Sigh, secret love, always only a woman writes, a woman acts, can write the taste in the bones, forgive me for prejudice.
"I think, this is a secret love. The black and sorrowful things, the things that cannot be confided and cannot be resolved, are like a vine entwined in the heart. As the years go, it grows around with the years. It cannot grow into a tree, nor can it bloom. But it is always lush and lush, making people green throughout their lives, and never deserted. To
talk about the secret love to the end, you need the company of God.
A woman who has too ordinary qualifications and too ordinary minds like me, I still pray that she will not provoke this Let’s do it. We can’t yearn for it like this: when we become a grandmother and tell our granddaughter the story of our youth, we will say infinitely softly that there is a man... We would rather say that when I quarreled with your grandfather, I was anxious. To copy guys... Secret love is beautiful, but it is unusually bitter! Not happy! "
Most of us will choose to at least encounter such a beautiful mistake. Heartbroken and weeping, it seems that I have carved my so-called unique feelings into my bones. Don’t forget, not only to remind others, but also to remind yourself not to forget the sunk cost. Hit the road. But there is no shortage of girls who really have horns, and finally wandered around, and got lost in what she thought was a complicated labyrinth. It may even be a wilted and monotonous garden when viewed by outsiders.
More importantly. Secret love has reached a state, it is crazy. I personally don't think this is love, it has nothing to do with pain or sorrow, sorrow or sorrow, or sacrifice or sacrifice. If you don't have the warmth and strength from the other person, this is not love. How can it be considered communication without feedback, right? Acknowledge it, alone, it is self-talking, self-writing and self-directing, it is a one-man show, not love. You see, if there is no one to accompany the crazy road, how to go on it?
As for ourselves, we might be at the next corner and bumped into the guy who was about to "copy the guy" with a smile. As for Heartbroken A and Divine Injury B, we should either just make friends with each other, or add sadness to the girl my historical relics. Heh heh, no matter how you hear this, it seems like you should say to yourself...the
crazy and lush beauty, let's look at it from a distance. In those warm and stable lives, there is also an intoxicating beauty. It depends on whether you will come back to your senses in a thousand times and a hundred times, and learn from Alexander to split the thousand knots in your heart, and bravely grasp the abundance that belongs to you alone.
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