Top 10 Best Essays on Understanding Women

Beloved daughter!

Beloved, life will be more comfortable and fair to you in many aspects, for you to be happy and extend your youthfulness, listen to and follow your father's advice, my dear daughter!

Beloved, women have always had to endure much suffering since birth, they have to bear the responsibility of being a mother, a wife from the beginning of establishing a family. Gender equality between women and men is never possible, unless that man knows how to give birth. Therefore, my dear, never marry early. Live your youth happily, my dear. Because the time of youth, once gone, will never be regained. In the world, there are many successful women at the age of 60. But if asked whether they are satisfied with their lives? The majority answer is NO. Statistics show that most of them regret not being loved in their youth, not going out, not socializing with friends, not traveling, and not doing what they desire. They were not able to live a true youth.

Beloved daughter! No matter how far your footsteps go, how broad your heart is, if you embrace joy openly, books will broaden your horizons. Books will take you through the lens of knowledge. Do not be obsessed with work, do not marry and have children early. Love, know love, be loved, and cherish what you want to hear. Beloved, learn to treat yourself well. You must know how to cook for yourself because those who love you are not always by your side. The most important thing is that you must have a suitable job. Be proactive in your work, so you can manage your time. Anyway, you will live independently, survive independently. Beloved, when you travel or go far, remember to bring your phone, camera, and pen to take notes. Beautiful things you encounter can be recorded, written, or photographed. Because memories, images, and emotions never repeat themselves, my dear.

Beloved, your home doesn't have to be spacious and luxurious if you're not wealthy. But you must have a room of your own, even if it's very small. It will be a place for you to calm down in the storm. Avoid quarrels and anger with anyone. It will help you avoid going out in anger and being harmed or taken advantage of by bad people. It's a place for you to find peace in your soul, where you can hide or let go of negative emotions. Beloved, you must study well, acquire knowledge, and your life will be beautiful, happy, and fulfilled. Knowledge will help you live your experiences not only through yourself but also through the experiences of others. Beloved, you must learn to drive, whether it's a bicycle, a motorbike, or a car if you have one. You will not have to rely on anyone, whether it's your husband or anyone else. This will help you be comfortable and independent anytime, anywhere. It will help you go wherever you want without relying on anyone. It will help you save time for yourself.

Beloved daughter! Even if your life doesn't go as you wish, never collapse, don't blame fate. Don't resent, don't cry even if the sky falls. It will not hurt those who love you. Stay calm, accept and get used to it. Only your own reason will help you stand up. Whatever happens, be kind and righteous. Only then will the heavens support you with love from the Divine. Because goodness attracts goodness.

Beloved daughter! And finally, I want to remind you of something very important. Remember to take good care of your health, love yourself, and treat yourself kindly. Drink plenty of water every day, exercise every day. Eat moderately. Health is everything. Because in this world, people often earn more money than they need for living. Don't wait until you're old to spend money on medical treatment. Regret, lamenting the passing of your youth... Everyone only has 24 hours a day. Today will never regain yesterday's time and precious things, my dear. Beloved! Remember what I told you, as well as always love your parents, those who gave birth to you, my daughter!

Your parents always love you! Be the daughter who lives happily, joyfully, is useful to society, and beneficial to the family, my dear! This life will be comfortable and fair to you always.

10/1/2021
Lê Minh.

A daughter is like a flower... A gentle, tender flower... A vibrant, fragrant flower... A fragile flower that aches...

A young woman is like a blossoming flower, fresh, beautiful, full of life. The wind of love rushes in, sweeping the young woman away, living in the fluttering sensation of magical breaths, even sweeter. The world of love lifts the soul of the young lady. They want to build a world of their own love. They are excited about plans for a “home and children”... They are fortunate to follow the call of love... As the dawn blooms, radiant and dazzling on the wedding ring on their finger, they suddenly realize: they must leave the home that has been their companion since childhood...

“Grown-up girls must marry
Why cry, stay silent...

