt's house to pay tribute to the New Year, and it was only after the family's promise that the author and a few children reluctantly picked up their gifts to pay tribute to the New Year. The aunt greeted the authors with a large amount of delicious food, and also killed chickens and gave them red envelopes. When the authors came back and talked to their mother, all of them were scolded. Later, the authors realized that the chickens were made by the oldest family for the eldest aunt's family, and the money was secretly given by their mother
Through this incident, I realized that people should have affection, and if they don't have affection, they will become selfish; on the other hand, if they have affection, they won't become selfish. If we all have affection, the world will become a harmonious and beautiful place.
Through this incident, I thought of an incident when I was a child. I remember once I said to my mom, "If my composition and reading skills improve, you will buy me a digital Tyrannosaurus Rex machine." But I was only deducted one point for my composition and two points for a mistake in one part of my reading. I asked my mom for a toy, but she not only didn't buy it for me but also said that the toy was not useful at all. I was very angry. Later, I think I did a little too much, mom is so busy at work, I also want this and that child, moved to tears.
If we do not have affection, the world will become selfish; if we have affection, the world will become affectionate, harmonious and beautiful.
Love is a very magical word, because of love, the world has become rich, because of love, the world has become beautiful, and even more so, because of love, our world has become warm.
Recently, I unintentionally read an article that touched me a lot.
The article tells the story of the author who was blinded by an accident, lost his job, and became more and more disillusioned. He began to complain, began to hate, and couldn't understand that he had done a lot of good things when he was healthy, but why no one came to help him when he was in trouble.
Until one day, he met a little boy who helped him up when he fell down and sent him home.
After that, every day when he passed by, the little boy will always run over to help him, he asked the little boy how to grind know that he will pass from here, the little boy said he saw him in the balcony, the author was very touched, so he asked him where his home, but the little boy was silent, a slight pause, and then said: Mom said that you can not tell strangers where their homes, the author smiled a little, and then no longer ask.
One day when the little boy sent him home again, he took the specially bought sugar to him to show his gratitude, but the little boy did not take it, just said: Mom said you can not just want strangers things. After saying that, he ran away. The author froze, he thought the little boy is a naive child who does not know how to protect, but the little boy is not so, he knows everything, know how to protect themselves, he will protect themselves very well, but this does not prevent him from helping others.
After reading the article, I have been thinking, nowadays society, people are wearing a layer of indifference coat, because of the hurt. I have to say, now some people use people's kindness as a means of making money, hurt people's hearts, hearts gradually become indifferent, unwilling to help others. But why can't we be like the little boy in the article? Learn to protect themselves is not wrong, just we can not protect themselves at the same time, in the heart to leave some hope, leave a little love?
Love in the heart 14Love in the heart, as long as there is love in the heart, innocence and kindness, even if you reach out a thousand, times ten thousand times, that sweet will not be tired. Voices of the heart to perform in my school, that shocking, shocking level of social performance y moved me, because of love, so we give people with disabilities is not sympathy, more not pity, is not discriminatory care, is love, is the heart of the help.
The deaf-mute brothers and sisters performed the "Thousand Hands of Goddess of Mercy", amazing, but practicing this dance, how much effort is needed? How much sweat? How much blood? How many hardships? Behind their dancing, can we feel the hard work that we cannot understand? Love is all around us, everywhere. The inconspicuous matchbox blows the melody of living, the small brush is lifted by the uncle who lost both arms to write the splendor of life, and the "Thousand Hands of Goddess of Mercy" shows the existence of love in the hard training! Love is not nothing, struggle is not no one can not! Heart touching, I shed tears of happiness, because I never knew the world has countless love. Don't think that with a disability, there is no hope of living, no light in front of you, no love-filled screams in your ears, and eternal despair in your mouth. The sister who sang "The Mouse Loves Rice" was the same height as us, her voice was a child's voice, but she sang so beautifully! The uncle who lost both arms said, "Don't be afraid of disability, look at me, at least I can still write with my mouth, because of disability but my life has become more brilliant!"
The performance of the Voice of the Heart is not only wonderful, but also makes love unparalleled! Love lights up the world, hard work enlightens life! To know that we make happy, love is always in the heart!
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Love in the heart, the soul will no longer be alone, love to bring us, is calm and relaxed; love in the heart, the world will be more wonderful, love to bring the world, is peace and tranquility; love in the heart, life will be bathed in fragrance, love to bring life, is the joy and hope ......
There is love in the heart, there is a love for the motherland. Five thousand years of history called his greatness; 1.3 billion people proved his prosperity. He is a great country - China. I love my motherland, love his brilliant civilization; I love my motherland, love his beauty and wealth; I love my motherland, love his prosperity. The yellow skin is imprinted with the pride of the yellow children, and the melodious Chinese language carries the self-esteem of the descendants of the dragon. In my heart, the word "China" is always the most sacred. I have love in my heart, love my motherland.
There is love in the heart, there is a love for loved ones. The journey of life, thousands of miles, is the loved ones gave us selfless love. If life is a torch, that loved ones is that a cluster of embers, although weak, but still can make our life fire burning. If life is a journey, that loved one is the train that carries us, although ordinary, but can carry us to the end. With love in my heart, I love my loved ones, love their caring eyes, bright smiles and warm hugs.
There is love in the heart, there is a love of life, the love of life, the love of time, the love of all the beauty of the world. The heart is a bouquet of flowers, that love is a fresh fragrance, with our heart bouquet, so that everyone close to us have a feeling of spring breeze, because "the best return on love is to pass".
With love in our hearts, we use our love to raise a beautiful red sun, so that everyone can feel the warmth of love; with love in our hearts, we use our love to build a bright room, so that everyone can feel the presence of hope. Flowers with love in their hearts never wither.