The best person to love

In my mind, no man is kind. Life is actually easy, but a man makes it

harder. (you're speaking about all men, so "the" is unnecessary)

There are many wars among women just because of a man. On the contrary,

man always plays with love that a woman gives him. So I think the best way to protect

ourselves is to love ourselves instead of any other man. (good)

Today I will talk about the type of man I feel I like. Actually I don’t set any traits to pursue.

Of course, if he’s handsome and well-behaved it is easier to make a good impression. But the

most important to me is that he is sincere and believable. Some years ago, when

I studied at college, a classmate came from the west of Vietnam. He was lovely,

handsome, good-humored and especially had a soft voice that attracted me a lot.

Maybe it was just an appreciation because he was the only person that/who cared me when I sat

lonely at the bottom of class. But anyway, it was a good memory that l will never forget.

'Till now, love to me is a luxury and I don’t think about it any more. Family and

friendships are more important and durable.

Beautiful work! Only a few minor adjustments. I felt what you were saying. This is a very courageous post. Thanks!

the best person to love

The best person to love The Best Person to Love

In my mind, there’s no man that is kind. Life without men is by its actually easy, but the a man makes it harder. There’re many wars among the women just because of a man. Women fight amongst themselves over a man, and the man always plays with the love that a woman gives him.On the contrary, man always plays with love that a woman gives him. So I think the best way to protect
ourselves is to love ourselves instead of any other man.
Today I will talk about the type of man I feel like I could love. Actually, I don’t have a set any of traits to pursue. Of course, if he’s handsome and good-behaved well-behaved it is easier to make an impression. But the most important thing to me is that he has to be sincere and believable. Some years ago, when I studied at college, I felt like liked a classmate who came from the west of Vietnam. He was lovely, handsome, good-humored and I was especially attracted to his soft voice. he had a soft voice that attracted me a lot. Maybe it was just an appreciation because of how he was the only person who cared for me when I sat lonely at the bottom of class. But anyway, it was a good memory that l will never forget.

Till For now, love to me is a luxury, something and I don’t think about it any more. Family and friendship are more important and durable.