When we were young, we listened to many fables or fairy tales. In fact, most of them did not really understand the deep meaning. We either see superficial happiness and beauty, or superficial evil and kindness. Later, we grew up day by day, and those fables and fairy tales that I had heard and read a few years or decades ago slowly took root in our hearts. Inadvertent touch, we found out that it contains such a wealth of life wisdom. Wilde said: Fairy tales are not written for children, but for children who are between 18 and 80 years old.

  The nightingale gave it's precious life for the student, but the red rose did not win the love for the student.Maybe we will feel sorry for the nightingale. However, we can't help but ask, for whom did the nightingale sacrifice? For young students, for their own faith in love, or for themselves? What we love is ourselves. If you think you love wrong, it's just that the way you love yourself is not mature enough, and the process of loving yourself is not mature enough.

When we look at the fables and fairy tales beyond the age of ignorance and ignorance, the stories are more beautiful and deeper. Perhaps it is no longer purely naive, but who in our hearts can deny that there is no trace of soft corners, longing for simplicity and happiness in life. When we are overwhelmed by the exhausted life, we may leave a quiet corner for ourselves, read one or two fables, fairy tales, set our restless soul, experience the touch in life, and feel the original happiness.