Loving too much becomes doting, the armor of the loved one.
Most of us in our lives often lack love. What we think about in our hearts is how to get the care, love or love of others.
However, some people need to cut love properly, become a fit clothes, become more forgiving and lovely. Most of these characters are women, and men are usually the one who takes great pains to look forward to the blessing of the goddess of luck. After all, luck is a goddess, and it would be funny if it was a male god.
Destiny is always fair, and the death rate is not the highest for those who rush to the front. There will always be something to learn later.
I don't know if there are any friends who want to think of a heartache. That should be the message of this song. Desperate and happy, a sensitive person has to be in a noisy trouble. If he committed suicide, he must be an artist, if he still reads his book calmly and doesn't seem to hear anything, we all know who he is, and a revolutionary has such a temperament. As for thinkers, anyone can be, as long as they don't laugh too silly.
Loving too much becomes hatred, wanting to let her know ruthlessly has become the cause of rapid heartbeat.
People tend to become addicted to things that make a good first impression, and once they become addicted to these good things, they will eventually become a burden. The greatest rationality of man lies in self-control, and the addiction of love lies in its irrationality. If you can set the time and order like the washing machine setting program, then for the love washing machine, you will never know how to wash it. How clean will your clothes be after you're done, just like you can't figure out how far you've forgotten, when and how you will remember.
How to be remembered by others is a very important thing, at least for a vain man like me. I think few people remember me with a smile or silence, although that's what I do the most. It's as if we were expecting a thousand conflicting endings in our hearts. We must love ourselves less to not be too disappointed. Our vanity is just a coat to make others look comfortable. For oneself, self-love and self-esteem that are appropriate to one's own status and status will not cause tragedy and entanglement, and will be a good coat for living comfortably in this society.
The Germans wanted too much, and the empire fell; the Chinese wanted too little, and it is still a feudal society. People on earth lack love, and they are naked. Global warming is just an illusion. The end of the world is coming because of nuclear winter.
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