When you love you, you are everything, because your life will be warm, you will be happy, your every move will be so clear in the eyes, and now I will not love you again, forget you, from now I don't want to miss you anymore, I want to bury all my love for you, throw away with all the sadness, and walk out of the shadow of my heart to walk out of the net of love and walk out of hopelessness, no matter how difficult it is to walk in front of me,
After graduation, she has been working in a small company and the tepid days are stable. In her spare time, she did not forget to raise a few pots of flowers and plants. She likes to sunbathe with them. On occasions of peace, there are occasional winds and storms. There are always people coming and going around and hearing who is married or having children will send her sincere blessings. People ask her why you are not at all
I met you in the winter and I broke up with you in the winter. I didn't feel the cold weather when I met you. Because I know you, my heart is happy. The winter I broke up with you was unusually cold because I lost you. I always thought time would dilute the feelings between us. But in the past, I still can't forget you. I can't forget.
Remember your stories of those years? After you knew him for a long time, he began chasing you crazy. At that time, he would buy breakfast early in the morning before you got up and try to send it to your dormitory. On Valentine's Day, he will buy a large number of roses, or chocolate and gifts. On your birthday, he will call your friends and his friends for dinner and buy two big cakes. all
Do not believe that there is someone in the world who is coming to you non-stop, just to meet you. The inscription "I believe" I know that there is a man who is struggling hard to work hard, just to meet with me. And I'm trying hard to be good. When you come, I just saw the best of the crowd. Before allowing you and I to meet you, let me guess you
Chrissu came to the cliff alone, and the look of sorrowful people was very pourable. She looked at the tree that was not blooming at the bottom of the valley with resentment, and was slightly affectionate. Chinsu is a rich family, and regardless of family opposition, she is determined to be with Han Chuan. She believes that persistent love can overcome everything. However, God did not always put good luck on her. The company was victimized by traitors. Overnight, the liabilities continued.
If it weren’t for this matter, maybe I’ll never have any more intersection with her. Once, once and for all, she was so cold that I chose to leave sadly. After graduating, I lived alone in Kunming. I thought I had forgotten and thought that I would eventually recover. However… I just got off work and I received a text message: “There is something I want you to help me with. ,although
In this decadent autumn, I follow the alley of memories; write you. Life is so helpless, it allows you to watch a love away, but unable to save. A autumn rain was cold and it was overnight. The season has been replaced by turns. Stand on the corner of October. Play a flowering and backward ridiculous. Those falling leaves, those who lost flowers. Silently on the reincarnation of the train, etc.
You said: If you turn around at the initial encounter, there will be no such thing. You still regret about this meeting. I am silent and silent. Regret regret it, you want freedom, I give you. If you are happy, I am as sweet. Only the heart hurts a little, like a knife. The autumn breeze slowly passed over the bedside letterhead, page after page; with a little
When memory hits my heart quietly, it's a kind of silence. It's like after a thousand years of retrospection. All the thoughts that come to my mind in a moment pressure me so fast I can't breathe. Outside the window, the sun is shining, the lake is full, the flowers are blooming, my heart is full of my thoughts, my love is lingering, I cannot sleep last night, or I miss you too much. The lengthy lines of memory move me back one step at a time. Maybe it wasn't before. Maybe you and I didn’t
Baby, when I was writing this diary, I was very sad. I was so sad that I didn't know what to do. Tears came out of my eyes and I didn't want to wipe. I want you to think about yourself, but now you still don't want to understand and think clearly. The decision you made was hurt for us. The baby still didn’t want to understand that the final decision was in our hands.
Keeping thoughts hidden in the heart, let the monsoon gradually thin face. If the autumn water can be expected to wear, I would like to wait for the fleeting year in Jiangfeng, do my best to sail, persistently waiting for this world belongs to my land. ——The inscription is once again raining in the south of the Yangtze River in one year and silent in the year. Each time he walks into the red maple forest and taps his fingertips, he can always touch a blinding dream. Walking on a path covered with fallen leaves, more should be a touch
At three o'clock in the morning, he woke up in a nightmare; how could not sleep, habitually pick up the phone, refresh the dynamic space. Want to see what friends who are familiar or unfamiliar are thinking and doing? It seems to have become a habit. I do not know when, no longer like to chat with strangers, or not take the initiative, began to like some of the faint sentences, not the pursuit of luxury. Evolution into a spectator, cold eyes to watch others
Read this life, the wind is flowing, the number of dynasties, condensing the word for the injury, such as flowers love, who is my only keep warm? Empty lingering, prosperous lips vows, that life, countdown into looking forward to happiness, stepping on broken pieces of sentimental, eyes with frost, snow fall south, cold still, close your eyes, can not remember your complete smile, Millennium The Red Dust is spreading at this moment. My world is beginning to snow. Moonlight,
Maybe a person has gone too long, maybe it has been lonely for too long, maybe he is used to seeing separation, and may be used to desolate. The lights of this corner are still so lonely, lax, unequal, unyielding, illuminating the corners that need to be illuminated, and occasionally walking through two or three hurried passes, but no one has ever looked up at the warmth of this street corner. The lights had to give all the light and heat to the night, and then the lights were always on
The worldly tenderness is more than just a moment of tenderness. There is a moment, and that moment is enough. The essence of existence and even the expectation are all there. There are many kinds of emotions in the world: affection, friendship and love. Affection is greater than days, friendship can get encouragement and help, love makes people happy, but also makes people sad, who can know the pain of romance, perhaps nobody cares about it. If two people are in love
If life is only as good as it first met / If life is only as good as it was first time, what kind of autumn leaves is sad. The leisurely change of the heart of the people leads to change of mind. Laoshan language stopped smashing half and tears and Lin Ling Ling finally did not complain. He Liangqin, Jin Yi Lang, will be the same day. – Nalan Sexual German "Magnolia makes the ancient anti-civilization of the word" Friends / Moon Lone Star If you only see the first time, then how much better, we are still happy model
Everyone has such an experience, but lying in the night can not sleep. There will be many and many pictures in your mind, once you, once I, once we. Or grief or joy, or worry or pain. In fact, memories have become our habit. They are used to enjoying loneliness at night and are used to mourning alone in the night. I do not want to get used to it, but I cannot change it. After the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, the National Day is
When I have long hair and waist, juveniles are good for me. When you are black and blue, you can make your red makeup. But he was afraid of his long hair and waist, and his juveniles were enamoured of others; – Drunkenness is a red-faced tumult, and time is a reminder of old times. Once, in the name of love, promise you old days. Green silk, silk tone, Liu Yan, and a glass of wine
The glow of the evening glows, I stand in the lonely wind, the shadow is like the fall of autumn leaves. Birds hold a story of the day and fly in the direction of flying home. And I, waiting for you in the corner of the season, face like a lotus flower, for you, forgetting the pace of Ching Lin, did not carry the rush of line color, with a feeling of desolate, rich Acacia. On this sunny day, I was waiting for you. The street of Qingshi was late, reaching