In the past, with love on my back, I staggered.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
Unbearable variety, finally polished by time smooth calm. Only love is the stubbornness that time can't touch.
Whatever the end, thank you for meeting.
It's nice for them to live a whole life hand in hand, but they should be grateful to accompany them for a while.
Your sweet love is a treasure. I disdain to reconcile the situation with the emperor.
Like a person, will humble to the dust, and then blossom.
There is not too much gorgeous, only a sentence I like you, but can let each other in mind.
As long as there is no despair in the next second, there will be hope in the next second.
In love, we grow up and we grow old.
It's the breakup I mentioned, the departure I said, the friend I deleted, and the tears I shed at night.
It's hard to love someone, but harder to give up the person you love.
The so-called affair is the feeling of wanting to eat cake after having love and bread!
Bury the precipitated love gradually, and one day you will not see its sadness.
I have no advantage over you except that I love you more than you do.
Tears exist to prove that grief is not an illusion.
The person who really loves has nothing to love more or less. He gives his whole son to the person he loves.
In love, there is no mutual trust without mutual loyalty.
Who knows who likes it and who knows who separates it?
We can't be together, not because you're not good, but because you're not my right one.
In this world, everything can be allowed, only love can not be allowed, also can not be allowed.
If you like waves, I will fight for the world with blood. If you like stability, I'll give up the army horse for your family.
When you are sad, you squat down, embrace yourself, forgive others and let go of yourself.
When love carries more hope, it also disillusions faster.
I hope you are happy, even if I am not part of this happiness.
Whether there is such a person, you said many times to give up, but ultimately reluctant.
Love is like a bottle, full of happiness between us.
If you like it, you should not be too critical, because love is not made under a magnifying glass.
Emotions, which must be strictly controlled, become more and more depressed when they indulge in self-pity and self-pity.
I like you, regardless of the wind and the moon. I wish you well, even if you have nothing to do with me afterwards.