At a specific time and place, we meet, understand and discover our other side. It's just that our reality is not as colorful and colorful as in a fairy tale. But while we are constantly getting what we didn't have in the past, we are slowly changing, silent or unrestrained. We only treat the reality differently. Therefore, we have become different. We have not obtained and lost our growth path. Because of the change, we understand that more people are far away from more people.
In the past, I could not accept this reality. I always felt that things would not be like this. We will never be far away. But I also know that this is not an easy task, and we do not need to cry at all, just like that: people are like this, in their lives, constantly tearing their hearts to pieces, to those who love you . Therefore, once the moment of the end of life has come, you will care about every piece of your heart rather than leave the world.
In the end, our eyes will once again see everything that was true. People who care about don't really need to talk about it. As long as there are many people who wish to live a happy life, we must live a happy life. But in fact things that are happy are always easy to forget, and sad things are always unforgettable. This is unavoidable. Everyone is like this. Others can behave like nothing. I can also, you can also, there is nothing that can not be resolved, as long as there is no regrets.
Care is a very beautiful, very lingering affection; care is also a very unworthy sadness; it is a bit of a wide belt and never regret, is a bit unexplainable. Do not care when it is just a sharp sting. I can't tell if the present goodness also means that the future will remain the same. I only have to wait for the test of time. I know that you are looking for me, you are in the universe, you have a vast sea of people, you look for me, just like I find you. .
If you do not care, how can love have a deep and profound connotation? If you don’t care about it, how can you reflect the love of your lover in detail? Flowers are love, kisses are love, thoughts are love, and care is the place for the lover to make a contribution. Many times, care is not about the romance of flowers and the lingering kisses, but care is the key to a lover entering the family. It heralds your tree of love. It is about to sprout a new branch that will soon be condensed into a delicious fruit.
I will work with you to face all the pain that life has given us. I want your day to be full of breeze and flowers, and occasionally light and light cranes. Sitting in the corner, your hair curled up on my face, once again clenched your hand, relatively silent, all words to be written in my eyes, all the blessings of my days turned into a section in the season of bleak winds. Sleepers, holding you, carrying you. Chasing you to accompany you to the distance. Thank you for giving me trust and letting my life be beautiful with your beauty.
It is not a pleasure to cope with each other, nor a dream to describe the future of illusion, but just to know that there are so many people who share a common feeling with you in a distant and unfamiliar place. There is a common desire, but I want to hold your hand. Go with you to watch a movie, quietly listening to a song, embrace the dance; then hand-off, smile.
Sleeping in your thoughts every day, and waking up in your expectation, the blue in my eyes will make you unable to avoid the sun, night, snow, and sorrow. The blue color in my eyes will make you accustomed to appreciate the spring in all the time…
When I walk into life, I walk into the care and concern. It is beautiful and painful.
Care is the beautiful spring flowers; care is the cool breeze of the summer bursts; care is the fruits of the autumn garden; care is the winter snow quietly dancing.
Worrying is the symbol of life, and care is the wonder of the soul. With care, you have a colorful life of joy, grief, joy, and regret. Care is a cup of mellow savory liquor, the care is a colorful cloud of thoughts, drunk the hearts of the two people, blooming two hearts, care is the most precious feelings between people, care is Generous giving and selfless dedication are deeply blessings and silent prayers. It is not nearly utilitarian, does not contain falsehood, care is a kind of emotional intertwining; care is a maintenance of the heart; care is a strong thought .
Worrying is the sadness of night and night tears; care is a stupid that can not be eaten in a cup stop; care is a cold rain knocking on the window to stay awake; care is to describe the thin thin crazy in the diamond mirror; care is not looking back Foolish; care is the silly end of the belt is not regret.
If you care about one person, you will remember the warmth you used to get along with each other in the old days, remember the joy of singing with your arms, sing the same song, remember his lonely companionship when you are lonely, remember his patience when you feel pain; His warm words when he was frustrated, his guilty remorse after his mouth, his frustration when he cried, his generous tolerance when remembering you, and his humorous jokes when you were bothered; He laughs loudly as you play.
Care for a person, you will be happy for it, worry about it, you will breed many inexplicable defects from the bottom of your heart. You will take care of his food and shelter; you will pay attention to his emotions; you will care about his smile; you will care about his every move. You will be full of entanglements for failing to get his news; you will be uneasy for not being able to keep up with him; you will be restless for that long-term Acacia; you will be hurt by that distraction.
A care, balancing the weightlessness of emotional balance, a care, to fill the void within the heart, the longer the break up, the farther apart, the heavier the weight of care. With that care, there is a gratifying spiritual companion on the road to loneliness, and with the care of others, the bland years will be more happy and beautiful. An ordinary day, or an extremely plain experience, can make you feel endlessly worried. Deep concern, like a long rattan, extends its journey in life.