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What's my situation? Those who accept the challenge come in.

Love is a matter of our life. Love has affection, friendship and love.

Family love.

When we were young, our parents and elders took good care of us, which supported us to go beyond the limit.

Happy childhood-they love us and we love them because of me.

There is a blood relationship between us, and blood ties connect me.

Kid.

When I grow up, I have my own field, my own partner and comrades-in-arms.

The children snuggled up to each other, whispered to each other, supported each other and spent some time laughing.

A wonderful and unforgettable time-we love them and they love us, yes.

Because they are our friends, we can share joys and sorrows, we can.

Create a harmonious atmosphere with each other.

If you are more mature, you may find the other half. You care about each other and take care of each other.

Depend, leave a beautiful warmth in the romantic life drift-you love each other, yes.

Because they can bring happiness, joy and sweetness to each other. this is love

Love, even if it is forever, will be lingering and faithful.

When you get married and have your own next generation, you will naturally give birth again.

Give birth to maternal love and fatherly love, and let love return to the bond of blood.

You look at people all your life, love them all your life, and be loved all your life.

Life is accompanied by love, life is accompanied by love. The history of mankind is only possible because of love.

A bright color makes the dusty wheels breathe all the way.

Love is selfless.

Love is a kind of pay without regrets, and you can ask for nothing in return. So true love is

You will love yourself, love others and love this nature; You will love you.

Parents will also love their elders except them; You will fall in love with the person who makes your heart beat.

Touched people will also love those who have nothing to do with you.

Love is not possession.

If you really love someone, don't hold him in your hand. He has a choice.

Freedom, don't try to change him and bind him. You love fish, give it a pool of water;

If you love grass, give it an acre of land; You love birds, give them a sky; If you like flowers,

Please let it bloom on the branches; If you love him, please set him free.

Love is an ability.

Have the ability to love yourself and others. Be realistic and love first.

Love yourself, love yourself, love what you have now, love yourself now.

Everything I've done. You should make sure that you can adapt to the fierce and cruel social competition.

The ability to ensure that they will not be eliminated. This is where you can go.

Love is the basic condition of giving. Imagine if a person even wants to ask about his own survival.

If you can't solve the problem and even love yourself, how can you have the ability to love others?

And then what?

Love is another responsibility.

It is a kind of responsibility that can be undertaken "as long as you live better than me", undertake.

Take the responsibility of being sweet and steady on the road of love. Just keep it simple.

It is your responsibility to make each other's lives better!

So, my friend, please think about it. Do you understand the truth of these loves?

Dear, do you have the ability to love? Can you bear the responsibility of love?

Ren. So, please allow us to paraphrase a sentence that you may have heard many times: Qing.

Flowers bloom only once in spring. Study hard! Studying hard doesn't mean giving up.

The yearning and pursuit of love, study hard just to let yourself have love.

Ability to take responsibility for love.

In a previous life, I owed you a tear:

This life finally flows down in front of you,

Pure tears, slowly condensed in the eyes,

A beautiful rotation seems to cover up the last heartache.

However, it still flowed down, slipped quietly from my face ... past lives, and came back with a trace of nostalgia for you;

Unexpectedly, this life-I still left with regret. ...

I don't know if I'm really stupid;

For the little attachment in my heart,

After hundreds of cycles,

But it ushered in the heartache that should not come;

Actually, I'm really naive,

Your eyes never stopped on me in your last life,

How did you notice my existence in your life?

Listening to you hurts like a knife.

In the moonlight, I found that,

I'm just your shadow,

In desperation, I want to take back the tears on my cheeks.

Actually, I just want to take back all my memories about you. ...

Only to find that I can't find it back, only my heart. ...

All that dedication, all that so-called love,

I don't know who left it far away when. ...

I love you deeply, but I can't stay with you.

I love you very much, but I will always keep you in my heart.

Want to see but can't see, want but doomed to lose. ...

You don't understand this contradiction, and neither do you understand this mood. .........

If I can, I want to go back to loving you!

However, loving your heart is obviously painful, and I remember your hurt a little. ...

I don't know, continue or leave, which choice will make me happy?

Maybe on the road of love, I really have no choice but fate.

Whose tears,

Who can keep this dream,

Never wake up again,

Who can act this scene well,

Grasp the best ending,

Hold back the pain until the wound heals,

Whether to give up is also a kind of beauty.

Heartbroken can only be speechless. ...

Whose tears are these?

Fly gently with the wind?

Who would let you do this?

So calm as water?

Dry your tears and savor them gently.

