Scold if you want, sweet if you want,
Really talk about everything,
Play together when you are happy,
Hug and cry when you are sad!
This little happiness is what I have been longing for.
My best friend ~ the girl I love
I like hiding behind her. I want to protect her.
Our shoes ~
You always feel that your feet are not good-looking
Yuanyuan, do you know?
Your feet are so cute ~
You are the most charming at this time.
I am a cat and you are a fish.
One day you're gone,
What should I do?
Baby ~
You know, I love you.
be
You should be great.
Thank you, thank you,
Thank you for being together,
Thank you for everything.
If I can, I hope you are my woman or I am yours.
If I may, I think you are my real sister.
Dandelion seeds will drift with the wind and never meet again.
And we are just the opposite.
No matter where we are.
You and I can find each other.
We won't be apart, okay?
Let's not forget each other, shall we?
What is a sister?
That was the most embarrassing time for me or you.
They can say to each other: come to my house, I will provide food and shelter, and I will support you.
What impresses me is that it is not as good as your photo.
Girls' Day.
You said you looked like a "good wife and mother"
But the food you fried ~ ~ ~
Let's go together.
We are proud, we are good girls, and we don't pretend to be innocent or lose our hair.
As we said,
Now that we are best friends,
When we grow up, we are each other's bridesmaids.
I will be your baby's godmother in the future.
We bought the same clothes and shoes,
We agreed to wear it together.
——20xx.3.23
We agreed,
You want to cook,
So you're sitting there playing with your mobile phone.
Where am I busy alone ~
It's not fair.
——20xx.3.24
Be a principal, a teacher and a student.
See us wearing the same clothes and shoes.
They accidentally admitted their mistake,
Yes, if only we were sisters.
We were inseparable.
The French fries you made are really delicious.
Your smile is beautiful, and your busy appearance is also beautiful ~
Listen to my advice sometimes, okay?
Let me share some with you sometimes, ok?
Change for me sometimes, okay?
That's really bad,
Even when you are in a bad mood.
But it will hurt you.
Yuanyuan ~ stay away from it in the future.
——20xx.3.27
I was hit by a car,
I don't know if it's out of fear or pain.
I can't stop crying.
You've been comforting me and blaming yourself.
Really thank you, I have the most brilliant warmth.
——20xx.3.29
I wonder what happened to Yoko.
I'm a little jealous that you are so worried.
Would you be in such a hurry if I told you?
——20xx.3.30
Baby ~
Know what?
No matter who is waiting for me.
Who am I in love with,
You all mean a lot to me.
No one can replace it.
No matter what happens, we will not change.
My love essay 2 once thought that I wouldn't write anything impetuous to pay homage to my youth at my fingertips, but I still couldn't help it. What you can't get is always in turmoil, and what you get is fearless. Am I scared at this time? Look at the person you love and stand opposite. Look at each other, but can't hug each other. A bloody heart is irritable. Alas, there is nothing worse.
Some people say: two parallel lines, always watching each other, are as immortal as stars. But they can't stand each other's passion, turning point and intersection. Hug at the focus and go further and further. Go further and further. . . . . In the dark night, a residual lamp and a roll of white paper can't write a suffocating heart-wrenching, but can only sigh for the moon, but there is nothing to do. As the night slowly passed away, I lost my tears and your eternal watch. Heartache and tears.
When you and I meet, we will always be two meteors, which instantly collide with an enviable spark and then disappear, leaving only endless ashes. Touch it gently, and it will fall with the wind and land in a place that will never be found. I want to try to forget it. I don't have to think about it anymore. There is really no way to let fragmentary memories spin in my mind like snowflakes, but they don't melt. It flows into the heart along the blood, like poison, hurting the heart and every inch of skin. Once the frozen heart is close to you, you can't step into anyone or anything. I increase my temperature in various ways, but it is as indestructible as a rock. I have to torture myself, over and over again, over and over again.
