: They say one wouldn't know how to love if they never been loved before.
: yeah?
: And one can only give that much of love that they have.
: I guess so?
: No one loved me before.
: Well you have mine now.
: But how could I give enough love to others if I only get so little?
: yeah?
: And one can only give that much of love that they have.
: I guess so?
: No one loved me before.
: Well you have mine now.
: But how could I give enough love to others if I only get so little?
掰噗~
覺得
這就是ROCK!! 
: Let's say love is like a plant? Someone got flourish vines from their parents, someone got blooming flowers, and someone even got a tall, strong tree.
: Sadly, someone didn't get anything when they were young. They have to live with their heart bare and fragile for a long time.
: But one day, someone left a small piece of plant there. A fresh leaf, a tiny twig, or a sound asleep seed.
: What's your point?
: We are almost there.
: Okay....
: So the little pieces are so small that they are often unnoticed and eventually left to vanish. But If you found them, cherish them, nurturing them with your whole heart, they will start rooting in, growing up and tall, and finally become a beautiful, lush forest.
: And I know you are more than capable of taking care of your little pieces. You just haven't notice them yet.