爱总在某个不知不觉的时候袭来,不知道他是怎样的人,也还想不清为什么要爱他,就爱上了。爱是神秘主义,一种没有逻辑的知觉感应。不爱和爱不一样,很少忽然发生,总有征兆,像一只毛毛虫那样,慢慢齿咬你的爱情树,直到有一天它宣布阵亡。面对突然的“灾难”,你得有救助自己的“处方”。 Love always hit some unknowingly, do not know what kind of person he was, but also wondered why he should love him and fell in love with it. Love is mysticism, a senseless sensation. Do not love and love not the same, rarely happen suddenly, there is always a sign, like a caterpillar, as you bitten your love tree, until one day it announced the death. In the face of a sudden “catastrophe,” you have to save yourself “prescriptions.”