Who made you have the ability to like people, but not the ability to make people like you?

It's not how far you have to fall in love, it's whether you like this person enough.

If you are particularly responsible for love, we are not warm, you like me, I like you, we each struggle, think that in this way, our love can still stand the test, this thing will not be embarrassing, you will still be together.

I'm waiting for the iron tree to bloom, I'm waiting for the crow to tell me about it, so our story is light-hearted.

My friends persuaded me to let it go, but only I knew that if I couldn't let it go, I couldn't let it go, and it was useless for others to say more.

I still don't change like this, and sometimes I'm so sad that I can't explain my thoughts, and by the early hours of the morning, I'm really in a bad state now, and I don't know who to say to my sad emotions.

Do you understand? How to say? Why does the other party say they don't love me? Just because the other party didn't see the time when he left me, the swollen eyes that day were crying, because he didn't see me drunk.

Probably I love you, you are no longer mine or you have never been mine, others think that I love you hard enough, only I know that I have loved you very hard, very hard, and love you with all my might, but you are not serious.

In fact, there is no need to restrain someone to love her, if the other person loves you, she will control herself.

Loyalty is self-restraint, not discipline.

I love you, and you are free, and you know what to do and what not to do.

Someone who truly loves you feels guilty for even saying a word to the opposite sex.

I've paid for love, but sometimes I think what is love?

I'm so confused, I can't help but cry at night, I keep saying to myself, I'm very happy, why cry?

Why do such happy people shed tears?

My little emotions suddenly came up, and I couldn't control it.

Love, how can you not love? But her entangled ex, and those ambiguous, so many male friends, how do you think I am qualified to love her?

Although, I have saved a lot of photos of her, and we have a lot of chat history, but there are some things that I have missed.

I have never been able to understand why a person says that he doesn't love if he doesn't love.

Why can she not have a little emotion? Not a hint of nostalgia? It's like nothing happened?

I don't know why I can't forget it, maybe it's those sweet memories, or maybe it's the obsession in my heart.

The premise of being loved is to be tall, handsome, have a car, a house and a deposit.

I have thought about this question many times, and I have heard others say that the premise of being loved is not to be tall, handsome, have a car, a house and a deposit, but to be sincere.

Some people also say that the premise of being loved is to be tall, handsome, have a car, a house and a deposit, and this sentence is a positive sentence.

Perhaps, in my opinion, the premise of sadness is that you are not tall, not handsome, and have no garage and no savings.

You don't have a tall body, you don't have a handsome face, you don't have a car, a house and a ticket, who will know you?

If you are not tall, handsome, and have no garage and savings, the chances of being chased by a girl are almost small.

I don't know love, I'm drunk in the early hours of the morning, thinking about what love is?

Love is the days I went, it was my tossing and turning every night, love was the smoke rings around me, love was the sun shining on your face, but I forgot.

Love is something that can be had with one mouth, it has been too long, I remember a lot, I remember what you said, I remember that you lost your temper, I remember that you cried and apologized, I remember the love you couldn't hide when we met, and I also remember those days when I couldn't love.

How I wish you could send me a little essay one night, and tell me that you've been thinking about me for so long.

It's impossible, I'll call you a dozen times, your cold tone makes me breathless, I can't even think about it during that time.

In my memory, you seem to be blurred.

Until you slowly faded out of my life, I contacted you for a long time that night, and I was confident that it didn't matter, I don't care about you, and now it seems to be different.