Please tell yourself:

Who do you love?

I saw many love stories on bbs.

Just like a schoolmate said, I thought the dish related to love should be a happy rose shrine.

But this is a kind of sadness.

Love and marriage

How much pain and bitterness

How much tacit understanding do two people have?

What kind of emotion can be true?

Never leave, grow old together.

What kind of attraction can make the other half follow,

In order to make him (her) feel that his other half is the best,

I'm not going out to have sex.

What kind of feelings can be dressed as heavenly love and marriage?

still

People don't know how to cherish what they have.

still

People are too greedy.

People in love

Don't give up easily

Want to refuel?

Know how to cherish and manage.

Know how to be content

Very important! !

Since love, since choice, don't give up! ! !

Love really needs courage.

When can we reach this limit?

Never say that you have lost your love. Love can't be lost or stored.

A lovelorn person is only an emotional loss.

Now that you don't love, there is no love at all.

The mountain of emotion is full of trees. You shouldn't set fire to the forest just because you hate someone.

Love has no negative number. Don't always say what you lost when you loved him.

When you also get

Since it is lost, let it be lost forever. Since you can't save it, you have to

This crying?

Maybe I loved it in the past and I don't love it now, but I'm determined to leave. Being together without love is disabled.

Cool and immoral

If you love, treat each other sincerely. If you don't love, don't hate each other. Love cannot be stored.

So, never say that you are lovelorn.

This is life. ...............

Find someone who can bear hardships together, not enjoy them together.

Find someone who can bear it together, not escape it together.

Find someone who is responsible for you, not for love.

Love is blind and life is realistic.

Because love is just a way for human beings to escape from reality,

And derivatives!

In order to escape from reality, I look for love.

I lost my true feelings in search of love!

I lost my true feelings, only to find that I have been false.

Love is by no means looking for it when it is lacking, and changing it when it is tired.

What do you think love is?

A little tempted, a little impulsive, a hug and a kiss?

Naive people watch too many Japanese dramas, and rascal Cai has read too many articles.

This may be part of love, but it is definitely not most.

The theme of love is life, living together.

You can accompany her to be sad for a while, but can you accompany her to bear all the pressure?

You can give her the body temperature, but can you give her the direction of life?

Have you ever imagined that when the enthusiasm fades,

Hugs are not attractive to you.

How do you go on?

Distance is the test of true love, and time is the answer!

For the people you love deeply, please make some sacrifices and keep your love.

How else to talk about true love!

You can forget your previous vows, but remember your sincerity.

Ask yourself, do you love that much?

Are you willing to let them both get hurt?

Love is by no means looking for it when it is lacking, and changing it when it is tired!

Life is not a good life for one.

This is how two people live together.

But for some objective reasons, you can't be together in reality.

Don't you give up so easily and be satisfied with perfection?

Can't you wait for love?

Do you allow yourself to be so short-sighted and see only the immediate happiness?

Is this the end of your life?

If it is true love, don't give up!

This city is too pretentious,

Love is like neon lights,

Whoever forgets to turn off the light after leaving,

Let the dream be too brilliant.

Thought I could stay with you,

But who's with whom,

Love songs are longer than kisses,

It's called getting together and breaking up.

The moon has ups and downs, and people have joys and sorrows.

There are always too many disappointments in life.

Love is the highest theme of life,

No one can escape the question and answer.

I always yearn for too much and miss too much.

Knowing that our ending will eventually go to nothingness,

But I can't let go.

Willing to sink, just because there is still a trace of warmth in my heart.

I walked in circles in the maze you walked down until I was covered with scars.

Blind and crazy chasing all the way, can't get the love of lovers,

It really makes people feel: endless efforts have brought infinite pain.

I have despaired of this feeling and no longer have any illusions.

Maybe this is better.

Although I am unwilling, what can I do?

I don't know if I should love.

The ugly truth is always better than the beautiful lies.

Love is only an accessory to loneliness,

I believe that everything has its accessories.

Love, I no longer believe in its existence.

It can't bring me any comfort.

There are too many lies in the city, and love is just an expensive window.

Whoever is serious will be taken in.

I thought you would be different, but why don't you be different,

Because loneliness is too cold and imaginary warmth, there is no reason to last until dawn.

Turning forward and spinning in this maze will make it easier to give up and be disappointed, but I am not willing.

Wait and see, wait, insist, argue, remember, lose, miss, loneliness ... all gone.

The word happiness is too abstract and empty. Many memories have begun to blur into black and white tones.

Do you like dancing alone in the dark?

