Memories are always melancholy, pleasant people feel: unfortunately, it is over, unpleasant memories or sad.
Two dead-hearted people, together hoping to warm each other, but because of each other’s cold, only feel colder and colder.
When tears turn into rain, whose oath can be reincarnated at that moment.
Women, when in love, are like, isolated from the world.
Life begins in one’s own tears and ends in another’s. The process in the middle is called happiness.
Friendship is like a star, but love is only a candle. Candles are exhausted, but stars shine forever.
Why do lovers end up leaving? Do they actually know the announcement?
Good love is when you see the world through a man. Bad love is when you abandon the world for one person.
In love, everyone is selfish.
You and I have been together for about a hundred years. If anyone dies at the age of one, he will wait three years on the bridge.
You need not be reluctant to love, but responsible for marriage.
When the rain silently covered the tears, memories began to fade in my heart.
It is said that if you like cats, it’s because you want to love someone; you like dogs better because you want to be loved.
Day and night will not stop our deep yearning!
If there really can be mountains without edges, heaven and earth, only then dare to absolutely with the king of the day, I will love you to the end of the world.
Love is a woman’s all, but only a man’s adjustment.
Every period of youth will be old, but I hope you will always be good in memory.
First love is not necessarily the first person, but the first person who makes you feel love and makes you desperate.
Perhaps love is not remembrance, not warmth, but years, age has become a part of life.
In any case, a person’s corruption is always unforgivable. The more nobody loves him, the more he loves himself.
If it hadn’t been for you, I would not have become such a neuropathy with gains and losses.
With your company, I will be fearless. Even if you shed tears, you will smile bravely.
Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible sun within us.
This is my last cigarette. This is the last time I miss you. Then I will quit smoking and quit you.
Love is a war. I am not afraid of being hurt, but of being unhappy.
Like a beautiful family, like a flowing year. Can go back to the past, can not go back to the original.
Look at other people’s stories, with their own tears.
Find a good job and a good man. Most women’s happiness is such a template.
Commitment is a struggle between men and women. Sometimes they are happy, but in most cases they are both defeated and injured.
You don’t love a woman because she is beautiful, but she becomes beautiful because you love her.
True love can only come into being after giving up one’s happiness.
Joy and pain in love alternate.
The taste of love is complex. It’s absolutely worth a try, two tastes and three drunkenness.
Because it’s not easy, we should be more and more concerned about it, not until we get it.
From the beginning, we know that there will always be an end.
The love that has promised is more beautiful than the love that has not promised. Once we have to recover the promises, it has become too far away.
The tragedy of love mostly comes from the initial illusion.
Love is drinking poisonous wine with a smile.
Heart can contain some time can not take away the light sadness, but also a kind of happiness.
You won’t lose me, but I’m losing you.
Why must love be risky, and are these people all selfish?
Some people don’t promise anything if they can’t give it.