Beautiful Sentences about Love for Essay Writing
(1) Love is the spring rain that nourishes the young grass breaking through the soil; love is the summer thunder that brings the beautifully moving rainbow.
(2) Aging is not the rival of true love. With true love, she (he) will always be young and beautiful in her lover's eyes.
(3) What is love? Love is the harbor you need when you are adrift; what is love? Love is the embrace you need when you are cold; what is love? Love is the most vibrant star in the vast universe.
(4) Love is a lamp that illuminates others and warms oneself. With a heart full of love on the journey, one's life will always be filled with love. Love is a very beautiful human emotion, like flowers blooming, beautifying others while bearing fruit for oneself.
(5) The highest level of love is to love others; the greatest level of love is to love the world.
(6) On one side of the scale, place love, and on the other side, only place life.
(7) Love is the most complex emotion, but it can also be the simplest; love is enduring patience, but it may also tolerate not even a speck of dust. Love begins with selfishness and ends with sacrifice; it starts with self-love and ends with loving others... Love often begins impulsively and passionately, becoming more reserved over time. Thus, some describe love as wine, which becomes purer with age. Of course, wine can also turn into vinegar, which is the worst outcome, because "love" has "hate" as its neighbor.
(8) Only through love can life be sustained and developed.
(9) True love is not about constant companionship, but rather the mutual admiration and emotional fusion between two souls.
(10) The root of poetry is love, and the deeper the love, the deeper the roots grow.
(11) Love is human nature; love is the power of society; love is the source of life. Without love, humans are like beasts; without love, society is dark; without love, the world is desolate. Love has flowed from ancient times to today and forever, coursing through our hearts and every person's blood.
(12) Love is just a simple flower that blooms in the heart. If you force decorations upon it, it only makes the flower more artificial. The more you add, the worse it looks, until it becomes unrecognizable, no longer resembling love at all.
(13) Choosing universal love means choosing to care for people and things around us with a heart full of love, choosing to dedicate our entire hearts to the love of life and gratitude towards the world.
(14) Love is the pearl in the mouth of an oyster, a miracle that arises after enduring numerous hardships without regret.
(15) "Love" is the essence of all things, the soul of humanity, and with "love," there is a world. "Love" is pure, needing to be cultivated with sincerity; "love" is limitless, unrestricted by gender, age, or race; "love" is fragile, tolerating no falsehood; "love" is healthy, able to withstand the trials of wind and rain; "love" is eternal, willing to transform into butterflies as proof; "love" is the sea, appearing calm on the surface yet containing countless storms and dangers within.
(16) Love without promises leaves one shivering. It's like someone having many logs of wood around them, but without a flame in their heart, they cannot ignite and remain cold. That small flame might just be our true love.
(17) Love always comes at a cost. There is no cheap love, no discarded love, no love found randomly on the street; otherwise, it would surely be counterfeit love. Harm is an inseparable part of the price of love. Consider: when loving, there's always the possibility of being overlooked, the possibility of rejection, the possibility of receiving no return... And obtaining love is merely one among countless possibilities.
(18) Love is the scenery on the road of life; you can only admire it carefully but cannot fantasize about possessing it forever.
[The Tenderness of Water]
When Tan Sitong decided to dedicate his life to China's progressive cause, to avoid implicating his family, he wrote a letter in imitation of his father's tone harshly criticizing himself for being disloyal and unfilial. This was done so that the Qing court would not implicate his father during future investigations. Each time I read this detail, I am deeply moved. At the time, Tan Sitong's father, Tan Jixun, was the governor of Hubei Province, holding a first-class rank. After Tan Sitong's execution, Tan Jixun received lenient punishment and retired early back to his hometown. One day, as he passed by his daughter-in-law Li Run's room, he heard her crying inside due to missing her deceased husband. Hearing the cries, the elderly man stopped to console her: "Daughter-in-law, do not grieve. Despite my status as a first-class official of the court, my son's position in history will far surpass mine!" Reading this, I am delighted by the elder's clear understanding, and I am deeply moved by Li Run's devotion. Li Run was the daughter of a wealthy family and a well-educated, gentle, and considerate wife. She and her husband had a wonderful relationship, and several years after her husband's execution, Li Run passed away due to melancholy.
