Someone once said, "The degree of love is accompanied like tobacco, addicted like drugs, or infatuated like perfume. Maybe the perfume is just right. Not only because of romance, but also because it won't die without drugs. But once the perfume is poisoned, then this hatred may no longer be because of love, but for other purposes. "

　　Some people love to death, and some people abandon ethics and morality and even their souls because of love.

　　Livelihood is no longer simple and calm. Instead, I am busy physically and mentally.

　　Daily exhaustion and lingering impurities in life make people unable to settle down calmly.

　　Happiness and happiness is a luxury that can be met but not sought.

　　I think, this is a kind of spirit that love gives people, which is extremely catharsis or loss. When love comes, it is like a scourge, and you can't escape it. All this is fate, but it is also a doom. Some people are happy and some people are confused. This kind of emotion is more often an extreme, and both good and evil have reached an end point. However, in any case, you can't give up.

　　People are like perfume. You meet, know and be infatuated with it, then get used to it, get used to it, touch it like a lover, surround it like love, good or bad, happiness and pain are all with you, and you will never stop. No matter what kind of feelings, you are an infected person, and the air can also be happy and sad. Just like infecting a lover's emotions, you affect the atmosphere filled with perfume.

　　A lover is like perfume. When a lover dies, perfume is like a lover, but it won't abandon you. A bottle of perfume is the love of my life.