Maybe you are used to living alone?

What is love? Love is one person's belief and two people's hell.

We staged each other's stories on staggered stages.

Women come and go like the wind in men's lives.

Maybe it's just a play arranged by fate,

I can't see through it, only the future tense with no designed ending.

In a person's life, let eternity pass. ......

For a long time, I thought that no one could understand me, let alone that.

Women are willing to try to understand what I am thinking. What would I be?

What a nice man. ...

I am very eager for someone to understand my own language. Look at that.

Know your behavior, but over time, there is no way.

If you fantasize again and reluctantly arm yourself to your teeth, that feeling.

Like a ghost in a shell, with his own loss and seclusion.

Resentment is hidden in an imperceptible corner …

Before today, I never thought that a woman could see so thoroughly.

I never dared to think that there would be a woman with such delicate feelings.

Sense to interpret yourself, so that at that time, I don't know how to watch.

Reach the feeling in my heart at this moment …

I don't know what kind of woman she is, and I never know who she is.

What evaluation did I give her? I couldn't even do it when I saw her.

Know what you did to her and let such a woman do it.

There is a definition, I wrote, that the men described in those delicate words are really

Is it yourself?

At this moment, the heart that has been calm for a long time is full of ripples, not because

Her merits make me greedy, not because I have experienced it for too long.

There is only one person's loneliness … this kind of heart throb comes from two unrelated people.

Life, she is not my platform, not my direction, maybe even a window.

The scenery that flashed outside didn't count, but at the moment, I was suddenly in my mind.

However, we jumped out of the words "confidante" that we once shouted in high profile.

Is it? Will it? Or will my brain flash and the sky fall?

The tacit understanding has changed its taste …

I can't give her any evaluation, let alone her character.

To put it mildly, I can't and can't put her with the men around me.

The comparison is not only because she is the meat in someone else's bowl, but also because.

Because of her, I can't put forward selfish ideas. Many people say the feeling is right.

Don't let go easily, but I can't do it this time, although I dare not.

Determine which direction this vague feeling will go …

I often ask myself, I know her. Am I happy? I'm in my diary

I wrote my own expectations, and she told me to drop everything and be a happy person 2.

People, just simple happiness, calm down on such a night,

Appreciate the sincere sigh carefully …

I collect my own diary, whether we will be a couple or not.

Dear friend, I'm looking forward to this day. This moment is so exciting for me.

I remember ............... very well. If I had a choice at this time, I would choose not to want you.

I haven't seen you. If I can forget, I also choose.

Forget you completely.

Leave no trace, no regret

Because I can't bear too much love, I have too much sadness.

Because I can't give you life experience where you will go.

Accustomed to the joys and sorrows. Is there anything I can't let go of?

Only you can't forget what you can't let go and what you can't have, and that's you.

Light tears, light miss you.

It's late at night and it's raining. I miss you.

The simple world is not only pale and empty at night.

When I opened my eyes hard, my eyes were dark.

There are so many people that I can't see you even if I try.

I'm so tired. Should I give up? May I?

Time can really make the memory fade away.

I want to ask you many times. ......

After all, I didn't ask, for fear that you would be embarrassed and I would be embarrassed.

There are many things between us that we don't want to touch.

I'm afraid that opening my mouth will hurt people, but everyone knows it.

Injury and pain have always existed, but it seems to be an agreement.

Only one person can hurt alone and can't feel face to face.

Tears only at this time.

Satisfied, like you said, loved hard.

But it's memorable, nothing is perfect,

How can our love be as expected?

I have had happiness and fantasies, and it is enough for you to say that you love me.

The thoughts on this day turned into Ying Ying's flashing tears.

Will you walk into my dream to soothe my sadness?

Sad songs and rustling rain

This night is not lonely and uneasy.

Take a long sigh and unload a little weight from your heart.

Tell yourself that love cannot be a burden.

Let me-

Light tears, light miss you.

I don't know who said that boys without scars won't fall in love with drinking. ......

A person who has never been hurt will not fall in love with a wound.

I don't think a man who hasn't been hurt will fall in love with drinking.

Wine is the memory of those beautiful details.

Wine is short-lived, all ecstasy is short-lived, and beauty is more beautiful because of short-lived.

A little injury will make you lose confidence in love. He is a simple boy, but men who drink will not give up easily. He chose wine and beauty.

Love is a kind of injury, but men find happiness in it.

Alcohol is also a kind of harm, but at the same time, alcohol makes men forget the harm.

If the person who doesn't drink is a pug, then the person who drinks is a wolf.

