That's why I feel stupid, pathetic and pathetic.
You have no feelings for me, and you don't accept it.
I know it's a mistake, but I don't want to see the truth.
You want to treat me as a friend, but I want to treat you as a lover, an object you can rely on and indulge your feelings at will.
I can't control my feelings, which are getting stronger and deeper every day. I am eager to have your attention and love, and I can't calmly treat the limited concern you have given me. What I want is a little concern from you. I am not greedy. I just want a little attention from you.
Falling in love for a year, touching love letter, model essay 2 Maybe I can't walk hand in hand with you through the long world of mortals in this life, even if it's just a small journey-in fact, I have never expected it so much; I'm just surprised to meet you by chance at such a moment and meet a romantic and warm day. I've always wanted to call you-but I can't help hiding the idea in my heart. I don't know if you would like to receive any news or inquiries from me; I'm not sure if you will still think of me. In every night when the autumn is as cool as water, like me, I stay awake every night, and my thoughts bring me back to the intersection where we first met and the dreamy past when we met.
Days are like autumn leaves, which fade one by one. My heart lingers sadly in a strange country, watching flowers bloom and fall, letting the wind and rain blow.
Still repeating the sentence when I was a teenager: it is accidental to know you, and it is my wish to keep you. Just for this sentence, I walked aimlessly and trudged helplessly in the sea of people. Maybe people really live between faith and reality all their lives. I can't be betrayed by faith, and I can't get rid of the present-this may have doomed my road today. Looking up at the sky, I sighed slightly: if it can only be a reunion, I also want to be a passer-by, but I really can't move.
Do you feel a gust of wind floating in the air, looking for the fate you shouldn't miss in your hurry? If the traces of these words disturb your peace, let them become fragments of the wind. I will bless you sincerely with my whole life to make up for my mistakes. I have always longed to be the wind circulating in the spiritual space.
At the moment of life, walk with purity and pursue perfection in reality. The so-called poems are just words that comfort roads and footprints. The network is an empty space, but since that meeting, my heart has been occupied by you. I care for this feeling that can't be explained by concept, and one day I will show all the stories about you to the world with the enrichment of the cultivators.
But, forgive me, at the moment, I can't write the details of our being together. Forgive me for not being able to count the desires and dreams I have had in my heart; Forgive me for not telling you how many times I woke up at night and whispered your name, but I can only entrust my heart to the breeze and tell Han Xing. I believe I used to burn with passion. Although it was just a pure spiritual love, a completely beautiful and romantic flight, I believe it is real. Every heartbeat, every breath, every touch and every tear is so real and clear that it touches the delicate string of love in your heart and mine.
There is always such a big gap between life and ideals. People who love each other may not be together, and people who are together may not love each other. From acquaintance, to falling in love, to staying together, it seems simple and ordinary, but in real life, how many people really walk so perfectly? ≤#url# Organize this article, and the copyright belongs to the original author and original source ≥
The moon is full of ups and downs, people have joys and sorrows, and life is nine times out of ten unsatisfactory. Butterfly lovers's colorful butterfly has long been lost, and the gorgeous and romantic love boat has long been sleeping at the bottom of the cold North Atlantic. Maybe sometimes, love without ending is really exciting.
I don't know how nature plays tricks on people, nor how fate arranges my life. When you finally disappeared from qq completely, I knew that you would really "leave" one day-although we never met. I finally lost my most precious thing, I said to myself over and over again. My heart is numb with pain. I thought I could get rid of it. I thought time could heal my wounds. I thought I could stop thinking about you, waiting for you and expecting miracles-but, but, but-forgive me, I really can't. I can disguise myself with a happy smiling face, I can hide myself with a happy coat, I can deceive myself with everything that can anesthetize myself, but I can't deceive my heart. Every night, in the dead of night, there is always a voice calling your name. The voice is gentle, it can penetrate any time and space, any life and death, but it can't open your small window, reach your dream and convey my thoughts and homesickness to you.
No matter where you go, no matter what insurmountable mountains there are between you and me, I still want to tell you a million thoughts in my heart, and I will still go to that truth. Wave to you and let you know that in your lonely life, there is another person who cherishes your life and shares all your pains. How I want to say to your face: Please take good care of me.
Waiting is a kind of pain and a kind of fate. I believe that one day, just like when you left, you suddenly appeared on qq, as if we had never been apart. I know, I don't know in which year, which month and which day, I will meet you again, just like meeting you for the first time, but we won't have any misunderstanding and separation. We will watch it for a long time, and what we can see face to face with you is the affectionate smile of your tolerant and kind brother, just like yesterday. How many people spend their whole lives just for a special meeting? I will be one of them. I don't think you need a reason.