[The Posture of Life]
A couple and their one-year-old child were trapped on a snow-covered mountain amid sudden winds. Time ticked by, and the child needed feeding repeatedly. With each feeding, the wife's body temperature dropped further on the five-thousand-meter-high mountain battered by wind and snow. The wife repeated the normally simple act of breastfeeding, now an arduous task. Her life diminished with each feeding. Three days later, the great mother had frozen into a statue, still maintaining the posture of breastfeeding. Her son, nurtured by her life, slept peacefully in his father's arms, rosy-cheeked and tranquil. An ordinary posture, infused with the love of life, can become grand and reach eternity.
[Schubert's Serenade]
Suffering from the pain of a broken heart, Schubert resolved never to fall in love again and never married. He even said he would stop composing. However, one day, a friend came to Schubert with a little poem, asking him to compose music for it. This poem was written by the friend for a girl's birthday. Unable to resist the request or unwilling to abandon his love for music, Schubert composed music for the poem. Satisfied with the song, the friend invited Schubert to play it. As Schubert played the piece in his friend's living room, humming softly, he realized it was a love song. Initially, he hadn't fully grasped its meaning while composing. But playing it now stirred memories of past loves. The song ended, yet Schubert remained seated at the piano, tears welling up in his eyes. After a long pause, he said, "I didn't realize how beautiful this song was." This was the famous "Serenade."
Love is tolerance and understanding; love makes our lives and our society better. Sometimes love means responsibility. Love is broad, not only loving oneself, family, and friends, but also loving society and all humanity. The power of love is far stronger than hate.
Quotations:
- Respect my elders and extend that respect to others' elders; cherish my young and extend that cherishing to others' young. [Warring States Period] Mencius
- Love is the seed of virtue. [Italy] Dante
- Gently knock with compassion, and even the heaviest iron gate will open. [England] Shakespeare
- Love is the second sun of nature. [America] Chapman
- Love, neither altered by circumstances nor erased by time. [England] Browning
- The greatest secret of morality is love. [England] Shelley
- Love conquers all. [Switzerland] Hill Taylor
- Where the flower of love blooms, life flourishes. [Netherlands] Van Gogh
- Love is another name for understanding. [India] Tagore
Classic Materials:
- Desire can extinguish love (Cao Zhi's Seven-Step Poem)
- Cao Cao died at the age of 66 due to recurring illness. After Cao Cao's death, Prince Cao Pi inherited his titles as Wei King and Prime Minister, controlling all imperial powers. Upon ascending the throne, Cao Pi was informed that his brother, Linzi Hou Cao Zhi, frequently drank and cursed people, detaining envoys sent by Cao Pi. Cao Pi immediately dispatched messengers to Linzi to arrest Cao Zhi and bring him back to Ye Cheng for questioning. Both Cao Pi and Cao Zhi were sons of Cao Cao and Empress Bian Taihou. Cao Cao was not only a politician and military strategist but also a literary figure. His sons, Cao Pi and Cao Zhi, excelled in poetry and prose, known in literary history as the "Three Caos." Cao Zhi showed extraordinary intelligence from a young age. By his teens, he had read many books and could write exceptional articles. Cao Cao admired Cao Zhi's remarkable talent and considered making him crown prince multiple times, but opposition from some ministers prevented it. Cao Pi feared instability in his position and devised ways to please Cao Cao. With support from attendants praising Cao Pi, Cao Cao gradually changed his preference for Cao Zhi. Even after becoming emperor, Cao Pi harbored jealousy towards Cao Zhi. Seizing this opportunity, he arrested Cao Zhi, intending to punish him with death. Their mother, Empress Bian Taihou, intervened, pleading with Cao Pi to forgive Cao Zhi for the sake of their brotherhood.
Cao Pi summoned Cao Zhi and demanded he compose a poem within seven steps, sparing his life if successful. Cao Zhi thought briefly, then began walking, reciting line by line: "Boiling beans with bean stalks, the beans cry in the pot. We are of the same root, why boil each other so urgently?" Feeling guilty, Cao Pi released Cao Zhi.
Harmony in Ideals Deepens Love (Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng)
Li Qingzhao, the outstanding female poet of the Song Dynasty, and Zhao Mingcheng, the epigraphist, were a harmonious and loving couple. They jointly appreciated paintings and calligraphy, edited ancient texts, and composed poems and lyrics together, sharing immense affection. To gather materials, the couple economized greatly. Zhao Mingcheng saved his salary as governor to purchase famous paintings and antiques, bronze vessels, stone drums, and inscriptions. Back home, they compiled catalogs and studied together. With Li Qingzhao's support and assistance, Zhao Mingcheng wrote a 30-volume work titled "Jinshi Lu."
