What loves you most is often not what you love most; And the longest is not your favorite, nor is it your favorite. ...
No one wants to change her mind on purpose. She really loves you when she loves you, and really doesn't love you when she doesn't.
She loves you, so she can't pretend not to love you. Similarly, she can't pretend to love you when she doesn't love you.
When a person leaves you because he doesn't love you, you should ask yourself if you still love her. If you don't love her anymore,
Never refuse to leave because of poor self-esteem; If you still love her, you should wish her happiness.
I hope she's with someone she really loves. There's no need to stop her. If you stop her from being truly happy,
This means that you no longer love her. If you don't love her, who are you to accuse her of changing her mind?
Love is not possession! But tolerant, you like the moon, you can't take it for yourself, but the light of the moon can still shine into your heart.
In other words, if you really love someone, you can have it in another way and make your lover an eternal memory in your life.
Music filled with faint sadness whirled back and forth, and euphemistic and sad words whirled back and forth, prompting us to burst into tears.
Beauty is always accompanied by sadness. I only know that this is actually common sense in life, but everyone knows that they can talk about it in Kan Kan when they are awake.
But it takes a lifetime to understand the true meaning of practice.
I call it tongue twister. Unlike other tongue twisters, love cannot be bypassed.
It stands at the crossroads of everyone's life, holding on to you who are flying in youth. Someone will slip through the net,
No matter what posture you face her. The real winner is not you, me and her, but time!
It is the chief culprit in the murder of love, it makes you crazy about love, and at the same time destroys your love without showing any trace.
It never changes the pace for your mood, even if you beg, it won't stop for a while.
You can't even see it ignoring everything, so the spring night is always short, but the pain is slow; However, parting is always quick,
But the wait is long; However, love is fleeting, but life is bleak.
We can't grasp the response of love, but we can only convey the news of our love;
We can't grasp it, we can only grasp our own efforts; We can't guarantee eternity,
We can only operate with our hearts. However, if we can devote our limited time wholeheartedly and use our true feelings,
With deep thoughts and beautiful memories, who can say that our life is meaningless?
If we devote ourselves to the confusing love game all our lives, who can say that we have never really loved?