(Nguyễn Bính)

The mother suppresses her tears and smiles at her daughter, showing her that she is fine, encouraging her to walk her own path... Then, when the last guests leave the wedding, the discarded flowers lie sadly on the carpet, scattered along the grassy shore or strewn across the yard... causing the mother's heart to ache! Her daughter has left the embrace, soaring into an uncertain sky, uncertain whether it will bring peace or storms... Is her daughter's heart strong and brave enough to face these challenges? The mother's heart aches...

The young woman removes her wedding dress and sits quietly in a strange space. In an instant, she remembers her parents and tears well up. A new life is welcoming her. She will be alone... There will be no petty quarrels... She must be stronger... It's just the beginning...

Until pregnancy and childbirth, the young woman becomes even more empathetic to her mother's feelings and sacrifices. The saying “only after having children do you understand your parents” now makes sense; the love is now clear, specific!

The older a woman gets, the more she yearns to visit her parents. She strokes her mother's thinning hair and feels a pang of sadness... Oh, that thick, dark hair of yesteryears, now finding only a few strands of silver. The wrinkles grow deeper... The woman suddenly wishes to return to the childhood years, to bury her face in the cool, fragrant hair, to be cradled in loving arms... to hear the scolding and love... The woman hides all her worries and sadness, laughs and jokes to reassure her parents. When she returns home, her mother has prepared everything. It's a bundle of care, from the laden persimmons on the porch, the homegrown vegetables, to the ready-made chicken... Sometimes, it's a package of sweets for the grandchildren... The daughter accepts everything with tearful gratitude. It's not about the material value of the gifts, but the love and care her mother pours into them, the love for the daughter who has married... The daughter labeled as the “lost daughter” doesn't offer any explanations. Yes, she's “lost”... lost in her mother's worries... Yes, she's “lost” in her mother's love... Lost in the spiritual values that enrich life. One day, when the white clouds return to the sky, the daughter wonders where she's “lost”...

In the afternoon, standing in the backyard
Gazing at the hometown, mother's heartache fills the nine skies...

For hundreds, even thousands of years, a daughter's heartache remains as intense as ever. When a daughter matures and can understand her mother's heart, she becomes the one who soothes her mother's worries, the haven where her child can find peace...

Phuong Thao

In July, the intense summer sun still lingers, wandering through the streets, clinging to shoulders, coloring the trees, soaking in the sweat of those struggling to make a living. In July, people long for the hurried rain showers to soothe the oppressive heat, discomfort, and chaos of life.

Despite the busyness of July, the mother feels content, infinitely happy because also in July, 20 years ago, she welcomed her beloved little princess. Her daughter entered this world on a July day, a special coincidence as her daughter's birthday coincides with hers - the 11th of July.

She remembers the July night from the past vividly. From the moment she felt the aching pain in her belly accompanied by signs of impending childbirth, both her and her husband couldn't sleep, tossing and turning until 5 in the morning when her husband hastily drove her to the hospital. After a day and night of agonizing labor pains, exactly at 4:30 in the morning the next day, her daughter came into the world. Pure joy erupted. All exhaustion and pain vanished. The tiny angel of her mother weighed 3.7 kg, chubby and adorable. Her black hair and eyebrows were a sight to behold. Her tiny mouth was irresistibly cute. The entire space seemed to awaken with thousands of radiant sunflowers. Thank you for coming into my life. You were born healthy. The mother's worries during the early stages of pregnancy, the excessive morning sickness, constant vomiting, and the need for intravenous fluids, were all relieved. From then on, the mother had a new companion. The mother and daughter have been together, loving each other unconditionally until now and forever, right?

Every meal, every sleep, every step, every milestone of her daughter's growth, the mother has been there to care for her, to protect her. Since their house was small, when her daughter turned 12 months old, the mother sent her to daycare. Though still a baby, her daughter was very well-behaved. On days when her mother took her to school early, even before any teachers arrived except for the security guard, her daughter urged her to leave for school, sitting there waiting for her teacher. How adorable! Her daughter loved music, singing, dancing, and drawing. She was diligent, often being chosen by teachers to distribute food, arrange pillows, and distribute items to her classmates. Every weekend, her daughter eagerly awaited the certificate for being a good girl to show her mother. For 5 years in kindergarten, 5 years in elementary school, the mother and daughter were inseparable. Her daughter was the sweetest, most comforting love of her mother.