The fragrance of wine is drifting away, but what lingers is amorous feelings and fantasy.

A bottle of wine.

What does it mean for men?

Maybe it is the peak of lust, maybe it is the sadness of breaking up.

Love without harm is not complete.

It is necessary to remember or forget those who have loved and been hurt.

Alcohol is not a physiological need, but a psychological need.

The wine in the bitter, spicy and transparent glass bottle is a little deep, a little lazy, a little charming, a little gentle and a little lost.

A bottle of wine is more like parting.

People who drink are as cold as iron.

A pack of $3.50 cigarettes, a plate of $2.50 peanuts and a bottle of 1.50 rice wine were brought back to the crazy youth. At that time, I knew nothing but light green dreams.

The sound of footsteps stopped everyone's eyes from breathing.

That back, like a misty cloud, made many winds stop singing.

That voice, soft and sweet, is like a shower of spring rain, so sad and clean.

How many sighs were left for the story in the book at that time.

But now, not anymore, because he himself has become a character in the story.

Everyone's fate is the beginning of comedy and the end of tragedy.

Because everything is so short for men.

When you are young, it is warm to imagine getting old in one's hands.

Because, at that time, I still didn't understand what old was, and I thought it was a deep romance.

Now, when years have mercilessly carved scars on our faces, we find out what a terrible devil old age is.

When you are old, it is the moment when the wine is about to attack. * * * * * Nowadays, women have a kind of love, which is called the love of bosom friends, also called the third kind of emotion.

It is said that there is no physical relationship under lovers and above friends, but it is better than feelings with physical relationships.

Confidante can be a general term, regardless of the same sex and opposite sex.

However, a woman's blue confidante is ambiguous and pure, but it will never be so pure that there is no physical contact.

You may have never had sex, but you will never have never touched your fingers. Because of the initial physical contact, there will be ambiguous emotions between two people. Even people who have never met each other will inevitably tell each other's stories on the phone and computer.

The meaning of a bosom friend is to let the other person know himself thoroughly.

Lan Yan's bosom friend is a man who is lower than her husband and boyfriend and higher than other male friends.

A woman can talk to this man about any topic that she can't talk to her husband or boyfriend, or she can cry about the grievances that her man has suffered for herself. Because she is a bosom friend, she will pity you, speak for you from your point of view, and give you a warm hug when you are hurt. You think it is a hug without any passion.

Lan Yan's confidant is a man who really understands women's psychology and feelings. He will not always worry about every woman's joys and sorrows, but will feel distressed for every tear he meets and be happy for every smile she smiles. He is the first person a woman thinks of when she is injured and wronged.

Women always have a lot to say to the men around them or their closest girlfriends, so they are looking for a man who can care about and love her without making her suffer, think, love and hate.

Lan Yan's bosom friend is brother and sister, so you can hide it. It's that the other person doesn't treat himself as a woman or a man. In fact, the more he keeps reiterating, the more worried he is that he will go out of that step.

A bosom friend is a very dangerous relationship. Take a small step forward and you will stumble and cheat.

The only purpose for a man to be kind to a woman is to get a woman's heart or body. That's all.

Women's good intentions for men are nothing more than that, but the desire to get the body is not as real as the desire to get the heart. Women care more about their hearts. Getting a man's heart makes a woman more proud than getting his body, and a man cares about his own body. Getting more women's bodies is more worth showing off than getting more women's hearts. Getting too much heart will only bring a burden to men.

If a woman wants to have the heart of a blue face confidant all her life, she must keep her body away from each other all her life and keep her position in his heart unchanged. Only by giving can she get a return, and your concern will naturally get the other person's concern.

Without meticulous care, how can you get the possibility that a man is willing to be your lifelong confidant?

If you want others to care about you and love you, only you can tell others the secrets and grievances in your heart first.

People are mutual, love will not be rewarded for giving, but friendship will be rewarded. We all have friends more or less, but there is always a male friend who will always stick to himself or live in my heart.

No one should run away or think that they are in love. That's not love, that's just dependence.

When you start to rely on someone, naturally he has the charm to convince you. You should be careful not to get involved. Lan Yan's confidant is the easiest object for women to cheat, and few people can really become the closest confidant in their lives. It depends on how men and women control themselves.

Speaking of control, the degree of getting along with friends needs to be measured clearly.

A woman should know the difference between a bosom friend and a lover.

A confidante can speak from the heart, but can't warm each other. The only way to warm yourself is to warm your heart, and never become a body fever. Once they become body heat, they will face two consequences, either losing or upgrading to lovers.

