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65438+ What are the greetings to your girlfriend in February?

First, I thought I could impress you as long as I like it seriously, but I just touched myself; If one day you walk into my heart, you will cry because it is full of you.

Second, persistent yearning, waiting for a heart, missing too many people, losing, understanding, how much loneliness, bearing a person's feelings, indifferent to a person's thoughts, annihilating a heart.

Third, life is always like this. When you stop expecting, what you want always comes late. So don't worry, you have to wait.

Four, the years left a light, burning my life. Gently cross the ocean of memory and control the direction of life. This is the fragrance of the years, but also left waves.

Five, a bosom friend becomes a stranger, and a close friend has a different ending. Too many things have happened, and everyone wants to go back to the past, but they can't go back anymore.

6. You don't have to please everyone, just as you don't have to remember all yesterday. Time is like rain, we are all people who walk in the rain, find our own umbrella, build a small world, and keep going until the wind stops raining and the sun is shining.

Seven, in fact, life does not need a lot of unnecessary persistence, learn to let go, life will be easy. There is a feeling that there is no chance, and there is a kind of giving up that is called fulfillment.

Eight, the perfect life is just a fairy tale. This fairy tale is just a dream in our dreams. If life is not gone, then there is no hope. Life is always thinking and looking forward to the future in confusion.

Nine, there will always be a person who will cross the ocean to find you and hug you. No matter whether the sea is at high tide or low tide, no matter sunrise or sunset, he will resolutely run to you, without flinching or hesitation.

Ten, life is short, the road is long, we cherish every scenery, we keep walking, we become a non-stop scenery.

If you want something, just let it go. If it can come back to you, it will always belong to you; If it doesn't come back, it's not yours at all.

Twelve, there will always be people say hello, and some people will say that you are not good, but as long as you have a clear conscience, you don't have to cling to other people's judgments. You don't need to look at other people's eyes, and you don't need to please others blindly, so you will live more tired.

Thirteen, time is too shallow, people's hearts are too light, and the depth of fate is doomed to be unable to measure the warmth and coldness of the past; Life is too short, missing is too long, and fingers are doomed not to cross the distance of the sea.

Fourteen, tea is only two postures, floating and sinking; Tea drinkers have only two postures, picking up and putting down. Life is like tea, calm when it sinks, indifferent when it floats, and can be taken up and put down.

Fifteen, people along the way, there is always no imagination of beauty, everyone will have sadness behind, there will be unspeakable difficulties, everyone will have their own tears to wipe, there will be their own way to go, as long as you remember, get up after falling, give yourself a tolerant smile to move forward, and be the truest yourself.

When I was a child, I never understood why my parents could get up so early. I didn't know until I grew up that it was not the alarm clock that woke them up, but life and responsibility. There is no quiet day, but someone is carrying a heavy load for you.

Seventeen, in the sunset of weeds, in the long yellow sand, in the vast snow, I step by step, step by step, but the Buddha said: love has become empty, and you have forgotten each other since then. Love is so prosperous that it is unbearable to look back.

Eighteen, there are some people in life who pass us by, but have no time to meet. We met, but we didn't have time to get to know each other. Know each other, but it's too late to know each other; I'm familiar with it, but I still have to say goodbye.

Nineteen, the atmosphere of people, is to know how to play dumb, not to lose the big festival because of greed for small profits, to maintain the inner principles, seemingly confused, but in fact understand that the inner world is strong enough.

Twenty, women who are too sensible are mostly unlucky. She believes that love is at the expense of self-denial. Just like a crying child with candy, happiness and sometimes willfulness.