My love, what should I do to have a happy ending? No more sadness, no more sighing alone at night. I gave you everything I had, to be a qualified supporting actor in your world. But in the end you still feel unqualified. My love, I like what you like, and I hate what you hate. But I'm not the king. I will try my best to make you smile. Honey, I feel sorry for you. I can only get drunk and never remember. However, alcohol can only make you more depressed and miss more. My love, I want nothing but to embrace each other and watch the flowers bloom in front of the court. I cry for you, I smile for you, I am worried that you are hungry and cold, and I am afraid that you will be wronged. But I can't find a suitable reason to give you a warm hug.
After crying, I don't know how to cry anymore When you are drunk, you are eager to wake up, join hands with Baiyun and wander aimlessly in the vast world.
In a word, a love, a scar, I miss it all my life.
My love prose essay 3 The red flowers on the horizon have not yet bloomed.
You are like a fairy walking in the clouds, gone forever.
The warm palm holds up tomorrow's sun, and it will never rise again.
You have become the other side that I can never reach!
I turned around and met you.
See you smiling at the corner of the intersection.
Wandering by the lake, the water is gurgling.
The figure stumbled forward.
Walk slowly, full of melancholy.
Hesitate, at a loss
Look at each other with your eyes closed and talk to each other affectionately.
The other shore forgot the fleeting time of Sichuan, the unforgettable smile and the unforgettable hurdle.
I don't know how to pay more attention to it in thousands of cycles. You are my stumbling block.
Weak water 3 thousand, grab a gourd ladle casually, you drink Meng Po soup, and you will be reborn.
I knocked over the bowl of Meng Po Tang.
In this world, there is no fixed place, illusory ghost.
Not in the foreseeable future.
everlasting
A long wait, time passes,
Jiumi Feng Shuang
I'm not who I used to be.
Tears on the candle
Falling flowers all over the sky
The past was shrouded in layers of white fog.
Gone with the Wind
Dressed in red, with long hair and waist.
Ride a pony and tread the world of mortals.
An ordinary piece of paper, a lonely smoke in the desert
A political party, Mo Bao, left its name in history.
If it's just the first time I'm with you
Know as little as the morning star
How can a mirror-like lake ripple?
Raise a smile at the corner of your mouth
Goodbye, it does not belong to my world of mortals inn!
My Love Essay 4 Looking up at the starry sky, there is a shining and ordinary star.
I don't know when, you just walked into my heart, without any precautions, without any concerns ... I don't know when, I just walked out of your heart, without any trace or awareness. ...
That year was in a hurry, and I accidentally gave up my heart without reservation. That year was in a hurry, I didn't understand, but I didn't understand, thinking that I had settled in your heart. In my haste, I was naive, but naive enough to think that people's hearts were as strong as iron.
Nirvana once, if the heartbeat stops, then you can laugh and watch the world of mortals end. Love and hate, joy and pain. You taught me all this. Four years, from acquaintance to acquaintance, from acquaintance to acquaintance, we have experienced ups and downs all the way, but never thought about today's ending. Today's ending, who is to blame, who is to hate, who is to blame …
Four years ago, you existed in my mind and took root deeply; Four years later, the same is true. It hasn't changed, but it has never changed. I only take a scoop of water for 3000 yuan, but this water is forgetful. If I drink it, I will never forget it Life is short. When the cherry blossoms fall, my heart withers with the wind. Think too much, forget you, think too much and forget everything. Memory can't be grasped. When you hold the moonlight tightly, it turns into darkness. I keep this innocence and this beauty firmly in my heart and can't be ignored.
That year, I was in a hurry, didn't grasp it well, and accidentally handed over my heart; That year was in a hurry, and I loved it too late, but I didn't know that you had already disappeared. From the moment I met, I was doomed to escape this dream. From the moment I said goodbye, I knew this dream was too deep for me to extricate myself.
The stars in the starry sky, sliding and breaking, shine my heart. I am like a meteor, passing through your heart nonstop, but in an instant, I disappeared without a trace. That year was in a hurry, like a meteor, which flashed at once, without sound or existence, just like disappearing from your heart.