The memories of her daughter's childhood sparkle beside her, glittering like millions of stars in the sky. The mother loved to dress her daughter in frilly dresses, loved watching her run around, her hair swaying like fluffy clouds. The mother loved to kiss her daughter's cheeks, her forehead every night before she slept. The mother loved watching her daughter sleep, admiring her chubby cheeks, her long, lovely eyelashes!

Understanding her mother's love, her daughter didn't let her down in nurturing and teaching. The 12 years of her daughter's schooling were a beautiful time, made even more meaningful by the academic achievements, the training her daughter had achieved, bringing joy, pride to her parents, teachers, and loved ones.

Looking back, her daughter is now 20 years old. Taller, fairer, prettier than her mother; smarter too! Everyone says she has inherited the best traits of her parents. Fortunately, “Being better than one's father brings good fortune”!

Time flies so fast, her daughter has become a young woman. Leaving her mother's embrace, she goes to study at a university far from home, starting to get used to independent life. No longer able to be with her daughter every day like before, but her mother always follows her, cares for her, looks after her. Her mother believes her daughter is knowledgeable enough, smart enough, stable enough to face the many difficulties and challenges ahead in life.

Her mother may not have gold or silver, possessions to give to her daughter, but her mother has devoted her youth and the rest of her time to love and care for her daughter. The treasure her mother wants her daughter to accept and live well, gracefully in this life is compassion, forgiveness, a sense of responsibility, enthusiasm, and passion for work, determination and resilience. Will her daughter be able to do it?

The age of 20 is full of youthful energy. The age of dreams, plans, past, present, and future achievements. This is the best time to learn, to accumulate knowledge, life skills as luggage for the journey ahead. People say: “Youth is the most beautiful film of one's life,” my dear daughter, be strong, cherish time to do meaningful things for yourself, for this beautiful life!

Throughout her life, her mother will always love her daughter! You are my mother's only treasure! I love you so much, my dear!

Doan Hanh

My dear, don't stay sad like this forever. Don't live in pain and hurt because someone left you. You're still young, there's plenty of joy ahead, and there are many people waiting for you out there.

I know you've been hurt because you loved deeply. You saw them as your whole life, you gave them your heart and soul so that when they left, you felt like you lost everything. Now, all that's left in you is disappointment and disillusionment. Your first love, once pure and innocent, now seems like a cruel joke. You've become afraid to love, afraid that days of togetherness will suddenly turn into lonely walks, afraid of the days and nights spent together, today you're alone in this world, afraid that the sweet words of love that once intoxicated you now become bitter. You're afraid of everything about love, afraid that someone will come promising a lifetime of love, only to push you into pain and suffering, afraid that you'll drown in love, abandoning reason and giving all your trust and feelings to someone only to be abandoned. You're scared, so you no longer want to love anyone else, you're scared, so you've closed your heart tightly.

But my dear, don't rush, life is still long, you'll meet many people along the way, so why give up everything for someone who didn't appreciate you, who turned away from those who were willing to sacrifice for you. Don't be sad anymore, you're still young, if you stumble once, you'll get up again, if you're hurt once, you'll become stronger. Don't torment yourself by holding onto a love that's broken. Love, like shattered glass, the more you hold onto it, the more it hurts you. Let go of a love that's dead and start anew, don't let days of pain haunt you for a lifetime.

You have to believe that there are many people who love you in this life, many people who stand there waiting for you, just turn back. You have to believe that someone who took your heart and soul will also have someone by your side willing to give you their heart and their whole life. The end is not the end, the end of this relationship is for you to start another, better and happier one. This person left so that someone else could come and love and appreciate you more. Believe that someone will come to you with their sincere love to heal every wound in your heart. Don't be afraid of getting hurt again, no one can be hurt forever in life, except by their own will.

Throw away the dark days and tears, regain your happiness and stand up. Throw away the days of deceit and betrayal, be more rational, trust yourself, trust others again. Let go of all the love you once had, the sweet days together, the warm laughter tucked away in a corner of memory because now those things are just your past. You still have to live and move forward, so cheer up and open your heart. Open your heart and feel that life outside is still bright and beautiful beyond measure. Open your heart and love, my dear, love life, love yourself, and give the one who quietly loves you a chance.

