The emotion of that moment can not be expressed in any words. The emotion expressed is not the real emotion.

Love is like water, originally pure, colorless and tasteless, but because of all kinds of things in the world, it has become colorful. But no matter how the world changes, love is still pure, colorless and tasteless.

Heartbreaking, heart-wrenching, only deep love, can truly experience. I sometimes think of a person who feels this way, this pain.

However, there is one sentence in my heart. Don't think about her, think of her that there is nothing good about her, she will be unlucky, she will suffer.

But even so, sometimes, I still can't hold back my heart. I want to say it, but I can't say it.

I miss it, but I can't think of it. When I want to see it, the whole heaven and earth, the whole world, are blocking me. I know, it's for my good.

It's better not to see than to see, and it's better to forget than to miss, but when emotions are moving, how can I stop them. The word love is perhaps the most unreasonable.

Perhaps, it is also the most refined thing in the world, so no one can escape.

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