In a hurry that year, thank you for giving me such a touching youth. ...
My love essay 5 I always look at you so quietly.
Although I know leaving is charming for you.
In a person's life
It is a miracle to have you.
Constantly create a tearful dawn.
Is love your tears?
If you fall, you won't make waves.
Am I no longer the only one for you?
Let me indulge in the circle of missing.
It's like I was in tears.
Even the collapse became clearly visible.
It was my failure that set off your love.
Did he leave anything unforgettable in your memory?
In front of you, you become hazy and the pain becomes indescribable.
Is love so hasty?
Did he replace the only one you remember about me?
It makes me hoarse and weak.
I saw you online today, but I haven't seen your head for a long time. I want to be spoiled in front of you, pour out my lingering feelings, bathe in kindness and warmth, but I don't have the courage to look at you, wandering in deep desire, depression and sadness.
Looking at your message, a little sweet and sour seeped into the lonely heart. Really, yesterday's sadness is still the same today, maybe I care too much about the ending of my dream. Always tell yourself, no matter how deep the pain is, don't cry, but the tears don't live up to expectations.
Love is too stupid, and the heart is too bitter. Sometimes I just can't control my heart. I can't sleep at night when I miss you. I remember that every time I meet you, I naturally interpret happiness to the fullest. In the vast sea of people, I met you, and you are in my dream.
Perhaps, it is my pursuit and persistence in love, because you are my special spiritual dream, knowing that love has no ending, I still love you persistently. Perhaps, love has become a sweet burden for you, and your whispers are getting less and less, making it more difficult to meet. Now, I don't know, have you seen my head, because I expect your head?
The other shore is so vague that my heart floats. I'm afraid you are unhappy and don't want to be a burden to you. Don't worry. I listened to you and didn't think much. Make yourself happy. You should also take good care of yourself. No matter how things change, I will always love you, and I have you in my heart. No one can really walk into my heart. Keep this feeling deep in your heart, in the corner closest to you, and accompany you silently in this life. If you don't leave, I'm counting on you.
My Love Prose 7 Without you, who can hold up my soul?
Without you, who can warm my life?
Who can light up my future without you?
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All along, you think that I am smart and beautiful, which is your achievement in life and your proud capital. No matter what others think, you still believe that I am the best. Today, I want to state your heavy love in the most ordinary words and sing your praise in the most simple tone.
I like you best and your hug best, which is warm enough to melt my sadness; I like your kiss best, soft enough to drive away all the pain; I like your eyes best, so gentle that my world is tightly surrounded. You say I am your hope, but you don't know that you are my miracle. In this world of self-knowledge, there is a person who can love me so much, not hesitate to light up my life and warm me, and not hesitate to gamble on the weight of my soul to achieve me.
I'm sorry to make your world full of me. Love me without leaving any room.
Thank you for filling your world with me, even my dreams have my name.
I'm sorry to make you feel that you didn't let me live a rich life and support a family with a belief.
Thank you for giving me all your best and propping up my whole sky.
I'm sorry to make you think I'm the best, but I didn't do my best.
Thank you for always thinking that I am the best and giving me the courage to fight.
I'm sorry, I always thought I knew you well, but I couldn't share your sadness.
Thank you for trying to understand me, but never considering your own wishes.
I'm sorry, I keep telling you such and such promises, but now I don't have the strength to carry them out.
Thank you for always believing in my promise, but all I want is my happiness.
I'm sorry, I keep saying I'm sorry, but I can't do more for you.
Thank you, you have always loved me so much and engraved the warmth in my heart forever.
Can you, give me more opportunities to love you, can you, make yourself more selfish and atone for my sins? I am like a devil, devouring your life and giving it to you. If human happiness is a gift from God, then you are that God, and my happiness is your powerful grace.
