The road is at your feet, how much love and hate are filled in the rugged and bumpy road of life, whether it is love or hate, who can tell the difference, the difference between minutes and seconds can cause the conversion of love and hate, is it love or hate, and who can I ask.

The colorful history of life proves the interweaving of love and hate, and the past of life reproduces the pain of love and hate, let us sing the ode of love again and look back on the painful past.

It was a spring evening, the spring breeze woke up my sleeping heart, and for the first time I really saw her standing by my side for a long time, maybe it was the call of life, maybe it was the cry of love, and the confused heart belonged to her.

Since then, the clear sky will occasionally be dyed with ethereal clouds, love is invisibly generated, extended, and invisible I in this spring light, enjoy the beauty of early spring, love is in the appreciation of indulgence.

Spring after the summer solstice, thunder and lightning, clear sky, there will be clouds at any time, the spring and Jingming's beautiful spring light has since disappeared, around her began to become hazy, there is thunder and lightning at night can only be silently sad, how can a person's heart change so much, sadness is always sadness, hazy shadows, since then gradually dissipated, love and hate began to change, is love or hate after all is grace, just one

The word "edge" is not shallow.

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