Passers-by, in addition to shoulder wiping, will not look back more.
Beautiful things do not come alone. They come with everything.
I am glad to have met you that year, and sad to have met you that year.
If love him is a kind of indulgence, I may also be willing to indulge in life!
Sometimes, we don’t want too much, just follow our heart.
Yes, don’t let go. I’ll only shine in front of you.
There will always be someone who will defeat you if he laughs at you.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
If you give me the same as you give others, then I would rather not.
How can a man who has seen a rose fall in love with a roadside wildflower?
Sometimes, I miss someone very much, for some self-righteous commemoration.
The sweeter you laugh, the more tired you feel, and you want to go back when you are most busy.
I’m a pain you can’t touch. You’re a pain I can’t touch.
Separation and reunion are the endless performances of life. If you get used to it, you will no longer feel sad.
I can forgive you. The one I can’t forgive is myself.
It’s better to keep one’s oath to life, death, sickness and old age than to say it too early.
Maybe it’s only when you really come out that you will find that it’s not the only one.
Is it because I care too much about her? Or maybe it’s just that she doesn’t care about me.
Narcissistic people are lovely, because narcissism, so, know more about love.
He said, I’m as strong as a hedgehog, and I hurt everyone who loves me.
Don’t hate you, don’t hate you nagging, then don’t love you.
From now on, I am not greedy, nor greedy, only greedy a person sincerely good to me.
Sadness and tears are real, the difference is only internal and external, invisible and tangible.
We are not together, but you are the nearest distance in my heart.
We have the worst height difference, but you never let me look up.
How I say, how I laugh and how polite I am is what you love.
Many things are slowly taken apart and pieced together in the heart, and then people are wrong.
Will miss the sunshine, no matter where you are, love stays, affection is long.
Wait for a person or a story. Swimming across a world, a total of life and death.
Thank you for daring to love me.
I don’t like to walk in front because I’m afraid you’ll disappear after I turn around.
Our happiness is in the initial commitment, in the future dream.
I can’t say what I love you, but I know you can’t be replaced in my heart.
You are in my aunt’s mind. You are not afraid that my uncle will strangle you in the middle of the night.
If you no longer love, why should I use dignity to retain a changed heart.
Why can some people do not like you, and I can not.
Can you refuse all ambiguities for me, for one who loves you?
I’m always afraid that one day you will find that I’m not as good as you think.
You say? You like me? Actually, I like it very much.
I love you, love can not extricate themselves; you hurt me, with only one sentence.
Promises and affection, the tide of no way out, flooded me time and again.
I hope you can say good morning in my ear every day, and I can say good night in your ear.
Have you ever had a heart attack when I told you I love you?
There are no two inappropriate selves, as long as one does not want to be in the same heart.
For a moment, I still want to believe that you like me.