A love in the air.
Love in the air.
Hunger, loneliness...
Whatever it is, the suffering of others is love.
Because I am hungry and sick more than I am lonely, it is love that brings others' hunger and loneliness into mine and my toil.
Giving out a piece of rice that was built with my hard work. it's just over here
You should not offer two or three airs to a person who feels comfortable with one piece of rice. At that moment, the person falls into another pain. In this way, love is like rice in the air.
Love that goes beyond one air now deviates from the orbit of love and becomes idle.
Have I never taken out two or three airs to show my hard work?
Was I not intoxicated with my emotions by saying that I should be sensitive to the pain of others?
A pampering heart means to cherish and cherish that person, in a word, not to act according to my will.
I look back on the times when I may have believed that two breaths of air, three breaths of air are love.
Was it not the language of overflowing love, of abundant blessings, but of curses,
We look back on whether it contained the language of coercion rather than the language of freedom.
When you first loved the person you love,
We need that heart at the time when we practised the love of one air.
Once again, instead of the person, you love, hunger, discomfort...
And it's time to return to the spirit of generosity that happily endured hard work.
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