爱*love

人的心，就只有拳头般的大小，
a heart is only as small as a fist


为什么我们往往都被怨恨蒙蔽了双眼，
why do we often get blindfolded by hatred?


让怨恨住进了那小小的空间？
why do we often allow our hearts to be filled with hatred?


希望，
hope that,


趁还能呼吸，还有能力的时候，
while we are still breathing, still having the ability to love,


爱。
please love.


只有爱。
only love.



p/s - please love and have no regrets.



(Photo taken by LC-A+ loaded with Fuji Velvia 100F)