After consulting in a general circle, try to make a list of everything that the pupils of your class like. You, probably, will be surprised how many people, things, phenomena we are capable of loving. It is clear that in all the cases of using the verb “to love,” you mean different feelings.
For centuries, thinkers and artists have been arguing about the nature of love. In one they were unanimous: the ability to love is an exceptional property of a person, thanks to which we value life. Look around you. You are surrounded by many objects. You are indifferent to them. But it’s worth your look to fall on your favorite book or trinket, donated last year by a brother, a flower that you yourself raised, a favorite scarf, connected to your grandmother’s birthday – and things cease to be just things. Your feelings and thoughts awaken, they themselves come to life. And the more perfect the object of our love, the more mysterious is the essence of this feeling. A person, as a rule, is easy to tell why he loves this or that thing, a musical or literary work. However, we are lost, feeling a lack of words when it comes to the native land, friends, relatives. Scientists-psychologists, researchers of the inner world of man, have established that love is a free, mysterious, unconstrained and unpredictable feeling. Cases when someone fell in love, following advice or carrying out orders, are unknown.
But everyone knows for sure that those whom we love, or what we love, is the most important for us in life. Thus, love creates around the man his unique world. The Ukrainian philosopher Grigory Skovoroda defined this feature of love in this way: “Is not love uniting, building, creating as the hostility destroys?”
To love is to feel a feeling of affection for someone, something; to experience sincere devotion to people close to the blood.