A child is about to get married

A child is about to get married, to her mother, to mention a small problem: "Mom, married I how to grasp love it?"

"Silly boy, love, how can grasp it?" Mother surprised.

Why that love can not be sure? "The girl asked, puzzled.

Cultural listened to the girl's mother, tenderly smiled, then slowly squat Pick up a handful of sand, and sent to the front of her from the ground. The girls found that handful of sand festive, with no loss in the mother's hands, not a little crisp. The mother then forced his hands clenched, sand immediately spilled from between the fingers of the mother's fall. To be the mother and then the handle to open the original handful of sand is running low, round and round shape has long been the weight is flat, no beauty at all.

The girl looked at the sand in the hands of the mother, comprehend nodded.

Original Love is like sand, no need to bother to grasp, the more we want to hold on, but the more likely to lose, lose tolerance and understanding of each other should be kept, the love will become no beauty in the form of.

Everyone wants to he can always have a happy love, then the school with the feelings of a handful of sand to treat their love, cherish, and take advantage of!