Love is over, don't regret
Be happy, let go of all worries
Don't cling to broken days forever
Open your heart to feel life
Open your heart so you can see
There's still someone standing there waiting for you.

Vi Ha

I rush out of the house, the gentle breeze blowing strongly against me. Suddenly, I feel an immense lightness in my heart. Perhaps when nothing matters anymore, humans become like this. Like the lines of introspection written for oneself, penned for the introverted and reserved girls. I let out a sigh, feeling the vague emotions swirling within me.

Maybe I'm still afraid, unsure of why, it's been the same for so long. Still enclosing myself in a shell, hiding deep within it. But deep down, I still long to confide, to converse, to have a tight embrace. Just that alone is enough to lighten my burden.

Pain is the result of accumulating disappointments. It's when someone's ego becomes too big. It's when there's no room for bravery. Perhaps when one is too hurt, they choose silence. Because with too much hurt, one becomes indifferent to the world. So silence is the inevitable result of indifference.

Girls, youth is fleeting. Think less, don't hurt yourself.

Let go of it all, try once to do what you love, go where you want to go. Then confess to the one you love, many or few, it doesn't matter. Before youth fades away. Let go of the ego, share with everyone. Smile more, because I once told myself, perhaps I'm only the most beautiful when I smile. So I make myself smile every day.

On the paths we've walked, there are countless new colors. Don't always keep your eyes down, my girls. Have the courage to look up to the sky. Look at it. Smile at those who pass through our lives, even if they're just passersby. Let's hope to leave something behind in each other's lives.

Happiness or suffering is all up to oneself, two different paths lead to two different destinations. Everyone wants happiness but who brings it? Life is sometimes like that. Just turning away a bit, happiness slips away.

They say, when you stop feeling inferior about yourself, you'll meet someone who is wholeheartedly with you. Stand up, my girls, embracing all the happiness towards yourselves. Hug tightly, don't be weak anymore, because that's how life is.

Don't give up, only to be hurt again.

Hoai Thu

Women are inherently fragile, easily hurt, prone to melancholy, and sensitive. Despite their outward strength, deep within their souls, moments of uncertainty and wandering always exist. Girls are naturally melancholic. For love, for affection, for infatuation, and for investing too much emotion into a relationship...

Once you meet your first love, once you accidentally fall in love with someone. Then you're intoxicated with passion, you love as if you've never been loved before, you pour out your thoughts and feelings to them; you dream of a beautiful future together, only to receive one day, out of the blue, a message from them: 'Let's break up, babe!' and all communication ceases. You're shocked and disheartened, scouring through countless old messages and memories to see what you did wrong, what mistake you made to deserve the breakup. You're in agony and cry incessantly from one day to the next, even though you don't know who's at fault in this relationship, who deserves the blame. You torment yourself for someone who no longer cares for you, losing the inherent dignity, the noble beauty of a woman.

My friend often consoles me after each breakup: 'Do you think he's worth your suffering like this?' At that moment, I say nothing, just a painful smile. 'If everything could be so easy, I wouldn't be like this.' That pain doesn't just go away, no matter how hard you try, it will still be there. One pain may not necessarily have to go through a second time, but we will always remember it. One pain, just once, but we have to go through a long journey afterward to heal the deep wounds in our souls.

If one day you, like me, thought that the heartache had passed, that pain had faded away, suddenly bumping into that person again in a bookstore, a movie theater. They're walking hand in hand with another girl or just passing through the places where you once went, where you once were, that pain throbs again, as if reminding you, reminding you that you've suffered so much for someone, almost done something foolish. For me, such memories will toughen me, I will be stronger for the next love and allow myself to be more mature in choosing my life partner.

There are times when I, like you, also want to love someone else, want to once again immerse myself in the sweet taste of love. Alone on the single bed in the middle of the night, I allow myself to sink into a jumble of thoughts. I look up at the sky, trying to smile to hold back the tears: 'I'm scared. I'm afraid of experiencing that pain again, afraid of being hurt again. I'm afraid that someone will betray me again, I'm afraid that I will have to remember the pain of being abandoned forever.'

