Time can not only make people love tea.

I hate it horribly.

It can also make people not sad or happy

Calm down-

A cool and dry place

I'm safe.

Time is killing emotions and memories.

Gentle and beautiful

A very short time.

Things have changed and people have changed.

life

It can't be as good as you think.

It's not as bad as you think-

With you, I'm not afraid to waste time.

I love you very much,

My feelings for you are no longer running in.

Even though I've been wandering for a long time,

You are also a constellation in my heart.

I haven't touched you for a long time,

Your figure always flashes in my mind.

I don't think I'm a competent big brother in your mind,

Wandering I can't clear the loneliness around you.

But I know you're steering for me,

The sustenance in my heart also gives birth to many.

I believe that at any time,

Without you, everything in me will lose its vitality.

With you, I'm not afraid of the years,

I believe that if you give, you will get something.

The undercurrent is exhausted, the beauty dreams, and the feelings are sad for a lifetime.

The dust of time can't erase the ripples of acacia. Just like a look back, a look, it is fixed on the cross of love. The entanglement of life is one after another. Who can forget the long road? Life is long and fun is endless. True love, like a chain of love, locks the painful acacia. The love under the bodhi tree and the lettering printed on Borneo are carved in this way, and whether the misty firewood head can see the shadow of the lover is hovering.

A wordless pain, buried in my heart forever. In the cold heart of the night, only one person drinks. I don't want to tear the thin gauze and uncover the sad things, only the jade pillow gauze curtain, holding in my dream.

Just like the sudden rain last night, I can't forget that heartless picture. Your face is like frost, your mouth is spitting ice, and my love for you is fixed in that empty field. Like a sword through the heart, I am like a staggered sail. Without the focus, the boat of pain floats somewhere, which is the other side of my love.

Perhaps, that sentence came true: "The deeper you love, the deeper you hate." At this time, it's like being tied to a painful cross. I don't care if you hit me or cut me, because I already belong to you. Even if you break me into pieces, I will be willing, and I will never change my promise.

Your faint fragrance seems to make me indulge in yellow wine. I'm drunk, I'm dizzy, and I feel like you're riding on the top of a cloud. That beauty, that happiness, that aftertaste makes me dream, like the rolling curtain wind of love, holding my dream. I like to express my feelings with a flute in the stormy waves, and to play my love with a flute in the magnificent waves, just like your beautiful face, rippling in my heart, and I like to fly and swing with the feet of a red parrot. The conflict as beautiful as a fairyland always haunts my mind, so indelible, like the silk of rattan, which breaks my heart and lingers.

Love? Why is it so difficult! When I love you, it is so stormy, but when I don't love you, it is like ice. Is the reality of helplessness, or love is not deep enough. In short, is love really a show? Love is love. If you don't love, break up. Very realistic and cruel. If you want to get back your love, you will never understand it until you die. If you are not sincere, you will never get love. Only wandering in the air is your helplessness.

We all want to have a romantic evening, and we all want to last forever. But what is the reality? If you think others don't want to, if you love others but don't want to, isn't that an empty wandering and helpless ending? You want to let go at this time, but you can't. You love her so much, even to the peak. However, people's love for you is just for you, and it doesn't touch people's hearts at all, or it's just playing with you, which is not worth mentioning. Is your insincerity not moving her, or is your love boring her? Even in a word, she doesn't love you at all, but your wishful thinking. Isn't this the so-called unrequited love? Women are bitter, men are more bitter, especially men who are abandoned by such women and love others so much, which is even more miserable.

It is said that the clouds will clear up, but it is still like that. It's like I'm alive in a fog and madly in love with you. Only I can bear the pain of unrequited love. Lock the building, if it is empty, people will take a shortcut to the building. Hay, wandering in the path, lonely in the cold autumn.

Dusk is flying in the air, drawing a shortcut to the building. I am like a western Western jackdaw running around in a miserable cold night. The abandoned Yinchuan Waterfall in the house has long been swept away by your lotus shadow. I am like a melancholy Land Rover, like a monk hesitating in a lonely temple.

Looking around, there is grass everywhere, and those jagged tobacco trees can't find a place to live. Just like floating in the clouds, crossing the wild in the night smoke, shaking red alone, sad and miserable, so love is pathetic.

Don't worry, everything is up in the air. If you want to make a better year, everything is just a cloud. I want to look for romance in the clouds, but God won't look. Only deeply grieved, wandering in the cloud of love, suffering from the sky, the ground and myself.

The ends of the earth, but my heart is sad, only I do it alone.

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All you have to do is believe in yourself. Your heart is full of sunshine and your face will be bright.

All you have to do is believe in yourself. Your heart is full of sunshine and your face will be bright. People who are always grateful please themselves and others; People who are always grateful please themselves and others. True chic is positive and optimistic. Carefree, fearless, relaxed and happy is the chic and happiness of life.

