I can't remember what love is. It's about waking up and dreaming about lovesickness, tossing and turning hard to sleep, or walking with shame, leaning against the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plum.
When people reach a certain age, love will become thin, as common as wearing clothes and eating, no longer thinking about it in the day, reading at night, or even can no longer mention the flying of fresh clothes and angry horses. Everything is as insipid as running water.
It is said that a woman is like a flower, it must be because she is like a flower, only one season of prosperity, cold, falling, is a residual red, everywhere appears to be an eyesore.
A girlfriend said to her boyfriend: if I had a pockmarked face like a bucket and two big teeth, would you still love me? Her boyfriend smiled but said nothing. It turns out that love is such a realistic thing. Either as beautiful as a flower, or as talented as the world. If you have no owner, you can only swallow, watch others vigorous and graceful.
In fact, this is not a bad thing.
Most beautiful women, always more difficult than ordinary people, they are too beautiful, so it is easier to attract bees and butterflies, a little careless, then the rest of life. I still remember Nanxiang in tiny Times, she is too beautiful, it is a scenery in the eyes of others, it is dazzling and shining everywhere. However, she met Xicheng, this handsome young man. And then fell into endless pain. What kind of unforgettable pain is that? For him, she ran away from home, dedicated her youth, and even countless first times. However, when a woman falls in love with a lucky man, all the tragedies are doomed and get out of hand.
Being too beautiful is a sin. Otherwise, why are all the women who were forced into the green house as beautiful as flowers in ancient times? Maybe God envied them, so suffering followed.
The TV series "Flower Thousand bones", which has been chasing again, finally could not help the progress of the update and finished reading the whole novel in one breath. Spend a thousand bones, this lucky person who is spoiled by fate, despite his strange fate, always brings misfortune to the people around him. But in the end, there are many people who love her so much that they are willing to give up everything for him. Kill buildings because she would rather kill all the people in the world, Dongfang Qing in order to save her, at the cost of not living more than 25 years old. When Baizi painting lost her, she could no longer face it rationally.
However, she is bitter. Because she became her apprentice, Niantian turned against her. Because of Meng Xuanlang's love for her, Qingshui was mad with jealousy. When the buildings that gave up everything for her fell into an endless coma, her heart, I'm afraid, was so painful that it broke? It looks like happiness, but it is as ethereal as the clouds.
Love is poison, an incurable poison. When a person loves carefully, he is not far from death.
Some time ago, at Harbin University of Technology, a man rushed into the girls' dormitory and killed his ex-girlfriend. Later, he also jumped off a building and committed suicide. The corners of my eyes were wet when I saw the news. It turns out that love is too grand, too grand, after all, it is only the blooming fireworks, a brief moment.
The word that first came into contact with love is seen from the Book of songs. Junior high school textbooks have learned "Guan Yi" and "Guan Yi", and I still remember it clearly. The kind and beautiful girl, the good spouse of the good man, the so-called Iraqi, is on the water side.
When time gradually cages on the tulle, the memory is no longer bright, those unforgettable love is bound to grow old, and finally, wrinkles. Maybe, when love comes, it's just a gust of wind. When the wind passes, there will be no trace. All that's left is a sense of self-righteousness.
I used to read Nalan's ci and thought I loved it to the extreme. Will also sprout a little girl's nymphomaniac, eager to meet a man as affectionate as Mr. Nalan. But later, after flipping through books, I learned that he had three women he loved most in his life. Although it is not affectionate at the same time, it is still too much. The love I want is a lifetime, you have only one me. Otherwise, I'd rather grow old quietly.
In this life, I would like to be a heartless woman. In this way, it will not be easily burned by love. The best is just a touch of love, Xue Xiaoxian said that love is longer than love. Then, if one day, really want to leave, will not wield a knife at each other.
Wen / Anne is still
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