I've met many girls who, after breaking up, cried bitterly, and the next day were hand in hand with another guy. To those around, they might say that girl is flirtatious. But for myself, I admire those people. They're truly strong to forget the pain and start a new love.

I asked my older sister: 'How can you forget him so quickly, how can you forget that pain so quickly?' She laughed and said to me: 'That's just the appearance, just the shell I created to cover up the pain, to cover up the wound inside. If you keep drowning in pain, keep remembering it without trying to forget it, it will follow you for the rest of your life.'

Don't harm yourself, girl! No matter how deep the wound is, time will heal it. Once emotions fade, don't cling to them, don't hold onto the past only to lose the chance for yourself in the present. Rise strong, and life will smile at you because you deserve to be happy.

Happiness is not the destination, but happiness itself is what you contribute on the journey to conquer love!

Pham Long Thuyen

On the bustling streets, couples stroll hand in hand, whispering sweet nothings to each other. You're wandering alone. The dazzling and glamorous city overwhelms you. That girl has been through storms, witnessed many painful farewells, with tears, pain, and the smiles and happiness of many. She is a pure girl, who enjoys admiring the sunrise every morning, loves eating delicious food, and hopes someone will come by her side. But, it seems so difficult for her because witnessing scenes of love parting, being deceived and betrayed... makes her lose faith in love!

Some people ask if she has ever loved deeply, ever given trust, wholehearted love? The answer is yes. She loved someone so deeply that she lost herself, the sorrows, the pains buried deep in her heart. Perhaps because she was just seen as a replacement, just out of pity, why lament over a love that didn't have a beautiful outcome. I write for her and for myself, the confessions of young girls. Maybe she and I are different in everything, but we are both passionate young girls, living emotionally vulnerable lives and when hurt, difficult to heal. Almost like time has passed, hasn't it? Fifteen years flew by quickly, are you sad? Sad, because everyone has someone they love beside them, right? Oh dear, fate hasn't arrived yet, the happiness of your life is still waiting for you somewhere. Just live well, smile at life, go through lonely days and inadvertently someone will be attracted, enchanted by your beauty. You shine like the sun, gentle like dusk, and strong and resilient like a cactus in the desert.

Do you know why?

You like spring, always looking forward to a happy spring. Only the cold winter remains, a hug that makes us warmer. Hands weave flowers and leaves, drawing a story of our own. A flower bud blooms, shy and timid, Someone unintentionally comes and breaks the flower. The flower withers, unable to stretch out to welcome tomorrow's sun.

Sometimes, this heart of stone and iron yearns for love, someone's care. But then, realizing no one is beside us. Then I'll love myself, a smile shining without fear of anyone, on sad days the sun sets by the window. The little bird sings a welcoming song, the pot of flowers in the garden blooms with fragrance. A little clumsiness, melancholy, laziness won't bother anyone. The small room and the comfortable bed gently soothe all the fatigue in me. I like to wander alone, do things I like when alone. Stepping on the street and accidentally stepping into a small bookstore. Quickly picking up a book, reading each line attentively with some chill music playing.

Time will pass, those stories will just be forgotten. No one can remember the old pain, nor will anyone always remember the beautiful memories. No matter how beautiful, they will fade away with time. We humans are the same. We'll grow up, mature, and then grow old. That cycle repeats endlessly. If we can understand, accept the truth, surely life will be less painful, and more joyful and happier.

Promises to the end of the horizon, vows of sincerity await who remembers who forgets. They will know by themselves when night falls. The world changes, people's hearts change too. We know what is necessary, best for ourselves. Selfishness, calculation is their choice. We also can't live for anyone else. Just one more time, I hope you persist, patiently await the rainbow after the rain waiting for you. One day not far away, the peace and happiness you decide.

Even if tomorrow, no one takes you home, then bring an umbrella to shelter yourself, to feel you're not alone!

You are a dry cactus, but with a warm, sincere heart like the sun. And you are unique, incomparable.

