If it is impossible, then it is only perfunctory to continue.
Love is like two pimps who are always reluctant to let go when they are hurt.
I am stubborn and unwilling to give in, but all I get is scars.
From then on, there is no longer you in my world.
My heart is broken without a trace. I am touched by the sky, but I can't touch you.
Since you are lovelorn, you must give up. It is impossible to get back a kite with a broken thread.
Flowers on the other side, flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, but they miss each other but can't meet each other.
How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years. Praying for Buddha made us have a dusty relationship, so the Buddha turned me into a tree, growing on the roadside you must pass. In the sun, the flowers are blooming carefully, which is the hope of my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting. And when you finally walk past and fall behind you, my friend, that's not a petal-that's my withered heart.
Sincerity is the closest to sadness.
I know that I was wrong at the beginning, because I loved you too much, and I just want to go on with you in this life. You are the only person I love deeply in my life.
1 The dream is gone, my heart is broken, and I just stay to prepare for leaving.
It's better to meet once than never.
The greatest loneliness in the world-
Not a shadow;
Not in the crowd, unaccompanied;
It's a harp song, but it's not harmonious.
Time will slowly precipitate, and some people will gradually blur in your heart. Learn to let go, your happiness needs to be realized by yourself.
I'm not really used to refusing, but I'm afraid that once I hold hands and return to someone, I can't stand that kind of loneliness and sadness. If I don't, I'm not afraid to lose.
Love without love, love without love. We love each other, but we can't be together forever.
Your heart is a corner of my sea, the end of the world, and I can't walk. We go to the ends of the earth in this life, not to wander the earth, but to accompany the world.
Blue curtains and a glass-like heart are transparent to you, but easy to be sad.
I like you. I've been waiting for you there. I bless you every day. I miss you all the time. Have you received it? I don't know if I can have you or who you like. Perhaps, fallen leaves are my reincarnation!
Don't waste new tears for old sorrows.
The heart is dead, the tears are dry, and the soul can't bear to look back. I wake up from my dream, but I can't shake the past. It's also empty, it's also real, and it's also a mixture of love and hate, and the fallen leaves hurt themselves silently. The only way is to find it, and it's lonely and sad. Helpless, forbearing, forbearing; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever. ..