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According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves . ➹Who is your soulmate?  A soulmate is a person you feel a deep, profound, and undeniable connection to him.  A person who makes you want to do and be better. A person who changes the way you think about the world. You merely know you are with the right person. ➹How to find a soulmate? If you want to know, I give you a light task. First of all, write down a paper with all the characteristics of the person of your dreams. For example, he does sports regularly, likes to read books. He is a happy-go-lucky and steeled person.  You can write all of the features of this person, even his appearance. Then read what you had written. Do you have all these qualities? Try to have all these you wrote because you try to find a person who has these character

Has given me the essential gift of life is the love of children. As usual, I walked into the park. There was a kindergarten nearby, and often the tutors took the children there. The children were playing football. The little one sitting alone on the bench stand out to me: -Can I sit next to you? -Here, why don't you play? "I'm taking pictures, isn't it nice?" He held out his small hands to me. -It's beautiful. Why did you draw people's eyes in the form of flowers? "I don't know, it's better," he smiled. "I can't draw. Could you teach me? I love pictures,- I said, waiting for the boy's reaction. -I love to draw. If you want I can show you my drawings- The boy's black eyes sparkled -Of course, I would like that. -Will you come again tomorrow? I have no on me now. -I come here every day, be sure to bring it tomorrow. ….. I felt out of the way all evils in the verdurous. And a smile appeared on my face, sitting on a little bo

The eyes are the mirror of the soul and reflect everything that seems to be hidden; and like a mirror, they also reflect the person looking into them.~ Paulo Coelho I looked straight into his eyes. I saw a high blank in those eyes. I went down a little deeper, and I saw a lie, a betrayal. I saw grudge, hatred, and wrath. I saw his love and care for other peoples. However, I could not see myself in those eyes. If you knew I didn't like yellow, would you buy me yellow flowers? Yeah, because you like hurt me. Do we live or do we idle away time? I have very few memories that I am happy to remember. I was feeling pain a lot then, but I had hope. Now I can't even build castles in the sky.