Losing is much more terrible than not getting, because it has one more process called having.
Want to share everything with you, the warm morning sun, the vast night sky, the past, the rest of life.
Love is like two people who pull a leather band. They are always reluctant to let go when they are hurt.
Accompanied by the side is only possessed, love to habits is long.
Like is happy together, love is not happy also together.
Perhaps love is not passion, nor nostalgia, but years, age has become a part of life.
Believe it or not, there is a feeling that will not be lost to time for a lifetime. I believe that is my love for you.
I want to be with you, even if the front is full of thorns, even if ten thousand people block, even if the white hair is pale.
Never see you twilight and dynasty, but only to send you song, do not ask the song to end!
I've been looking for spring for half my life. You just laugh.
I don't know if the moon is round today, but I hope you are.
As I said, you are very important, but you make me unhappy, I throw it away as well.
If he really likes you, you will feel it every day, and it will not make you feel like there is No.
If it is not for deep feelings like the sea, how can miss flood disaster.
You said how you could make me like you for so long. But how honored I am to meet you.
Like is an opponent, love is a defeat.
I like a certain kind of wine, often because I have drunk it with someone one day. From then on, I have drunk memories.
Or don't start. Once you start, don't end with me easily.
When your life is at a low ebb, it's friends who pull you, and girlfriends who pull you.
Please don't give me too much hope, but please don't give me any hope at all.
There is always a reason for meeting, either a gift or a punishment.
My little world, can not hold too much, can only hold care about me and I care about people.
If you can't let go of the wrong person, you'll never find the right one.
Happiness is that the person you like to stick to will never bother you.
Only those who know you deserve the rest of your life.
Maybe some people, it's good to never see again, at least that person will always be what you remember.
The moment I decided to give up you, I cried. My tears proved that I really love you.
The best love, no natural wastes, no land to grow old, just want to be together, that's all.
The moon shines back to the center of the lake. The wild crane rushes to the idle clouds. I step into you.
I and you across the deep valley of the long wind, close, reluctant to give up.