God is very generous to me, because I already have these two worthless things in my eyes. Maybe it's because Lady Luck likes me like countless women. Really, as long as it is a female creature, it is not very resistant to me.
Generally speaking, with these two points, you can be a pervert with peace of mind. First of all, don't confuse a pervert with a playboy. A playboy is definitely a pervert, but a pervert is not necessarily a playboy, because it involves a very serious taste and taste problem! Being a playboy, handsome face, deep eyes and intoxicating smile are indispensable. Of course, it is acceptable to call me the best sex maniac.
As the saying goes, "color has its way", a pervert can be hungry enough to see that all heterosexual creatures have a primitive reaction, but a playboy is different. For a woman, the best and greatest gift God has given a man must be extremely critical and rigorous. This is a playboy's career-looking for beautiful women, not only physically, but also spiritually!
In this way, the difficulty coefficient is very large. Conquering beauty psychologically is no less than a war full of smoke for men. You know, even a war genius like Napoleon said that the only way not to fail in the battlefield of love is to run away. This shows that this war, which has existed since God created mankind since ancient times, is not a simple topic! Playboy should be invincible in this battlefield and safeguard the dignity of men. Of course, a playboy with taste would never do anything that hurts his mood like a potato. He will only regard them as a beautiful work of art!
My goal is to be a Don Juan-style playboy master, because such a person's contribution to society is to bring the entertainment function of love to the extreme, so that the heavy life can be inserted with light wings. As for having thousands of girlfriends like Keno, Porfireio Rubirosa or the Greek ship king Aristotle O 'Narcisse, it's just an additional topic in my life.
I hope my epitaph will be like this in the future-he was ignorant and charming all his life, played pranks, played better than women, lied, but died happily. The man weighed it and consciously reported to hell. However, the judge told him that he should go to heaven, where relatives are waiting for his reunion.
-the biography of playboy frontispiece
The first page of the diary records "What Snow Traces Must Do"—
If one day I lose all my memories, I will remember Ye Wudao;
I love Ye Wudao deeply, more than myself;
Steal his toothbrush once, and if he is not angry, he can use it several times more;
Play your own music and listen to it alone;
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Marry Ye Wudao and give him a pair of lovely children. Daughters are more beautiful than themselves, and sons are like him.
Slowly watching Wu Dao grow old, then waiting for the meteor together, secretly wishing not to tell him;
Be sure to leave this world after there is no way out, so that Ye Wudao will not be sad when he dies, but just wait for her happily in heaven or hell, which is what he has always said;
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The last sentence is,
If you can't realize these wishes in this life, leave them to the next life.
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This is Murong Xuefei's diary. She is the only woman in Ye Wudao who can give up the world for her.
Ye Wudao's famous saying
I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am by your side.
There is a kind of pain, which lasts for a long time, and even the tears are too lazy to flow out of the eyes. -summer
A woman once told me a question about fate. She said that a servant in the holy city of Mecca saw death grin at him when he went out to buy food. He ran back to his master's house in a panic, and the master kindly lent him a horse to take refuge in Medina. Later, when the owner went to buy food himself, he also saw death, so he asked why death showed a sinister smile to his servant. (coloured glaze, do you know what death said? )
"Death should say that he is thinking that he will take the servant away from Medina, but the servant is still in Mecca?" Hector even coloured glaze thought for a moment and replied.
The most painful pain is forgiveness, and the most hateful hate is betrayal.
If only life were like the first time.
A poor man, even if he practices calligraphy for an hour every day, or takes time to read expensive newspapers for two hours every day, has excellent cultivation and connotation for ten years.
When Tagore and Xu Zhimo smoked cigars, Tagore asked him what China's name was. Xu Zhimo said that Ccgan burned as white as snow, and Cigan's tobacco was rolled up like a cigar, so this kind of cigar came into being.
People who are seduced by life are often not people who are used to being seduced, but people who have never been seduced and look honest. Once such people accept the temptation and fall, there is no possibility of turning back.
When I was a child, every time I lost something, my heart ached faintly, but my father told me that everyone grew up day by day after losing it. Later, I gradually learned to love and cherish life, which is often the case. If you can't get it, you are doomed to forget it. Therefore, holding on, thinking, crying and smiling will become troubles.
Don't complain about what life owes you all day. Life doesn't know who you are.
Often you love it the most, but it is the least suitable. So falling in love with someone is equivalent to giving this person the right to hurt you.
Women who are used to marriage will tell girls that the most reassuring sound in the world is the snoring of men. In fact, the reason is the same. A woman likes the man she cares about to show her true side in front of her.
She took out the warm hand under her arm for a long time and took Ye Wudao's hand. When he was a child, he suffered from frostbite every winter. She is used to covering his hands. It's her cold hands, it's her warm heart. Not every kind of love needs to be earth-shattering, and not every kind of dedication needs to be vigorous. He has been dating her for nearly twenty years.