Postscript: You paved my youth with vicissitudes of life, and my life has no reason to be sad. Even your nagging makes me feel that at least someone is watching me. It's just, I'm sorry, all I can give you now is that I love you. ...
My love essay 8 "Come back, come back, my love", I can't help telling myself this.
Friends, even if they find their first love in the past, even if they are sincere, even if they are. Don't forget the promise of sharing weal and woe and never giving up! Because she (he) still loves you. Love your face, love your first whisper, love your literary talent.
A good friend of mine likes reading and literature. He has published many works in newspapers and periodicals at all levels and won awards, especially in poetry. He is a sentimental person. Now, after many years, I have never seen his poems again. An accidental meeting was at a classmate's party. He is still the same, tall and thin, quiet and a heavy smoker, but not as handsome as before. After meeting, everyone chatted about their work and life, including marriage and family. What about him? Just reading silently. I went up to greet him: "It's been years! I didn't see your published work! What have you been up to recently! " After he put the book down, he just smiled and answered. The old classmates all went to sing and dance, and we chatted. From his expression and tone of voice in Kan Kan, I felt that his heart was mixed with shallow sadness and faint wry smile. He is online dating, and he is the medium of poetry. In the reply (comment) of every poem, he can always see her beautiful image, euphemistic and warm chords, write the artistic conception in the poem, and gradually she becomes his bosom friend.
Far away, she still loves his poems, savoring the clarity of mountains and streams, the sadness of fallen leaves, the faint fragrance and the faint yearning, just like a cup of strong coffee.
He deeply loves his wife, children and family. "Come back, come back, my love." , ringing in his ear from time to time, lingering. What emotions should be in real life! Sincere care, blending of blood and water, mutual understanding.
With the development of science and technology and the role of market economy, "network emotion" has sprung up like mushrooms after rain. "Moistening things silently"-Moistening this fertile soil, people come from thousands of miles away to log in and explore the mystery of emotion in the network. Whether it is romantic spring flowers, warm summer, bleak autumn or deep winter. Still affectionate. That song, that crying, that sadness, that parting, that touching, just like the season in the poem, is romantic and beautiful.
People are ready to say, "Love is love, hate is hate". Looking for a little comfort, maybe a little true love! Does everyone need to make up for the emotional deficiency in real life?
When you think calmly. When you recall that good time. When you wake up from a confused illusion. Do you understand the true meaning of love? Can you live and die with the person you love and grow old together? I think time is the touchstone.
Although people have different levels of education in traditional culture and moral concepts, they also have different understandings of social issues such as love, marriage and family. But people finally think that love is not living in a dream, but a living reality and a real feeling.
As the song goes: "Missing tastes like this cup of bitter coffee. The past cannot be traced. God, you can give me a chance. If life can be reincarnated. I'd rather go back in time. I hope you can come back. Come back, come back, my love. " !
My Love Essay 9 My love is a cup of tea, a glass of wine and a bowl of food suitable for me.
It's an article, a painting and a song that I like.
I cherish it, cherish it, and support it with my heart. Even if frost dyes my hair and my beauty gets old, love is still as fresh as dusk.
My city, not gorgeous, but warm, not lofty, but noble, it is our home, with memories of you and me.
I stick to it, this city is my own!
-text: misty rain and dawn
A woman's city is where her lover is.
No matter how far this place is, no matter how barren this place is,
As long as you are here, this is a woman's peach blossom garden, and it is the place she yearns for most in her heart.
A man can be a beautiful woman when he is angry, and he always feels that he has been possessed or robbed. As a loving person, a woman can go against her parents' orders, even against nature, and gamble on herself at all costs.
I can't help but sigh, "What is love in the world that makes people commit suicide?"
A sensible woman can never win the emotional battle of reason.
Trapped in the city with you, watching the moss frost dye white hair and the belt gradually widen, I won't regret it. I will stick to a beloved city.
Love has little to do with distance.
With love, the end of the world is just around the corner. Without love, it seems to be the end of the world.
I don't believe in fate all the time. I've been trying my best to keep Na Pianhai for you.
