Love is subtle

What is love? It's a cup of warm milk that your mother handed over when you were tired Love does not need much vigour and vitality

Last summer, my mother and I came back from my grandmother's house, because it was a long way to go, we needed to take a bus, and we were waiting patiently for the bus The car stopped for a stop, and an old grandpa and an old grandmother came up Grandpa was walking on crutches with a pair of glasses and white hair Both of them were very careful They looked so weak that they couldn't help it The two old men looked forward to whether there were any seats reserved for them, but none When the car started, they wobbled unsteadily Several times, an aunt would help the two old men, but she never gave up her seat The car became more crowded I thought to myself: Whether I should give up my seat or not is a trivial matter, but I have to take a bus to the terminal, how tired it will be to the terminal Then an uncle, not far from the two old men, stood up and said to his grandfather, "Come and take this seat, and I'll get off the bus But the new problem is coming, with only one seat At this time, I hesitated again: "should we give up seats for the two elderly people?" Finally, I got up and said to the old lady, "sit down with me, grandma!" The old woman sat down and said to me, "Thank you, little friend" The uncle stood by me all the time and heard the grandmother's praise Yes, today I just gave up my seat, but I also got the warmth

Each of us should bring warmth to the society and give a little of our love so that the society will not be cold and heartless

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