In fact, loving someone is happy ~ ~

The difference between liking and loving (do you know whether you love or not after reading it? )

If you like someone, you will be very happy when you are together.

If you love someone, you will be inexplicably lost when you are together. If you like someone, you won't think about the future.

If you love someone, you often look forward to tomorrow together. If you like someone, you will always be happy together.

If you love someone, you will often cry. Like a person, when I haven't seen her for a long time, I will suddenly think of her.

Love someone, when you haven't seen her for a long time, you will miss her every day. If you like someone, you will smile when you think of her.

If you love someone, you will be in a daze at the thought of her. If you like someone, you will think that if she has children, you will like them.

Love someone, and one day, you suddenly think, what will our children look like in the future? To like someone is to hope everyone is happy.

Love a person and hope that she will be happier. If you like someone, all you want is today.

Love a person, what you expect is forever. To like a person is to look at her merits.

To love someone is to tolerate her shortcomings. When you stand in front of the person you love, your heart will beat faster, but when you stand in front of the person you like, you will only feel happy;

When you stare at the person you love, you are shy, but when you stare at the person you like, you only smile;

When you talk to the person you love, you feel embarrassed, but when you talk to the person you like, you can speak freely;

When the person you love cries, you will cry with her, but when the person you like cries, you will comfort her skillfully.

When you don't want to love another person, you should close your eyes and hold back your tears. When you don't want to like another person, you just need to cover your ears! Like is a kind of mood.

Love is an emotion and an intuition.

Love is a feeling of liking and can be stopped.

Love, like a person endlessly, is particularly natural.

Love a person, especially like a person calmly, and sometimes look forward to being with her.

Love a person, sometimes afraid to be with her, like a person, and constantly argue with her.

Love a person, constantly pay for her, like a person, I hope she can find herself at any time.

Love a person, hope to find someone she likes at any time, and always smile at her.

Love a person, always cry for her, like, is persistent.

Love is worth liking, just like it. It's simple. Love is love. It's complicated. I like you, but I don't necessarily love you. If I love you, I must like you very much. In fact, like and love are only one step away. However, if you want to take this step, it depends on whether you like it or not. Love is when she is around, she is the only one in her eyes; Everything has her shadow when she is away. Love is when I suddenly think of her when I am reading in the middle of the night, imagining what she is doing now, and I feel a faint warmth in my heart, but I never take the initiative to call her. After a few minutes, the attention was attracted by the plot in the book again! But in the lonely night, I miss you like a flood, but I can't finish reading my books. I wonder if she is still working overtime, if she has already had dinner, and if she is thinking about herself as much as she is thinking about her. Love is arguing with her and sticking to her like a hedgehog, but in my heart I have secretly admired her insight and talent. Love is hoping that she can keep pace with herself and connect with her heart. A joke she accidentally said can also make her feel depressed and even burst into tears. In front of her, she is never defenseless. I like to send her a short message when I go out, telling her that the weather here is fine, then turning off my cell phone, playing alone in a strange place for a week, and suddenly appearing in front of her after being tanned to scare him. Love is wanting to be with her wherever you go. You can call her at the seaside and let her listen to the sound of the waves; You can also stay where you are for a long time because you see a figure that looks like her on the street in a foreign land. Love is simply saying "bon voyage" before she goes on a business trip. Looking at the back of her departure, I felt a little reluctant, but I didn't say anything, just silently waiting for the news of her return. Love is when she fills her backpack with clothes and food before going on a business trip and doesn't leave until the train leaves. And in the days after she left, she was uneasy every day, praying over and over again that she could return safely. Love is when you are hurt, you don't want her to see your fragile side, quietly wipe away your tears in front of her, and turn your head and still look happy and strong. Love is crawling on her chest and crying when she is wronged, telling her all her troubles without hiding or worrying, eager to get comfort from her arms. I like to accompany her to eat KFC when she is tired of shopping on weekends. Is to grab a cup of hot coffee with her in the cold winter; Is to walk side by side with her in the street, always separated by half a meter; I played games with her in front of the computer. They laughed like children. Love is cooking several good dishes for half a day at the weekend and watching her eat them. Is to keep heating water for her coffee cup in the cold winter; Is to walk in the street with her and let him hold his hand tightly; I sat quietly next to her and watched her concentrate on her work in front of the computer happily. What I like is to listen to her telling funny stories about her childhood, and then laugh, with a feeling in my heart.

Love is listening to her telling funny stories about her childhood, and then smiling, showing more pity for this once naughty woman. I like to meet her in the corridor, say hello to her happily, and then exchange a few simple greetings. When I passed by, I saw the bright sunshine outside the window, and my mood was inexplicably better. Love is seeing her in the corridor, pretending not to care about her face, but feeling the trembling air around you carefully when passing by, so I can't help looking back. I like to watch him walk hand in hand with another girl. It hurts a little, but soon he will raise his smiling face in the morning sun. Love is a game that you can't afford to lose. After giving everything, you may leave only a scar engraved in your heart. If you like someone, you want her to be your own, so you can like many people and hope many people are your own. Love is obviously inseparable from her, but I want to give up her, because she wants happiness, maybe I can't give it. Dare not possess her, I hope to see her find happiness, even if that happiness is not shared with me. Like is to find someone to talk to when you want to be lonely, bored and sad.

Love is to share with him at any time, and even to give her all the happiness when she is happy. I like to hear from her when I haven't contacted her for a long time, and then listen to her with a smile.

Love is to call her in a hurry after a few days of no contact, and then hold back tears and smile. I like to think of each other only when I am together.

Love is thinking about her all the time even when we are together. If you like a person and make many friends, you will also feel happy.

Loving one person is a world of two people, and one more person will feel uncomfortable. It is sweet to like someone.

Love a person, is bitter or sweet.