Just wait for your whistle to sound, and you can go boating and watch you or the ends of the earth at any time.
My dream is to realize your dream, and my wish is to follow your wishes.
No matter how long you sail, you will never draw my heart, and you can't escape my thoughts and concerns.
My harbor is the destination of your heart, and my thoughts are the happy flowers that warm your heart all the time.
My worry is the tears of hope that fall in my eyes.
Just seek peace, don't disappoint love, don't forget to go home.
Crazy thoughts grow wildly, just like vines that get rain, winding in all directions, unable to find primary and secondary.
Prune, remove the branches and leaves next to you together, that piece is fertile, only for you who deserve support.
The world of love is the beauty of mountains and rivers, and it is the will of tea to melt and be melted;
It is the freedom and tolerance between the clouds and the sky, and it is the interdependence of lips and teeth that blood is thicker than water.
Always look forward to a happy ending together without regrets.
Can you see through any temptation and strengthen your innocent heart? Can you delete all the complicated ones and leave only one?
Can you block all the noise and listen to only one person's heart? Can't you do it? It doesn't matter!
When you have seen all the scenery, in our city of love, can you accompany me to see the long flowing water?
Enjoy the leisurely clouds?
Sunshine gives you all tenderness. Do you still remember its warmth?
To love a person, you must love everything about him, just as you love the sunshine and the sunny side of him.
Love his dark and wet side that is not enough for you.
Don't try to change others, don't impose your wishes and ideas on others,
If there are differences, why not try to adjust yourself to him without violating the principle?
In the field of love, no one is right or wrong, and all the endless arguments are grinding a meaningless hidden problem:
Who loves more, who feels less love from the other side.
What you win in the end is face, but what you lose is feelings, which is not worth the loss. study
Will compromise, learn to converge the edge that should not be, the person who loves you is closest to you, don't stab him or her.
Search all the gorgeous words, pour out all the tenderness, just because love is so beautiful,
After all, it's still the indispensable "I love you!" " It's possible to be thorough.
The first surprise is the color of the whole city, the sweetness of honey soaked in the soul, and the mellow wine brewed by missing.
When the human fireworks fumigate the tenderness of love, the dust will eventually precipitate into a simple life.
No feelings have always been as beautiful as when we first met, and ordinary life has overshadowed the lingering fire of love.
If you know, please cherish all your experiences.
The most wonderful love is not love at first sight, but you have been with me all the time on the long road.
Along the way, it is so ordinary.
The brain can be blank for a while, just look straight and stay where you are.
At this time, I just need a generous shoulder and a warm support.
When the sun shines on my cheek, I can squint and hum a tune to you.
Time flies, like a blink of an eye,
After several decades, I am dragging the tail of youth, at least my heart is not too old to lose its frequency.
On the road of life, pick up more happiness and remember more kindness.
Youth has the romance of youth, and middle age has the comfort of middle age, which makes different time periods have wonderful continuity.
I like this artistic conception best, which is half acacia and half Buddhism.
Buddha is not heartless, but merciful to the world, and Buddha is not a Zen who doesn't miss love, think about human suffering and flowers.
For you, you can write your fine print in scarlet letter, and I can cook it three times and soak it six times to help my teacup;
Although you fiddle with the strings, I can touch the jade and your voice;
Although you miss red beans all over your south, I can just pick one and put it in my heart;
You can sit in the world of mortals and watch Qian Fan, while I can twist beads alone.
If you look back and see me smile, the tea is neither too hot nor too cold, and it must still be at your hand.
There is love in my heart, and no matter how I persist, I have no regrets.
The days are as light as water, and the time is steady in the cycle of the four seasons. Gradually, it is just the warmth of a cup of tea.
You are there, I am swaying, you are not there, I am watching amber.
Some thoughts go deep into the heart as always, and the inner agreement does not need the blending of vows of eternal love.
Love is as deep as the sea. It is a broad mind that embraces everything and has no regrets.
