Love is like a green persimmon, you don't know when it will ripen and how it will ripen.
Later, when we grew up, we forgot the clumsiness and stubbornness of falling in love with someone for the first time, as well as the jubilation of white spots in the green grass.
Simple start, simple end.
She slowed down for him. Love completes the personality.
When people have not been able to start over, love first germinates between two young people.
Intention, coupled with opportunity, does not necessarily mean success.
Pure emotion has its own beauty. Simplicity is always so refreshing.
Sometimes you pour tea, sometimes I pour water, marriage is like this, life is like this.
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