How many lonely waits does life have to go through before we finally wait for the person we are waiting for? I feel so painful and awake, because I don't know how many times I can miss someone.
A person is very sad, crying silently. No sound, no noise, so quiet.
I am your past, and you have a few words, but I have never forgotten them for many years.
In countless dreams, I have thought that if one day I suddenly disappear, who will remember that woman named Qingqing and who will plant a row of small bamboo forests in her paradise. Imagine the most touching scenery in the depths of the bamboo forest, which often echoes in her mind. A curious heart always likes to be intoxicated and moved by other people's joys and sorrows, and those delicate emotions will touch her inner strings. Always inadvertently troubled by some things and some emotions. She doesn't know how to refuse or comfort others. A dream in the world of mortals, infatuation is sometimes doomed to hurt.
Our sorrow lies not in losing too much yesterday, but in sinking into the memory of the past.
Giving your heart will win your heart, but it may also hurt you completely; Keeping your distance can protect yourself, but it is also doomed to be lonely forever.
Light sadness, light sadness, unknown liquid, lingering in my eyes, inexplicable feelings, hit my heart.
When you are lovelorn, there are only two possibilities. Either you love her, or she doesn't love you, or the other way around. Then, when the person you love no longer loves you, or never loved you. You have no regrets, because all you have lost is someone who doesn't love you.
If he loves you, don't please him; I don't love you, let alone. The feeling of secretly loving someone is like a seed waiting to sprout in a bottle. You can never be sure whether the future is beautiful or not, but you are waiting sincerely and stubbornly.
Learn to be cold-blooded, learn not to care, learn to be happier than before, and smile even when you are sad.
The more you look at the more worrying love, the more you can cultivate feelings, but you can't feel it.
A song of parting, endless lovesickness and melancholy. Time flies like water, but what you can't see through is the mirror in the world of mortals; The past is like smoke, and what I can't get rid of is that time flies. The dream is full of flowers, and this feeling is not over. This meaning is unforgettable, the string is not broken, the song is finished, the wine is not drunk, and the heart is broken. Everything can be compared with zero years old, but looking back is just a dream.
Occasionally, I will think of some people I have met, and I may never meet again, or even never.
I need someone who can always make me laugh, instead of stabbing me all over in a few words.
I stopped looking for you suddenly on purpose, to see if you would find me missing and take the initiative to find me, but every time I found that I couldn't live without you.
Many times, we live too tired because of three words: we can't let go.
When you leave, I won't leave you. I will hug you, a few love letters and a few tears turn into acacia. I miss you.
Without your tenderness, I can't find your tenderness back.
Abandon me and stay with me for a long time; Time knows everything.
In the face of love stories, the only thing we can believe is not how heavy the promise is, nor how beautiful it used to be, but how realistic the reality is.
You meet someone and you love him more, then you will lose him forever. Then, you meet another one who loves you more, and you will leave him sooner or later. Until one day, you meet someone and you fall in love. Finally understand, all the search, there is a process. Once upon a time on a cliff, now it's close at hand.
Although I don't distinguish between east, west, north and south, I will go to one side with you.
I wish I were a child. No broken heart, no painful tears.
Classic love in space makes people feel distressed. You always hang up first, and the last thing I said was good night.
In fact, true love has nothing to do with trial or torture. However, in reality, we are often too insecure. When we have someone we like, we will keep asking ourselves, does he really like me? Will he change his mind? Then, we will try, test, torture, and finally, self-defeating.
From hope to hope, from hope to disappointment, from disappointment to despair, perhaps, only after experience can we realize the feelings, think for a long time and think a lot. But it is always unexpected and unacceptable. It hurts. It really hurts.
Although my heart is broken, I still can't stop loving you.
You go, I won't see you off. Come, rain or shine, I will pick you up.
The fashion brand Givenchy from France. Chinese mainland translated his name into Givenchy. Givenchy first used perfume as the main product, and then began