Do not seek the afterlife, naturally go hand in hand. You are used to it, no matter how many generations it has.
True love, no one can steal it, and you can get it for nothing.
That is, I can't give up three thousand love threads and fight for the lotus root. I will keep it in my heart.
My heart is as warm as amber in a cup of tea. My heart is in a meter of sunshine, and a warmth flows through my heart.
Heart in a book, plain and graceful poem,
The heart is in a song, and every note touches the heartstrings, tasting you, reading you, listening to you and feeling you.
I am attached to a person, and my mind is full of his traces. I walked through the wind and rain, and my heart is always connected with my heart. There is no distance.
There is no pledge of eternal love, no commitment, just a step by step, a tacit understanding.
Love doesn't have to be on your lips all the time, but it must be engraved in your heart.
If one day you accidentally lose me, don't look for it.
My heart will be sealed in a flower, which will bloom every year and leave fragrance for you every year.
Loneliness gives birth to fragrance, and the heart is hidden in a flower. Love weaves into several buds, and love turns into a drop of honey.
A thousand petals hug each other tightly, not attracting bees and butterflies, leaving a wisp of fragrance for the only you.
Bai Yin Gree said: "There can be a place in life, hidden deep in flowers, elegant and quiet, and the whole person should be dyed elegant and fragrant."
Be a woman in the depths of a hundred flowers, quietly trim the hedge and plant flowers all the year round.
Quietly turn flowers into words, quietly turn flowers into honey, every word is full of thoughts, and every flower faces you.
Waiting for you, in every season, I dyed my thoughts. ......
When the dust settles, everything returns to the dust and returns to the earth.
As the flowers say: what the rain brings is returned to the rain, and what the wind plants is returned to the wind.
I only left this half note, a Mo Chi, with a pen and a few lines. I think you will understand eventually.
Draw an ink landscape, the clouds are light and the wind is clear. I will meditate at the foot of the mountain and wait for you to come back from your trip.
We cooked wine, poured tea, wrote lyrics and composed music together, and all the nine Wan Lifeng cigarettes in the 8,000-mile sun and moon were melted into one pot.
Endless years of vicissitudes of life, enjoy enough human happiness.
Life's cloud and water, one cold and one warm, morning bell and dusk drum, white hair, all grievances and enmities, have turned into a wisp of smoke.
My love is a cup of tea, a glass of wine and a bowl of vegetables that suits me.
It's an article, a painting and a song that I like.
I cherish it, cherish it, and support it with my heart. Even if frost dyes my hair and my beauty gets old, love is still as fresh as dusk.
My city, not gorgeous, but warm, not noble, but noble,
That's our home, with memories I shared with you.
I stick to this exclusive city!
My love essay 10 I want to fly!
Fly to the end of that day!
Look at the world,
Will there be an end!
I want to run!
Run to your side!
Take a look!
Are you okay?
My idea!
Roaming in Taiyuan!
Feelings are free!
All you need is sincerity!
Really dead!
Heartbroken as gravel!
Every tiny grain of sand,
It's love for you!
All love!
For life!
Love all of you!
Is everything in my life!
The world has collapsed!
The end is coming!
Because I only have you in my heart!
You are the only one in my world!
It's getting dark!
The light is still on!
The junction of light and darkness!
It is the area where my thoughts wander!
I long for the light!
Look forward to the light where you are!
I was kept in the dark!
In the dark days without you!
Materialist philosophy teaches us:
Quantitative change causes qualitative change!
Little by little!
Accumulated is a catastrophe!
Your nose is sore!
Dry eyes!
Tears have dried up!
My heart is broken!
Love is buried!
Really buried!
Feelings are abandoned!
Miss can't take it back!
Even if you have another headache!
I will forget the pain when I miss you!
Even if the lips are sore and swollen!
I'm willing to talk to you!
This lonely night again!
Still this unbroken love!
Or my endless thoughts!
I can't forget you!
The girl I love!
I love you!