When the kite is tired of the sky, will it fall into the sea?
jiemucehua.cnYou are the haze that I can't walk out in my lifeEvery story will come to an end, but the end of every story in life is also a new beginning.
A period of love continues to write the rainy yearsThe light grass fragrance in your hair turned into the wind to meet me.Meet is the spring breeze, ten miles is you. It's you who love each other in the end.
Why don't you smile better at your age.Rainbow gives me an optimistic attitude just like you give me.
You can even sigh as if you are smiling. How can I draw you sad
jiemucehua.cnI love you with my life.Love is the best refreshment in life.
In the vast sea of people, it is lucky to love and be loved. If we love each other, we should cherish every encounter and every heartbeat; if we are willing to let go of each other, or if one party has no feeling, it will be a passing moment.What is romance? Flowers? Walking in the rain? If two people fall in love with each other, doing anything can be romantic, even if they think about each other quietly, they will feel romantic. Otherwise, even if two people go to the moon, they will not feel romantic.
Everyone says that girls should not be too strong, too independent and too powerful, otherwise they will not be liked. But if I am not strong and independent, who will help me when I am most helpless?Love is the vine that grows in our hearts.
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The rain falls from the eaves and the wind goes through the window. This kind of day is suitable for leaning on the floor to listen to the opera, enjoying the lotus in linchi, with a smile between the eyebrows and a cold pride under the eyes. The busy market is naturally shut out, and the light rain and smoke remain in the bottom of my heart. It's so peaceful, even when no one cares about it, I don't feel lonely.See More