Pham Thuy Loan

Walking alone on an unfamiliar deserted street, as dusk approaches, the chill in the air makes one feel unusually lonely, and she feels it too. She's lonely for reasons she can't quite grasp. She loves what's happening around her, always smiling at everyone around her, having friends by her side to share,... yet, she still feels lonely.

A day for her is merely confined to a small room with piles of papers from work that need her attention, occasionally chatting with colleagues before heading home to another small room. She feels her life confined within the rules of existence, and perhaps, nothing changes, graduate, work, start a family, then grow old, like a law of nature. Looking up at the vast evening sky, the tiny birds gradually disappear from her sight, they're free, free in their own way, while she, is bound by too many constraints. She has a family like any other, cared for like any other child, but she has to live by her strict rules. It's true, when people see something precious, suddenly they want to hold onto it forever, not wanting it to leave even for a second. She's also a precious thing in the hands of her parents, so they keep her close, unable to let her go far from their reach. It means, whether she wants to or not, she has to come home on time, go wherever she has permission, and make friends only with approval. However, she's not an object, she has thoughts, feelings, moments of happiness, sadness, anger that need someone to understand. She spoke to her parents about those things. They didn't accept. She fell silent, and since then she didn't bother mentioning those emotions to her family. She's lonely within her own beloved family.

She whispers to other friends. They grunt and bury their heads in their phones. The gatherings with her friends seem to fade, she and they seem to only exchange a few words then everyone is glued to their phones. She sighs with boredom. She remembers when she was a poor student unable to afford a phone, only the richest could buy a phone to call home. Therefore, every gathering was joyous, there were so many stories to tell that she thought she couldn't finish them in a day. Studying together in high school, being close friends for nearly ten years, graduating each going their separate ways, meeting again happy and sad, no one wanted to leave each other. Yet now, it seems like no one cares about each other anymore. Perhaps the frequent gatherings make people tired of each other? Or simply, technology distances her and them? A few times like that, she doesn't show up with her friends anymore. And no one asks why she's absent. She feels abandoned. Truly abandoned by the friends she thought only they understood her.

And then he appears. She thought he was someone she could rely on, someone who would sit for hours just to listen to what's been accumulating day by day in her heart. But no, he always wants her to care for him, wants her to spend all day texting him, wants her to listen to him talk about work, about colleagues, about family, about friends pursuing him,... They broke up. She's left alone once again. She doesn't blame him, because that's what he wants to say to the girl next to him, only she can't meet what he needs. He always blames her. He becomes a burden on her heart. She gives up, afraid to love to return to herself, to her lonely self.

Closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, opening her eyes, her life will continue like this. She wants to find a place far away, where people and people are not so distant from each other. There, people will listen to each other, share joys and sorrows, worries. There, there will be lively conversations about life. There will be warm, happy, and cheerful meals. A place where people have no constraints. But she knows, that's just a dream.

She has to live with the present and the constraints that she can't abandon for her whole life, including family, friends, colleagues. She keeps smiling, keeps laughing at the present, and keeps living well with what she has. Perhaps, a little of what she should do will make everything brighter. Keep going, little girl!


Hồng Vân

Why cling to someone who has heartlessly abandoned us?

In this love, you see me as a drop of water in the vast ocean. While I foolishly see you as the universe...

We've been through over 700 days of love together. Remembering the beginning, I was so happy to have you by my side. Friends, family, everyone was jealous. Even I couldn't believe it but still tried my best to nurture and ignite this love story.

704 days of love are the days I lived fully with our love, I burned myself out for the love of my youth. Up to now, I still have no regrets, no feelings of remorse for dedicating the most beautiful time of my youth to bond with you - someone who has never seen me as everything.

Perhaps, in love, the loser is the one who loved too much. It's only because of love that you've been cold to me, only because of the word love that you've been strict with me. You create pressure on me only hoping that our love has a future, hoping that our love can blossom. Do you think I believe in those things?

Loving me but gradually becoming cold, gradually drifting away from me, gradually becoming indifferent to me, gradually lacking respect for me. Why, in that relationship, am I always the one actively caring, why should I wait for that girl to take care of me. Why should all understanding and compassion come from the heart of a girl...

When people want to receive something, they try to give it. So why let her distribute love alone while you don't know how to appreciate what you have. Do you think I can accept all those actions, all those words?