I believe there will be a story that I will never forget. I believe that the story of two people will not disappear in the bud. I believe that many things are impossible, because efforts can eventually succeed. Facing you, I don't shake my head or nod, just look at my own shadow. I know that my own shadow is different from any other one, and every one is beautiful. No one has more grain and water than me and others. I have more darkness or light than anyone else.
Waiting for you is a kind of scenery, a kind of exclusive enjoyment, including summer sunshine, just like my restless mood; There are also cold stars in winter nights, which are my almost disappointed eyes.
I know there is no me in your world. Because I'm just a life in a corner. It's been almost three years. I want to know whether your life is happy and full now. You may not recognize me in the crowd, but I often dream of you. Since I sent you those two perfect letters a few years ago, my heart no longer belongs to me. Of course you don't know. This is the most beautiful writing I have written in 23 years. Since then, my pen can no longer find the artistic conception and despair of that year. I am really a nostalgic and sentimental person, afraid of true love.
At the beginning of the new year, I ended my long-lost love. After five years of love and hate, I only come to a conclusion: he and I are not destined lovers on the three stones we are looking for each other. There is a big sky outside, but there is only one person who is really worth my life, so I can't choose him. I know that I am a slender and sensitive person who needs understanding and comfort, and what I need is a warm and lasting feeling. And this feeling, I only believe that you can give in this world. His love is a blooming thorny rose, beautiful and painful, gorgeous and desperate.
At the beginning, I was indomitable, patient and tolerant for a long time, and finally failed. Although I am delicate and sensitive, independent and strong, intelligent and talented, I can't cook exquisite and delicious meals, so what? Some losses are doomed, and some predestinations will never bear fruit. You don't have to say anything.
The sunshine in spring is getting stronger and brighter, but I am getting thinner and paler. Five years is a long dream. Fortunately, I woke up laughing. I am still happy. I can finally express my attachment to you boldly and truly, and finally I don't have to desperately suppress my persistent heart for you. Now, you are all to me and my beauty.
I guess, you must be a thoughtful, thoughtful, grumpy person, sloppy and domineering. This is also your image in my mind. What impressed me most was that you had long hair, a loose T-shirt, a pair of jeans with fat legs and holes, and a pair of slippers on the campus in summer. Smile, you idiot. I just like your cute and mature appearance, and there is no reason. Whenever I think about it, I am always proud of you. No one can give me the satisfaction of this idea. Only you, you are the one I want to cherish my life. I am telling the truth.
I was upstairs in your class, preparing for the exam. One day, I read a book and found that it was all about you. I went downstairs and deliberately passed by your class, just as you came out. I pretended to be careless and glanced at you with my eyes. You didn't notice me. I quietly raised my eyes and took a glance. I stared at you proudly when you didn't know, but you suddenly raised your head and showed a slightly surprised expression. I quickly turned my head and lowered my head, but I heard my heart pounding. You must have seen me in a hurry. Your eyes seem to see through me. My heart is still beating and I don't even know how to walk back to the classroom.
I haven't seen you for a while, but I feel your shadow is by my side, and I have searched all over the world, just to look at you and then bow my head in a hurry. I admit that I am a coward, will you stop laughing at me? Later, it was convenient for you to borrow your second sister to work with you. Lao Liu called and said that someone wanted to see you. I still can't forget your excited tone on the phone. I was really crazy, and all I could think about was you. This is the hardest lesson in my life.
After class, we almost all went downstairs together. You are standing in our designated position as promised, and you are waiting happily. I think you must like taking classes. It's so comforting to finally meet you who I haven't seen for a few days. My roommate kindly asked you to go. She saw you, and we left with satisfaction, leaving you puzzled. You just walked away for a while, and I felt a little distressed. In fact, you didn't see my disguised eyes under my little glasses, nor did you feel my uneasy heartbeat when I walked towards you, but at that time, how satisfied and happy I was!
Another time, everyone went to the ice rain ditch to play together, and went to a hotel for dinner when they returned to Shenyang. Everyone asks you to find a partner. I have been silently watching you in the corner, confident and embarrassed, secretly laughing in my heart, really happy. On the way back to school, you suddenly got on our car and stood not far in front of me. I'm trying to breathe, trying to feel you, so close. Seeing your silhouette so chiseled and resolute, I am addicted to an emotion of appreciation and selflessness, and I can't and won't extricate myself. ...
And all this, you must not remember, and you don't know whether you are happy now. Do you already have someone around you who you want to cherish for a lifetime? If my late confession affects your life, I'm deeply sorry. I won't do anything to ruin others' feelings. If you are married when you read this letter, please cherish my two beautiful words. I admire a man who has a successful career and loves his family. You can do it.