True love is to make you more like yourself.
I love you longer than your life.
When I was young, I thought that love was the sparkle of light, you and me. When I grew up, I realized that true love is the kind of care and miss. You may not be by my side, but you must be in my heart.
If I fell in love with you when I was an adult, please cherish it. Because at this time, I am more determined and more obedient to my heart.
Good love should have a broad and calm core, which is as deep as still water, but also unforgettable for a lifetime.
This love is also a cycle that has already jumped out of its own prison and immersed in the other's body. It is the emotion that can make you cry completely, and it is also the emotion that can make you stand up again to face the pain and laugh at life.
Although it was a bit late, thank you for coming.
In this encounter, she and him are not unilateral gifts, but mutual salvation.
I love him, but must leave him. With him, I have never rejoiced, because he did not belong to me; without him, I would not cry for heaven and earth, because he did not belong to me. I can distribute my love for him to those who need it more, and I can live more courageously and powerfully. Because I love him.
Before I met, you were you and I was me.
She had no intention of telling him the troubles of her life, but she blurted it out so naturally.
Maybe I didn't meet you when I was in the most beautiful and purest time, but after meeting you, I regained my beautiful radiance.
Inform each other about the life of each other, tell each moment that you miss you, even if you are not together, talk to you as if you were by your side.
Memories last forever. Life will start again from here.
The book says: People can only find true love when they are forty years old. Unfortunately, sometimes we can't wait that long.
Zhang Xiaofeng said: Life is a contract that can be terminated at any time, and love can surpass life and death when it is purest.
I love you, will my life be longer than yours?
Duras said: Others only love you for your youthful elegance, and only me, who only loves your face after the vicissitudes of life. She also wrote: Love is for me, not for my skin, not for a meal. It is an immortal desire, a heroic dream in a tired life.
Love is more like a gift for women.
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