Hu Ye said: "Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die." What love is, is an indispensable beautiful plant in our lives. Love is an emotion that is different from family affection and friendship. Duras said: Love for me, not skin to skin, not a vegetable and a meal, it is an immortal desire, a heroic dream in a tired life.

I have been forgetting to tell you that I once really loved you.

I'm always sick these days, and I know it's not tight, but even I'm tired of being sick.

I always wake up in my dreams, and when I wake up, I forget what I dreamed of, but I can clearly see tears still hanging on my face. I have been seeing you in my dreams for days, my dearest grandmother. It was strange to me that there was still him standing behind my grandmother. A man who was madly in love with me back then, but turned his back on me.

I was twenty-two years old that year, and I thought it was like a flower. For a long time, I lived with my grandparents and grandmothers, enjoying the best love in the world and living the purest life.

In the summer of that year, I somehow met him. I don't know how he fell in love with me at first sight, and chased after me for a whole summer. Now that I think about it, I should have been very happy that summer.

He's handsome, and he's a little dragged into my world. When laughing, it is as clear as the sun, and revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth makes people a little fascinated.

Perhaps it was my disdain and coldness that irritated him, and he followed him like a ghost. Every time he worked late, he would wait for me under the street lights, riding his bicycle on one leg diagonally.

At this time, the female colleagues around him would run downstairs to greet him, saying that I would come down soon. Then, panting and running back to the office, excited. Say, Wenzi, so handsome! Like Qi Qin!

But I didn't know him, and I didn't know his name. He didn't stalk me, but often followed me, accompanied me to work, got off work, and never gave up.

Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die. What love is, is an indispensable beautiful plant in our lives. Love is an emotion that is different from family affection and friendship. Duras said: Love for me, not skin to skin, not a vegetable and a meal, it is an immortal desire, a heroic dream in a tired life.

I have been forgetting to tell you that I once really loved you.

I'm always sick these days, and I know it's not tight, but even I'm tired of being sick.

I always wake up in my dreams, and when I wake up, I forget what I dreamed of, but I can clearly see tears still hanging on my face. I have been seeing you in my dreams for days, my dearest grandmother. It was strange to me that there was still him standing behind my grandmother. A man who was madly in love with me back then, but turned his back on me.

I was twenty-two years old that year, and I thought it was like a flower. For a long time, I lived with my grandparents and grandmothers, enjoying the best love in the world and living the purest life.

In the summer of that year, I somehow met him. I don't know how he fell in love with me at first sight, and chased after me for a whole summer. Now that I think about it, I should have been very happy that summer.

He's handsome, and he's a little dragged into my world. When laughing, it is as clear as the sun, and revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth makes people a little fascinated.

Perhaps it was my disdain and coldness that irritated him, and he followed him like a ghost. Every time he worked late, he would wait for me under the street lights, riding his bicycle on one leg diagonally.

At this time, the female colleagues around him would run downstairs to greet him, saying that I would come down soon. Then, panting and running back to the office, excited. Say, Wenzi, so handsome! Like Qi Qin!

But I didn't know him, and I didn't know his name. He didn't stalk me, but often followed me, accompanied me to work, got off work, and never gave up.

But I didn't know him, and I didn't know his name. He didn't stalk me, but often followed me, accompanied me to work, got off work, and never gave up.

My apathy finally made him explode one day, and he said that he was in love with me. I didn't say anything, I wanted to refuse, but I was reluctant to speak. I said, go see my grandmother, she agreed, just do it.

He did go to see my grandmother, and by some fate, my grandmother was overjoyed. The dusk of that day seemed to be more beautiful than usual, and the laughter at home that day was brighter than usual.

His name was Cheng, but I did not know him at that time, nor did I know his name. He didn't stalk me, but often followed me, accompanied me to work, got off work, and never gave up.

My apathy finally made him explode one day, and he said that he was in love with me. I didn't say anything, I wanted to refuse, but I was reluctant to speak. I said, go see my grandmother, she agreed, just do it.

He did go to see my grandmother, and by some fate, my grandmother was overjoyed. The dusk of that day seemed to be more beautiful than usual, and the laughter at home that day was brighter than usual.

His name is Cheng,

On the days of vacation, I will always be busy. Too busy to buy what you like. Cheng will always make an appointment with his senior sister as a counselor, buy me foundation, lipstick, and beautiful flower dresses.

I enjoy this love, enjoy his spoiling. I will always think that this is love, and I will always think that this is eternity. I like plain love, like a long stream of water, thinking that he will accompany me to see through the scenery one by one.

When I was going back to the army, I went to see him off. Cheng thought that I would cry like life and death, but I didn't expect that I was very calm. Sometimes I hate myself too, why don't I cry all the way and chase the train for a long time like in the TV series. I was very thin, tall, and had long legs, so running three or five kilometers should not be a problem.

I really blame myself and I should hate myself. When I received the first letter from home, I saw it crying repeatedly. He said that day of separation, he cried all the way with red eyes. He said that he was reluctant to be separated, as if he had lost his soul. He said that he was a kite and I was a line, and I always had the final say on how high I flew. I still hated myself for being so sensible at the time, just writing back to him and telling him, I'm waiting for you.

Always not good at expressing himself, and not good at saying goodbye. It's always a solid woman, why didn't you say it then, you are the wind and I am the sand, why didn't you say it at that time, I will follow you all the way to the end of the world.

Finally one day, waiting for the news of the breakup. He said that I didn't love him, and that in this relationship, he had given too much and was a little tired.

On the days of vacation, I will always be busy. Too busy to buy what you like. Cheng will always make an appointment with his senior sister as a counselor, buy me foundation, lipstick, and beautiful flower dresses.

I enjoy this love, enjoy his spoiling. I will always think that this is love, and I will always think that this is eternity. I like plain love, like a long stream of water, thinking that he will accompany me to see through the scenery one by one.

When I was going back to the army, I went to see him off. Cheng thought that I would cry like life and death, but I didn't expect that I was very calm. Sometimes I hate myself too, why don't I cry all the way and chase the train for a long time like in the TV series. I was very thin, tall, and had long legs, so running three or five kilometers should not be a problem.

I really blame myself and I should hate myself. When I received the first letter from home, I saw it crying repeatedly. He said that day of separation, he cried all the way with red eyes. He said that he was reluctant to be separated, as if he had lost his soul. He said that he was a kite and I was a line, and I always had the final say on how high I flew. I still hated myself for being so sensible at the time, just writing back to him and telling him, I'm waiting for you.

Always not good at expressing himself, and not good at saying goodbye. It's always a solid woman, why didn't you say it then, you are the wind and I am the sand, why didn't you say it at that time, I will follow you all the way to the end of the world.

Finally one day, waiting for the news of the breakup. He said that I didn't love him, and that in this relationship, he had given too much and was a little tired.