The understanding of Matthew effect by elite economists is nothing more than "the poorer the poor, the richer the rich". But how many people can feel that the poor have no rice? In the face of the same opportunity, the rich and the poor are unfair, so don't blindly sigh that the world has gone bad. If you don't try your best to climb by hook or by crook, no one will notice you. You starved to death, your relatives died of illness, and you have been a house slave all your life. Nobody knows you. What are you complaining about? It's no use laughing at the poor without laughing at the life of prostitutes. You have no idea who you are.
If someone admits that a woman's value is reflected in her bed and kitchen, she won't be surprised to be drowned by spitting, but a woman knows the answer is to the point. A man who deserves to cook by himself is far happier than crying out for spiritual independence with a guilty conscience.
Women in their twenties are like football, with twenty men chasing after them; Women in their thirties are like basketball, with ten people chasing after them; Women in their forties become like table tennis. Two people call each other and keep pushing, while women in their fifties, hehe, like this golf, play as far away as possible.
Every girl is an angel without tears. When an angel falls in love with a boy, she will cry. Angels shed tears and fell to earth, so every boy should not disappoint your girl, because she gave up the whole heaven for you.
Don't talk about other colleagues in front of colleagues, because you are all in the same boat; Don't slander your colleagues in front of the boss, because he is far smarter than you; Don't express your dissatisfaction with your boss in front of colleagues, because this is the best opportunity for him to express his loyalty; Don't complain to your immediate boss in front of your superiors. Because the benefits of their cooperation far outweigh the benefits of cooperating with you. "
The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you.
The furthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you, but when you know that you love each other, you can't be together.
The furthest distance in the world is not that we can't be together when we know that we love each other, but that we can't resist this yearning, but we have to pretend that we are not in our hearts at all.
The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't resist this yearning, but that you pretend that you are not in your heart at all and dig an insurmountable ditch for the person who loves you with your cold heart.
A beautiful woman who refuses to admit that she is dying is the most terrible. A woman who pays attention to maintenance will delay the pace of time and reduce the traces of time. But no matter how capable a woman is, she can't erase the traces of time flow. The charm of Even Xu's half-aged mother still exists, and she will be cut by the sickle of time. Although women are made of water, they can't swim without a trace. The vicissitudes of time always carve a woman's face unconsciously, and no matter how exquisite the plastic surgery is, it can't polish the mark of time and restore the charm of youth.
love
I clenched my fist when I was born.
That's because God told me what I want in this life.
This is an ordinary apple that fell from the Garden of Eden.
Humans call it love.
She always comes quietly.
I listened to her footsteps in vain.
The moon fell into a dry well.
Darkness covered my searching eyes.
The red leaves of the poem were sandwiched in the book.
Missing is an earthworm hidden deep in the soil.
Be cut off at once
In exchange for double the pain.
Love is an apricot out of the wall, which makes spring come.
Just want to know the scenery outside the wall
But was inserted into a vase.
Love is an undisguised trap.
I saw the pity in its eyes when it fell.
Purple wind chimes under the eaves
Still waiting for the oriole who sang for her yesterday.
There are thousands of Iraqis in the small yard
Your beauty is like a poppy.
I feel addicted.
Playmates on the banks of Sansheng Stone in previous lives.
Forgot the agreement under the bodhi tree
Do you remember?
I said to wear mourning clothes all my life.
Hold a funeral for you
I am willing to accept the punishment for you and make my hands wither.
Stop playing the piano for you.
Makes my tongue stiff.
No more song for you.
Fight for this life
Duihuadu wine
Forget your smile and smile at the firefly.
Suddenly look back at the scenery along the way.
When I was young, I looked forward to the old sea and looked forward to the old sea.
Let me go along the rugged road.
Walked into the desperate situation of Peach Blossom Garden
Lonely tea between yellow curls and blue lanterns when white hair is gray.
Forget about winning or losing.
If there is a pause in love
I stopped trying to see her footprints.
If there is death in love
My hands offer white silk devoutly.
If love has reincarnation
I'd rather sleep in the cemetery.
Men like Jiangshan because they think that only the whole Jiangshan can make their women move!
Men want mountains and rivers because they all think that giving up mountains and rivers for beauty is the ultimate love!
If I had shown up earlier, maybe you wouldn't have gripped another person's finger; Or meet later, later, two people in their own love experience slowly learned tolerance and understanding, kindness and compromise, maybe together will not give up so easily, willfully turn around and let go of love.
Loyalty is just because there are not enough chips for betrayal.
If there are 10,000 people in the world who love you, it must be me. If there is only one person in the world who loves you, it must be me. If no one in the world loves you, it must be that I am dead.
The beauty and yearning of distance are temporary, and they all come from the unaccustomed state that one party is not around. Once this unaccustomed situation occurs, the distance will be alienated.
The most touching love songs (Ye Qingge and Ye Wudao)
"At that moment, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard the mantra in your ode.
On that day, the Mani pile was built not for Xiu De, but to throw stones at the heart lake;
That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not to understand, but to find a trace of your breath;
That January, I shook all the prayer wheels, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth;
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. "