Do you know that all worries, all pressures are something I try to overcome alone, all joys and sorrows in life I accept on my own. I've tried countless times, shed countless tears to keep our love alive. But have you ever wondered how much you've tried for me?

How much have I sacrificed, how much have I silently endured and nurtured, yet our feelings are no longer as full as before.

And then that day came. 'I'll stop here, darling, I'm tired!' I said, but my heart was silent. Days of pain, days without you, I passed through alone...

Girl, just live lightly, calmly, and never strain yourself to forget or strain yourself to hold onto something that doesn't belong to you. In love, there is no right or wrong, no victory or defeat, the promises of yesterday now like the wind blowing away to some distant horizon where we don't even know.

It's not that we're not good enough, nor that I'm not beautiful enough, sympathy and understanding, we have them in abundance, but in the end, that step still leaves. A girl's beauty, knowledge, or personality is not the decisive factor in a relationship. Only when they need us do they stay, but when they're no longer eager, no matter how good a girl is, how intelligent she is, how compassionate and understanding she is, they all become meaningless.

Even if a girl is weak to the extreme, deep down in her heart she still needs a little strength. Don't torture yourself, stop living with the past. When that happiness has left you, never cling anymore. Because if their heart wants to stay, no force can pull them away.

We have the chance to meet, have the fate to love each other but we have no debt to be together forever. The one who leaves is the end of fate, in this life we owe each other nothing. Thank you for coming, also grateful for leaving.

Goodbye, my first love!

'You brought a refreshing breeze to my heart. Then you left, leaving a shattered sky within me. These days, since the day you took my heart away, do you know how much I've suffered? I bury myself in old memories named after you. I hide under the warm blanket, yet I still feel icy because you took away my sunshine. Leaving me with a whole winter of ice, a heart frozen and withered. And so, I lock myself in a small room with my own intense sadness.'

Nothing in this life lasts forever. And love is no exception! It comes and goes. Meeting inevitably leads to parting. Therefore, if there's a reason why we break up with someone we once saw as everything, perhaps that's something unavoidable. Life, who can predict what will happen to us. But perhaps the most painful thing isn't the breakup with someone we once loved, but rather that we may not be able to stand up after that fall.

We fear love, we fear our hearts bleeding once again. And so, we lock ourselves in memories we should forget. Or delude ourselves that it was just a dream, that everything will return to normal one day. But no, that's the truth, a heartbreaking truth that you have to accept, have to courageously face.

Some people have confided that they're afraid to love after a heartbreak. They're not willing to enter into any relationship. They fear stepping on their own broken pieces again. Better to be alone than to allow anyone to trample on love or hurt them again. They shut the door to their hearts and think no one can reach them. They lock themselves in a heart crisis. They always carry a sadness named after their ex-lover. And they just keep circling in that maze with no way out. A pain always lingering in the heart that seems like just a slight touch could make that wound bleed.

But girl! We exist in this world not to be sad, not to remember an unforgettable past! You have to live a truly happy, optimistic life, have to embrace new relationships and seek happiness for yourself because fundamentally, humans are born to be happy.

You have to stand up and seek happiness for yourself! Even if your heart has too many wounds or has been eroded over the years, you still have to step forward bravely! You have to put your faith in this life, in the person you choose, and above all, put your faith in yourself! Be ready to open up and embrace new relationships for yourself. Then life will reward you with deserving happiness.

No one always locks themselves in pain! No one lives a lifetime alone just because they're afraid to love! That's just pessimism about life, pessimism about love, or pessimism about the relationships around us. But you! If you live without faith, then we will live a wasted life! So just love one more time! Just love one more time.

We won't regret stumbling again, but we will truly regret if we don't follow the voice of our hearts. Wipe away the lingering tears, let go of the painful past to allow yourself to love one more time. Put on a new outfit, put on some lipstick, and be ready to embrace a new love for yourself.

Surely then you will be happy. There will be a sturdy shoulder for you to lean on when tired. There will be a peaceful place for you to return to. There will be someone who loves you more than yourself. Then you will be peaceful through storms. Hey girl! Give yourself another chance to love, okay!

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