feelings can not dull, friendship can not withstand wind and rain, calm, can hear his voice, heart, to see the nature of things. The quiet life of their own, if the heart does not move, the wind does not. If you do not hurt, years unharmed. People who care about you will care about how you feel and don’t make you miserable; you don’t care about your feelings and you don’t care. Love is the treasure of each other, but also the care of both sides; love is a soft flower, care will be mellow. If love is dear, do not love to let go, respect for others is also respect yourself, good is clear to each other.
some people do their best to cherish you, you do not care; a heart has been waiting for you, you can not see. How many feelings, not to be taken seriously, so go away; how many figures, not to be cherished, into a back. Feelings, not on the right and wrong, only true not true; the fate, not to say long and short, only spare no pity. The person you put in your heart may just be quiet; always look at you as the only one, maybe just wait in silence. People always do not know enough to be contented. They always think that they are free to get. Do not use your own pride to hurt a precious edge, do not let your own indifference and a rare heart.
there is a love, obviously is the deep love, but can not say; there is a love, obviously want to give up, but not abandoned; there is a love, knowing it is a torment, but not a hypothesis; there is a love, knowing that without the road, the heart has already come. Does it hurt if you are happy? Let her go, but not herself. Some things turn around for a lifetime. Initially did not know, the last not to recognize. If love is just passing by, why should I go there. Some love, have to be at the end of the world, suddenly look back, I have not been able to tell. Time will give you the answer, who really hurts you, really cares about you, who cares about you, but doesn’t care about you. Some people are not worth too much value, some feelings are worth cherishing.
when I face the sea, the other is the spring, when I want to die and the sea together, and it has become the first in Dead Sea, I have many memories about you, but you paranoid that you’re just a passerby. If I want to be with you, even if there is no head and no tail farce, I will stick to the moment when the world is gloomy after your exit, holding a small lamp and waiting for you in the memory. Just want to have personal, when I said nothing, know that I’m not really fine; someone, in my passes.but, know that I’m not really happy.
because of you, everyone else has become a general. There are some things that can’t stand up again. One of the luckiest two things in my life is that time has finally consumed my love for you. One is that I met you one long time ago. All the wounds healed. If. All are really able to return. If. All faith can be adhered to. If. All emotions can be perfect. If. Still meet in a city. A simple smile. Little happiness. A wanton hug. How good it is. But it’s really just if.
some people met, some people lost, maybe life is like this, the four seasons flow, and finally who will leave, accompany by the side. It seems that more and more loss is beginning to take the place of income. Those years of deep and shallow traces, the memory of those who can not be fixed, and how to choose. Find a glass of cold water to save the thirsty throat. Write some sad words and record some trivial lives. Ten fingers to their warm grip, only to maintain the moment. Who said, know how to let go, the heart will be frank. I smile, is it true that I know how to do it? Text, SMS, phone, online news.
I began to let some people fade out of my life. I do not believe that there is anything in this world for ever. You are not mine, I am not yours. My heart is so small, I can meet not many people, can pay, and only a few. The remnants of the tenderness in the end will not meet the usual happiness. Even if it is a small light point, we can only see the eyes, and then the simple life, the difference, only the heart. “You’ll find someone better than me,” she said, “but I smiled and said,” but I won’t be so good to people again. “
said,” you’ll find a better person than me. ” There is no joy in the laugh, and there is no tears at the time of crying, and there is no promise when it comes to believing. The false name is because the true story is to be said. When it’s time to stick to it, let go of your hand. Let go of you, not because I do not love you, because I love you too much time will not change the pain, time can only adapt to pain. The estrangement of us is not other people, but secular. Silence, sad is me, not you,
, how many times how many times, recalled to life divided into a circle, and we turn in place numerous times, unable to escape. Always want to return to the first place to meet, if you can choose again, think you can love more simple. Leave the tears to the person who hurts you most, and leave the smile to the person who hurts you most. Two hearts, the best love is a peace of mind; between two people, the best feeling is a willing. Love is a willing, more is a contentment.
‘s crying eyes see that the years are clearer, and the pain heart will understand and care for happiness better. So let go of his hands, and I will smile forward. The love he once gave me will continue to warm my future, and as for injury, it will be buried by time. Maybe it’s because the tears are too real, so there’s some heart tremor. Clouds, after all, are clouds. However, when it is wronged, it will tear, it is rain. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is worth your tears won’t make you cry. There is a legend of a city without tears, the people of the city began because only happiness without tears, because the tears later.
tears scattered over the ground, will not come back to pick up. Love is love you love, cherish your love; love is to see your vulnerability, love you to be brave, you still don’t accept stingy, from certainty! Never need to remember, because never forget. People who have laughed with you may forget him, but you will never forget those who have been crying with you. Flowers bloom, and thanks, only lotus leaves still hold, recollection of the flower’s face infatuated. Love is like a tug of war, when one lets out, the other is injured. One end of the train is forever concerned, the other is forever yearning. I watched my youth on the other side of the river, calm and sentimental.
people in this life, there are always unacceptable reality, do not want to bear the mood. Always Taoxintaofei to face, but not to appreciate the kind of collar; always fall in love to go back there, but not to the conscience. Pain, but feelings; hurt, but the mind. Seriously to lose hell-bent, but only to suffer a big; leave no room was cold forgot to cry. To be expected to be valued, but to be in the end; come with hope, but return with disappointment. Feelings can not stand flat, friendship can not withstand the wind and rain.