I found this, and I was touched :')

Someone asked a wise man:


what’s the meaning of “Woman”? 


He replied:
“She is like a surface of glass, transparent that you can see inside.
The more you wipe it gently, the more it will shine , and You can see Your reflection on it, as if the woman is preserving your image inside of her shyly.


If You break it one day, it will be so hard for you to collect its shattered pieces again. If you did collect them to stick them, it won’t be back to the way it was.
It will always be disfigured. Every time you pass your hand on the fracture zones “scars” You will hurt your hand.”


Women are Precious.