Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Reflecting on his heart

     Have failed, with the help they need to know who is friend and who is foe. Who is good, enthusiasm with others. Who is selfish, narrow-minded, bad stomach. We also know who are capable and who is not.

        If life on the peaceful, calm as a river flowing trademark. Then how can we look to be the turning point, the narrowed point of the human heart. Sometimes I also need to thank the difficulties come to them. To see who we know is that people truly need it most. Who will join us to share the burdens and dreams in life. There are people who keep saying my love. His words as if his very passionate. But when he asks too little of ants, he refused immediately. Does he himself is to deny what he had said or not?
       Perhaps because of such men. Which ones credulous daughter, both fall into the wrong message to miss. All they hear and believe the man said. Without looking at what that man did. They are not trying to find out the nature of this man like? They have treated sincere, honest and loving yourself? But in life, as the lads hypocritical, no sincere sentiments are always well-dressed, sweet lips passionately. Then when forced to take responsibility for something. He plucked the pond quietly leave. Until the girl was awakened all things have become too late.
       Who is the suspect also told bad, wrong more than right. And we still are educated, Thou shalt love and believe in others. Do not offend anybody. But go in real life, if not learned to doubt, if not know monitored, checked everything. I will become easy prey for scammers, inhuman. Especially in love, always very tragic consequences for the life of the daughter. And a wise woman will know thoroughly understand the man, before the two began a relationship of friendship, love or marriage. The thoroughly understand the man will never be admitted at all. That's the ticket insurance to ensure happiness in your future. But if the nature where you have a beautiful love, both leading to marriage. It's just a fluke only.
                                                                                        Author: Pham Thi Hoi

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