After Zhao Mingcheng's untimely death, Li Qingzhao was deeply saddened. When "Jinshi Lu" was published, she wrote a preface. Today, reading this preface still evokes the couple's deep love.
There is a vast ocean, which is the bosom of the mother; there is a pure land, which is the heart of the mother. Facing the familiar and kind face, you often see the mother's smile through tears.
Countless times I have picked up my pen, but I've never dared to write those two words - I fear that no matter how I try, I cannot express deeply, comprehensively, and thoroughly enough about the most beloved person in my life.
I remember when I was little, my mother went to study music elsewhere. Every time she returned, the whole family was as happy as celebrating the New Year. I once naively clung to her, saying, "Why do you come back only once a month? Can you come back every week?" Hearing this, she sighed lightly. From then on, she actually came back every week. Years later, mentioning this incident, she smiled and said, "Until now, I still remember how you followed the car, crying out, 'Mom, mom, I want mom... My heart broke. All the tears in my life seem to have been shed at that time!"
Growing up, I finally understood that at the time, her monthly salary was only 28 yuan and 7 jiao, and the three-yuan bus ticket allowed her to return for her beloved daughter, eating simply with pickles brought from home. Knowing how important the voice is for a musician, I can't imagine how much cold water my mother drank to preserve her sweet singing voice. I think of her always smiling on TV. Yet, I clearly feel the bitterness in her heart.
Without being a mother, one can never know how difficult it is to be a mother, especially a single mother. Often hearing people say, "Children miss their mothers and cry, mothers miss their children and ache." That uncontrollable longing! At that moment, a salty liquid flows straight to the place called "heart."
After starting university, my mother and I lived apart. One evening, I accidentally dialed her number. It rang once and connected. In the phone, she seemed very tense, repeatedly asking, "What's wrong? Is something happening?" I laughed and told her the truth, explaining it was a misdial, and asked why her phone was still on so late. She quietly replied, "I thought of you and couldn't sleep, wanting to call you but afraid it would disturb your rest..."
My eyes stung with tears, and I couldn't help but cry. In the dead of night, you secretly cried and silently shed tears, missing your distant daughter yet fearing to disturb her rest. You always left the most beautiful smile for me, hiding your longing and tears deep inside.
Involuntarily, I recalled the scene when school started. I teasingly asked her if she missed me, and she smiled, saying, "Why should I miss you? To make me upset?" At that moment, she must have had the courage to conceal her unbearable reluctance. Mother, who can tell you, a woman needs to be brave to be strong?!
I ask myself: In the middle of the night, whose phone should I call? Whose phone should I keep on? There's only one answer: Mom.
For my mother, I dare not talk about repaying kindness; I only wish to say: Mom, letting you smile happily is the most important thing in my life.
And I want to tell all my friends: There is someone using her field of love to plant your delicious dishes, exchanging her lifetime of hard work for your happy tickets, even if loneliness and solitude accompany her, her kind face still wears a tearful smile...
2. Maternal Love
The greatest love in the world is undoubtedly maternal love. Who would take care of us day and night when we're sick and worry about us? Who would guide us to the right path when we don't understand right from wrong? The answer is only the mother, how great the mother is!
However, when I was three years old, my mother left me forever, and since then, I haven't felt the warmth of maternal love anymore. Whenever I see classmates talking about how their mothers care for them and cook delicious meals for them, I feel terrible inside. One day, I said to my father, "Dad, find me a new mom," and my father silently nodded. A few months later, my father introduced me to a pretty aunt with big eyes and a high nose, telling me that this was my new mom.
Seeing my new mom, I couldn't help but think of my long-deceased mother and wondered if this new mom would be good to me. An event that happened later dispelled my doubts. Once, I fell ill unfortunately, and my new mom took me to the hospital, staying by my side all the time. When I woke up, I saw the anxious look in my mom's eyes, deeply feeling the pain in her heart caused by my physical suffering. I was moved and loudly called out, "Mom, mom, you are my real mom." My mom also shed tears of happiness. Since then, my mom and I have gotten along very well, and she has cared for my life and studies meticulously and attentively.
Ah! How great mothers are. They would rather sacrifice everything for us. Maternal love is irreplaceable. Therefore, I hope that after we grow up, we do not abandon our mothers but try to make them happy as a way to repay their nurturing kindness!