Love flows in time. My mother got a serious illness when she was pregnant with me and took a lot of medicine. You are a doctor, and you know what medicine affects the fetus. Discuss with your mother and decide to abort the baby. But grandma strongly disagreed, because according to hometown customs, if the first child is not needed, there will be no more children in the future. Although you knew it was superstition, you listened to your grandmother. And said to his mother, "No matter what kind of child I have, I will recognize it as mine and raise it."

At the age of five, my mother was pregnant again, and she made up her mind to do it herself. After you know it, point to me and say to my mother, "You see, she has been in poor health since she was a child. It's pathetic. If she has no brothers and sisters, we can't take care of her for life. Let's keep the child. " Mom listened to you, so I had an extra sister that year.

10 years old, you started drinking. In the past, you never touched alcohol and never complained about life. At that time, you quarreled with your mother with all kinds of trivial things in your life every day. At that time, I was scared. I'm afraid of your divorce. That's when I began to hate you. And tell yourself in your heart: I won't take care of this man when he is old.

14 years old, in junior high school, that is to say, you can cut your hair short on the grounds that you are busy studying (in your eyes, women should have long hair). You saw my newly cut short hair, and you had a quarrel with your mother that day. I remember that you didn't look at me with your eyes after that. At that time, I was in a rebellious period, so my hair became shorter and shorter, although later I envied girls with long hair. ...

17 years old, school holiday, my mother asked me to help with farm work at home. You said to her angrily, "What did you ask her to do?" What can you do if she is so thin? "I saw you yelling at my mother. In order not to disappoint my mother, I worked hard. I hope you can change your prejudice against me. My neighbors praised me as a scholar, and I didn't fall behind in farm work, but you still complained, "No matter how good I am, I have to get married when I grow up." "When you said this, I ran home and cried.

19 years old, you suffer from depression. Under the influence of a lot of alcohol and aspirin, you ended your 45-year-old life with a bottle of pesticide. I found a suicide note when I was sorting out your belongings. The general content is that you admire your mother, because she always encourages you whenever you have no confidence in life. You said that your mother gave you a second life, and you appreciated her education.

But, father, I was so naive, I couldn't understand your heart at all, just thought you were an irresponsible husband, father. And I also regard all men as irresponsible "people". At that time, I decided that I would never get married.

Last year, I went home and had a long talk with my mother all night, letting me know that you didn't want my mother to suffer, but you couldn't change the status quo, so you drugged yourself with alcohol, didn't want me to have long hair like a boy, and didn't want me to do farm work, so you "angry" me home. ...

I am 22 years old. I watched a video today. Every father married his daughter. Don't look until you see it halfway. I know this shows that I can finally feel a father's love for his daughter. Although it is the distance between heaven and earth, I can still feel your deep love. The word "dad" has been changed to "he" all these years, and I don't think it will ever happen again.

Love, just as it flows through time, melts the water in Qian Shan, melts the desolation of time and melts the distance between heaven and earth, but it never diminishes.

? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe it!

One of us is like summer and the other is like autumn. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe that friends are more dead set than lovers.

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You were right last night. After all, in these two years of college life, we were inseparable. Sea ice still can't tell you from me.

If it wasn't for you. I wouldn't believe it either. In college, there will be the word deskmate. We eat together, have classes and hang out in the library. On the road, there is no lady's giggle. Talk about eggs, talk about tomatoes, talk about sediment. Give each of my idols a name, and then hit the road; Talking about their affairs without scruple. There are doubtful eyes from time to time, but we still giggle and say to each other: be gentle.

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe it. In the dormitory, you can also have good friends. Others say that people who live in the same dormitory will always have contradictions; A good friend is usually not a roommate. But because of you, let me believe; That's not true. I go back to my dormitory at noon every day, and you drive me to bed. Because I am a pig, I have to sleep for a long time!

Sometimes, we are suddenly confused. Go to the runway with your partner, run a few laps, calm down, blow the wind and tell your anxiety! Will also run to take a bath early, turn the water to the maximum and come out for a long time; You can cry as much as you want in it, and no one will know. My face is wet. People don't know it's tears, not water.

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe it. In college, there will be such stupid and naive people.

We are stupid enough to believe everything others say!

Stupid, a little thing, you will be moved to tears!

Silly, arguing all day about which way is closer to the dormitory; There is also a competition to see who can go back to the dormitory faster!

Stupid enough to think that as long as you tell the truth, others will not blame you. Think the truth is acceptable to everyone!

Stupid enough to think that anything can be achieved as long as you work hard!

We were inseparable from freshman year. Accustomed to the days with you!

We are all rational people, but we live sensibly!

You can generously say to each other, "Never mind, I can understand."

But unhappy, you and I can't limit it Understanding is one thing, being unhappy is another!

We like to put unhappiness on our faces, and I can't afford to be happy to see you unhappy.

Even if it is only two years, the memories are full!

Accustomed to having you, thank you at last!

Mu Yanxi, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe it!

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As time goes by, the personalized signature of the sad qq couple 20 14 is erased.

You throw stones, I throw cloth, you lose, and live with me forever.

You give scissors, I give cloth, I lose, I will accompany you all my life.

-If you don't hesitate, I don't love you.

-If you want to go, I won't stay.

