One should have love. What's love? It's song, it's wing, it's the warm wind in spring and the white snow in winner, it's a running river and a gentle stream, it's a playing guitar, it's a warmhearted poem, it's a moving tear on the face and the gentely kiss on the lips, it's the rainbow drawing on the canvas, it's the smoke from the kitchen in toward evening, it's forgetless thing which is so nice, it can't be a simple comprison, a simple discribe, it's so beautiful just like the rosy clouds...
One should have love. How could he have no love? If one who doesn't have love, just like one who loses one's life, it is only called a man, like wood or machine. He will live in torpidity. If he has feeling, it must be endless painful and unhappy. When live becomes brew, brightness becomes darkness, humen become desert, what can he except, can want, even can dream? When one doesn't have love, he has nothing.
One should have love. One who has love can live colorfully, that makes he to treasure his live, everyday of his life, treasure the lively sky and the beautiful smile. One who has love knows how to creat, what is hardness, what is labours and gains. And further more, one who has love will be going with luck. I'm sure about this!