Short storys about love

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Everybody have ability and various dream naturally and we came in the world. We fill our dream as we search for and use the ability. It is known that it is challenge of life. People must do this work within situation that each one is very different. By the way, ability that is given to us is various as person's number that live in the world, but the dream which we desire constantly is same to anyone. The dream is eager dream which can give head of a family glory to us and is going to divide together life along with someone justly also as can get into the biggest trouble. I do not desire something becomes to everybody. Only, what wants to become to someone.
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- among "Become what to someone" , Yoeban

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Love may be same with cold virus that have left without hiding any person or time and place without leaving any antibody in body while called on suddenly suddenly.
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- among 'I melt one root' , Hyoseo Gu

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Love is not blind. Love knows to see. Love knows to penetrate other person's weakness and fault clearly. However, love loves other person still in spite of such weakness and fault. Of course, can not love fault. But, it is true love that love in spite of such fault. True love feels responsibility about other person.
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- among 'I loved you' , Walter Trebesch

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"What do you think love?"

It was question of white larva immersed in moment thinking staring at the far mountain. Was likely to answer perkingly as this.

"If think what love is, I think that can not love already. Love which is begun for some purpose is continued until accomplish the purpose. Does not that must find love in not thing to try serving to get love but effort itself fit?"

"By the way, what if other person does not know my spirit should I do?"

"It is not love that like because need. I think that it is true love that need because like. Because love is not destination but method. For reason that he enjoys to what, if I can do it, first of all, is going to charge big payment. By delight that it can be what for him."
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- among 'May I love you', Hyeongho Kim



This translates writing that I am made out in Korean in English. Impression and sentence about this can be analyzed as is different from writer and my intention. Because human who is imperfect existence of language produced. So, mind exists to human. Because the god gave together mind as well as language only by method that faulty human and human can have mutual understanding.