The feeling of hugging

To me, hugging seems to be the need of life, just as people need to eat and drink. There are hundreds of ways to cook rice, and water can taste a hundred flavors. I like hugging before going to bed best. Sometimes it's laziness that makes you sleepy, and sometimes it's premeditated and folded up enthusiastically again and again.

When I hugged, my mind seemed to stop and I entered a happy dormant period. I can't remember all the disappointments in reality, and I can't remember the survival problems I will face tomorrow. Everything is calm, the car outside the window is far away, only feeling each other's breathing. A familiar smell, a familiar body. Life is still on the natural interface. Fingers casually and slowly slide over his body, slowly brushing away the servant dust in his life journey. Oh, this is enjoying life. What you have is a power from the heart. Tenderness is the power to witness life. Souls are not necessarily the same, as long as they are connected.

Some employees have encountered such a problem. At night, employees are asked to take to the streets to hug two different strangers. I don't think I will do it when I encounter such a problem. The hug I need comes from deep love.

Sometimes I think, maybe after many years, today's hug will go bad, and if one day, I will give up and get it back. As long as you cherish what you have, there is no defect in life.