Text: Smell the autumn sounds
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Some love is an embellishment in life. At a glance, the rest of your life is each other.
And some love is a lingering thought in life. One glance falls, and the rest of your life is regret.
Love is the deepest concern in life.
I used to think that the encounter was a deep fate. Later, when they missed each other, they realized that the encounter had become a "love robbery" in their lives.
Shakespeare once said, "Love is a sweet pain." ”
Not all love will blossom.
Some love, when blooming, is beautiful. However, it is the wrong season.
I can't give up my thoughts, but I have to say goodbye with a fierce heart. In this world, there has been one more person to worry about since then. Wherever you go, no matter when, you always think of her quietly.
It is as if the time of love has not gone far.
I still remember that the time of the first encounter made my heart blossom.
I still remember the moment when I held hands for the first time, nervous, joyful, wandering, green love, beautiful.
Remember, said to go to the white head together, after getting old you cook, I stir-fry, sit in a rocking chair together to watch the sunset.
Once, I thought I could accompany my life, but love quietly withered away in the years.
Writer Zhang Xiaoxian once said: "I thought love can overcome everything, who knows she sometimes has no power." I thought that love could fill the regrets of life, but what made more regrets was love. Yin and yang are lacking, and they are constantly repeated in a love. ”
The memories of the past have since been stranded in the memory. We waved goodbye, but we couldn't do it without missing. Those memories, from time to time, come to mind, drowning out the beauty of life.
Although love has become the past, you have always been in my heart.
Not a moment, never forget.
How eager to go to the street, or in which small shop, suddenly meet you, let us have a new connection in life. I know that this is my fantasy.
Miss always tells me again and again that I still love you.
Even, you tell me, you've got a new life, you've said goodbye to the past of us. But I can't forget you, I can't let go of you.
The memories of the past make me regret it again and again: why did I not cherish you in the first place.
At that time, I was too young and vigorous to know how to manage love and how to plan the future. Always enjoying love while squandering love.
As Hugo put it, "Love is unsatisfied." With happiness, I still want to be paradise; with paradise, I still want heaven."
So much so that I really broke your heart. You are disappointed, and desperate, and then disappointed, and desperate. You finally, having lost faith in love, decided to leave me.
At that moment, I thought you were just playing a little temper. No, I used my heart to manage my feelings, and I didn't care for you with my heart.
Later, I learned that a parting is a lifetime.
Separated for a long time, thoughts are like a tide, love has not diminished by half a point. But you'll never look back. Love has become a threshold that I can no longer cross.
Still miss you, every late night.
In life, love is not the norm, and I want to say goodbye to the past, but I can't do it.
The love that was once there was like a siege city, trapped me firmly in it. I have also thought about letting go of the past and starting a new life.
However, the memories in my mind could not linger. The love of the past always emerges in the heart.
In the past, those beautiful days, let me sink into it again and again.
Fie Bailey said: "The sweetest is love, and the most bitter is also love." ”
It turns out that in this world, there will eventually be a person who will become the "love robbery" in your life.
That love cannot be forgotten, because it has taught you to grow, let you taste the taste of regret, and let you understand the preciousness of cherishing.
In life, some people appear to teach you to grow, so that you can experience the bittersweet and bittersweet of this world.
Even if there are all kinds of reluctance, people in the past will eventually say goodbye.
Time is rushing, only by letting go, only by saying goodbye, can we liberate ourselves, can we let go of ourselves.
In the world, it is fate to have the privilege of falling in love with a loved one.
Grateful to meet, grateful to accompany. Even if, can't go to the whitehead together, even if, after all, each other will have to say goodbye.
Loving is a blessing in life.
For the rest of your life, bless you and have a better life. No matter how cold it is, there is a warm place to return; no matter how much wind and rain there is in the world, someone will protect you.
That's enough.
For the rest of my life, I will also start a new life. Perhaps, I will still think of you. Perhaps, I will never forget you for the rest of my life.
Then let me, with memories, walk a lifetime in the lonely years.
You are my lifelong "love robbery", and I can't forget it for a lifetime. For the rest of my life, I bless you and guard you. But, won't bother you again.
Love is the light in life. Because, having your time, the warmest.
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About the author: Smell the autumn sound, live by words. Autumn wind boiling rain, a glass of sake, three or two stories, on the lonely road with you as a companion.