有一天，女人问男人“你说，爱的最高境界是什么?”                             
                                                                       
男人想了想，说：“是生与死吧~!                                             
                                                                       
你想啊~！一個人可以为另一個人去死                                         
                                                                       
舍去生命中最重要的一切，还不是爱的最高境界吗？”                           
                                                                         
                                                                         
女人點了點头，又摇了摇头                                                  
                                                                       
开始时她也是这么认为的                                                    
                                                                       
因为许多的爱情最壯烈的时候总是會和生与死联系在一起的                      
                                                                       
那些流传千古的爱情無一不是生生死死，总之悲情者居多                        
                                                                       
可是，更多的俗人之间的爱情卻只有平常的爱与恨                              
                                                                       
只有平常的悲伤与快乐                                                      
                                                                       
“那你说是什么？”男人问                                                    
                                                                       
女人笑了，“是习惯，当、黨你习惯了一個人生活中的习惯                       
                                                                       
你就真的爱上他了                                                          
                                                                         
爱情是一個人对另一個人习惯的认同                                          
                                                                       
爱到最高境界就是认同了他的习惯                                            
                                                                       
一個女人习惯了一個男人的鼾聲                                              
                                                                        
從不适应到习惯再到沒有他的鼾聲就睡不著觉，这就是爱                      
                                                                         
                                                                       
一個男人习惯了一個女人的任性、撒娇，甚至無理取闹、無事生非，这就是爱      
                                                                       
一個人會为了另一個人去改变、去迁就，这就是爱                              
                                                                         
爱情的哲理有时候就是这么简单，就在生活的點滴里                            
                                                                       
你如果始终不能适应一個人，适应他的所有习惯，那只说明你沒有爱他            
                                                                       
或者说你还未到爱的境界，因为爱就在这些细节里                              
                                                                       
當你已经习惯你的爱人所有习惯                                              
                                                                       
比如他衣服的煙草味，比如他干净的衬衣,比如他半夜起來看足球                 
                                                                       
如果这些你都已习惯，那么不要再问爱是什么这样愚蠢的话题了                  
                                                                         
爱，有时候就是这么简单、朴素                                              
                                                                       
它像一杯在我们身边的白开水                                                
                                                                       
伸手可及，喝了,让我们觉得涼爽舒服”