What will happen if you love twice in one day?

Love, love, love is a deformation of lucid dreams. The so-called love love is: he found himself dreaming just now, and now he feels awake, but he is still dreaming. I often dream that I wake up and tell others that I just had a dream and dreamed about it. I woke up the next day and naively knew that dreams were dreams and told others that dreams were dreams. Don Li Qunyu's poem "Self-Dispatch": "The floating life temporarily sends love, and the world is like the wind in the wind."