I once loved your sad and poignant words, your sentimental heart, your gentle and watery eyes, and your witty and humorous conversation. Maybe this isn't the real you, but I don't mind. I have placed you in the softest place deep in my heart, letting you and my heartbeat and breathing be together, making me feel the heartbeat and joy I have never felt before.
Love is a strange thing. It's like a cloud. When I fall into it unintentionally, I lose my center and direction. The fog is heavy, where is the way back? The road ahead is vast, where will we go? It covered the beautiful blue sky, and I could no longer feel the bright sunshine.
I once thought that my heart had died many years ago. But I never thought that it was just the seed of an ancient lotus frozen under the snow-capped mountains. The call of sunshine and rain in one spring would wake it up from its thousand-year slumber, take root, sprout, and blossom into gorgeous flowers. I don’t know whether my life is a spotless white paper on this page, or whether the passage of time has washed away the colors and words written on the paper, and washed it into a pure white paper again. A blank piece of paper. I am no longer young, but I have regained a heart like first love that is very incompatible with my age.
It only takes a second to fall in love with someone; but it takes a lifetime to forget someone!
Love in my heart is not robbery, possession, or destruction that I don’t want. It has another selfless way of being.
Today, I cannot be a great person, I cannot use my meager strength to give you any help, I can only love you silently in my own way.
I can only love you in silence.
I just want to see you every day, see you happy, see your smile, I will be very satisfied.
Your admirers have accused me of not caring about you, as if I were absolutely responsible for your unhappiness. He said he loves you so much. For you, he can do anything. He wanted me to do the same. When I told him that I couldn't see you often and couldn't care too much about you, he was very angry and hated me from then on. Facing his inexplicable "resentment", I could only smile bitterly. I don't argue with him. He hated the wrong thing about me. In fact, how can I have such weight in your heart?
In fact, why don’t I want to care about you meticulously? ! I very much hope that I can stay by your side, bring you a cup of hot tea when you are thirsty, comfort and encourage you when you are sad, share happiness with you when you are successful, and share happiness with you when you are physically and mentally exhausted. When you are with me, I gently hug your waist from behind, gently lean my face on your back, talk to you quietly with my heart, and listen to your inner voice... It’s just that all these rights and obligations, together with Neither of you belong to me. Facing so many helplessness, I feel so helpless and bitter!
"Ask what love is in the world, and it will tell you whether life and death are together!" But there are some things in the world that are more important than love. I can't just hurt others because of love.
I am a moth with broken wings. For the rest of my life, I will no longer be qualified to fight the fire.
I can only love you in silence!
I can only imagine your happiness and joy, troubles and pain in the dimly lit place. It’s just that I can’t go through all this with you, because I’m not the one who can stay by your side and accompany you throughout your life!
I can only look up at your halo and glory in the dim light, just like looking up at the golden full moon in the sky in the dark night, even though it only projects a cold and refreshing light. Hui, can't give me a trace of warmth.
Loving someone is very hard, why can’t I stop giving? Loving someone is very tiring, why can’t I refuse to miss you? Loving someone is very stupid, why can’t I stop giving? But still stubborn?
I can only love you in silence!
Buddha said that love is the result of looking back affectionately five hundred times in the past life in exchange for passing it by in this life. So please tell me, can I pass you by in this life in exchange for your affectionate look back five hundred times in this life? Please tell me, did I meet the right person at the wrong time, or did I meet the wrong person at the wrong time?
Once upon a time, I dreamed of being able to walk into your life. I dreamed of being able to laugh proudly with you and enjoy the wind, flowers, snow and moon. But this dream is accompanied by a guilt called betrayal. Illusions come and go, appearing countless times in my sleepless dreams, causing my silent tears to fly all over the sky along with the falling flowers and snow.
If I meet you in a different place in the next life, maybe you will be a wanderer chasing the wind and the moon, and I will be a weak and helpless orchid in the empty valley. You will also use your sweet words to weave beautiful dreams for me and make empty promises, allowing me to spend my short life waiting for your return in the wind and rain. Because you just want to linger among the flowers, and no flower is worthy of your lifelong dependence and never separation. You will take away your beauty and leave your sorrow to me. However, I still hope that we can pass each other by each other in the next life. Even if I have to sacrifice my momentary happiness with a lifetime of tears, I will have no regrets. Because I want to exchange this for our affectionate look back five hundred times in this life.
You are not perfect, but because of the love in my heart, I can tolerate all your shortcomings.
May the past be like smoke and eventually go away with the wind.
I can only love you in silence.