"What does it feel like not letting go?" "You are afraid of the dark, but he is bright."

"What's it like to be inseparable?" "You are afraid of the cold, but she is the sun."

I watch life and death with blooming time.

I spent a lost time in love.

I can't figure out if I can't stay. This is an irresistible era.

I can't see or touch, and I can't meet this fleeting time.

When we were young, we danced together because of who was in love or because of loneliness.

After the vicissitudes of life, why do we prefer to be strangers when we are as lonely as ever?

I am simple, as long as you say a warm good night.

I am not complicated, as long as you say a gentle good morning.

I bet my youth on tomorrow. Will tomorrow disappoint me?

I love you with my life. Will loving you hurt me?

I love you, no matter in what way, no matter for what reason.

I miss you, whenever and wherever.

Sunflowers always smile at the sunshine that doesn't belong to them.

Sunlight always warms sunflowers that don't belong to it.

Eternal land is always worn away by the rotation of time.

Everlasting is erased bit by bit in the passage of time.

We are distressed by the years when my fingertips flow gently.

The floating life that flows gently through my hand is like a dream, and we sigh endlessly.

I miss the endless sweetness of this summer.

I miss the endless little happiness like fallen leaves in this autumn.

I am not afraid that the wind can see through my loneliness, and I am afraid that you can see through my mind.

I am not afraid of the rain to see through my loneliness, but I am afraid that you will see through my little entanglement.

Seven-year itch, can I be your bride?

Seven years itch, girl, can I be your groom?

Loneliness is a kind of purity, which is the so-called absence after love recedes.

Tears are a precaution and a boring burden hidden in your heart.

Because there's nothing I can do. Let it be.

Because the heart has nothing to hide, so let it be.

No matter how bad your conditions are, there will always be people who love you.

No matter how good your conditions are, there will always be people who don't love you

Through those right and wrong, whether the result is happy or sad.

Walking through those fears turned into happiness and sadness.

If you are afraid of getting old, then I will get old for you.

If you are afraid of suffering, I will suffer for you.

Some people, although they know it well, can't like it.

Some people, even if they meet for the first time, can't help falling in love with him.

When you are happy, I am willing to be happy with you-

I am willing to accompany you when you are sad-

For my son to have a happy family, I want to be nice to my son and mother.

For my daughter to have a happy family, I want to be good to her father.

Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt again.

Peace of mind, with me here, you will never feel lonely again.

I am not a gentle person at all, but I have been doing everything gentle for you.

I am not a patient person, but I always lose patience with you.

Because of a promise, this man made me keep it all my life.

Because of a promise, this woman has made me love for a lifetime.

How many blank crossword puzzles are there in life? I was born stupid and couldn't fill it out.

How many people will exist in the future? There is a kind of happiness. I was born alone and can't wait.

Some things, the speed of evolution does not allow you to think much.

Some people, you can't worry about the speed of change.

Standing on the street looking for my direction, the city is always changing.

Want to sing strange eyes, buy a collection of sunshine by vicissitudes of life.

Stay alone for a long time and don't understand the happiness of two people.

After two people for a long time, I don't understand the loneliness of one person.

Those rare emotions occupy the whole memory of the past.

These fragmented loves have eroded the future for a whole century.

Stay alone for a long time and don't understand the happiness of two people.

After two people for a long time, I don't understand the loneliness of one person.

We are distressed by the years when my fingertips flow gently.

The floating life that flows gently through my hand is like a dream, and we sigh endlessly.

Love is the instant fireworks that you and I cling to every happiness.

Love is that you and I seize every moment of touch.

What you imagine is not what I said.

What you said is not what I expected.

How I wish there was such a person who would hurt me severely.

How I wish I had someone who loves me desperately.

I want to be as simple and lovely as crayon Shinchan forever.

I want to be as weird as cherry meatballs forever.

The person who tripped me, I made him never stand up.

He who helps me up, I will never fall.

When you appeared, the dawn of happiness immediately appeared in front of my eyes.

Your concern, sweet dawn immediately shines in my heart.

We are warm to each other, but our hearts can't get in.

We cherish each other, but our hearts are still unreliable.

Because of the long time, I will be so concerned.

I'm so crazy because of you.

Some people's wounds heal slowly in time, such as him.

Some people's wounds slowly fester in time, like me.

The song is not a single tune, but a touching commemoration.

Diary is not a day-to-day record, but an unforgettable love.

My half is your soul. -I love you.

Half of me is your life. -I love you.

I thought I would be the strongest one, but I still overestimated myself.

I thought you would be the most heartless, or did I sell myself short?

She is beautiful, and I can only silently bless her and him.

He is so handsome that I can only look at him and her from a distance.

You throw stones, I throw cloth, you lose, and live with me forever.

You give scissors, I give cloth, I lose, I will accompany you all my life.

I live in a world of flowers, so I can have three wives and four concubines.

I live in today's society, and I can't be obedient and virtuous.

I don't like to take the initiative to find you, because I am afraid that it is my self-love.

I like that you take the initiative to find me and let me know that you are not tired of me.