But how dangerous it is to have a lover who knows you thoroughly!

But once you lose your confidant, you will suffer more than losing your lover.

Woman, you must consider clearly whether to let him be your confidante or your lover. Once located, we must control our own degree.

Don't trust any man who says "Because you are my bosom friend, I will tell you everything".

A man tells a woman that she is his confidant, but his intention is obvious. A woman's heart is most easily moved by the word "confidant". Her little vanity will feel that she can occupy such a big position in a man's heart. He really trusts her very much. Because she was moved, she would double the reward, and maybe she accidentally put the whole person in.

In the face of men taking the initiative to say that they are their confidants, remember to observe carefully, don't be carried away by vanity, and don't be taken into a game where a man has played thousands of times and still enjoys it.

A steady man, a man who truly regards you as a confidant, will not easily tell you what she once trusted, but will only occasionally secretly tell you some of his thoughts, and will also give you a small blessing when he is happy, and will not call every day or report everything every day. When you are bosom friends, you will only tell you the key points, not your troubles, but ask your opinion before you decide something.

A man's bosom friend should be a woman who can give advice on her career and life feelings, not a man who tells you everything when she eats and plays together every day. Women should be especially careful, because such men are very cunning, and they are taking advantage of women's natural kindness and compassion. When you trust him and feel sorry for his experience, you will care more about him, take care of him more, and even want him not to be hurt like this all his life, so you put yourself into the bitter trap set by men.

For this kind of man who hangs the banner of "confidant" but says ambiguous words, women must avoid it. This is a very dangerous man. Because of the lack of sincere and deceptive feelings, it is neither love nor friendship.

A woman said to a man, "You are my bosom friend." This is said with gratitude.

Under normal circumstances, when a woman says this, her feelings are very fragile. Women like to tell their true feelings. Even a woman with profound talents will not approach a man as a confidant, because women should understand that men don't think too much about their confidants, because they generally just want to cherish each other for a lifetime and feel that kind of ambiguity. If they really got a bosom friend's heart and body, they wouldn't have that kind of throbbing in the first place.

A man's confidante is a woman who can be respected for a lifetime, and there will be no unreasonable ideas. There is a kind of love called giving up,

There is a kind of love, with tears, but beautiful. .......

There is a kind of love called letting go. Letting go is not giving up loving you. ...

Whenever night comes, I miss myself like a flood; When everything has passed, when everything has changed, do I still remember my tears, my smile and my love? Have I forgotten the past of kissing my heart? If it weren't for your appearance, I wouldn't be depressed now If you didn't leave your kiss on my face, I wouldn't worry about you day and night. If ... if you don't ...

Although we broke up, we never forgot. We can only look for your figure greedily in our memories. When we went back to the place where we walked together at that time, things had changed.

Accustomed to a person's loneliness, I found a corner in the empty room to curl up and let the tears drop. After you let go, I live every day alone ~ ~ ~ ~ and find that I still miss you so much and love you so much ~ ~ Some people say that lost love will never come back, but I always fantasize about miracles. I know I can't let go without this freedom! I can't let go of my love for you Really! I only have you in my heart! ! Although I am far from your city, I still think of you all the time. Thinking that I can't sleep, I look at my face in the mirror, haggard but with tears, and I can't help laughing in pain. I tried to shake it all night, thinking that I would be very tired, and God would not let you appear in my mind … I think about you every day. Better than ten thousand years on earth.

Those memories of the past, like flashing glass fragments, shine in the dark corner, attracting me with their unique charm, and I can't give up. But I don't want to let go of my love, but after so long, the person I dream of is still you ... I always thought that my feelings for you had gone far, but I stayed at the original point.

I finally understand what it's like to miss someone. The mobile phone has been in my hand, dialing those Arabic numerals over and over again, but I never have the courage to dial them out. The smell of missing someone, a look, a smile and a kiss will make you feel that you have no regrets about all your efforts. . . Salty tears will unconsciously flow down. ...

Let go of your hand and let you go.

No one will know how I feel

If one day you will find out

I will wait here.

Breaking up is eternal.

Can you feel my helplessness? I can feel your helpless pain.

Since we can't get rid of the fate of past lives and the bondage of this life, why, why should we meet?

But how can I live without meeting each other?

Meeting is a kind of torture, and not meeting is a kind of pain that life is worse than death.

I often think of you, but you are not with me.

I hope I can forget all the days with you.

Or you can come back to me.

But I know that's impossible.

Every time I cry for you.

I don't know if you are thinking about me. ...

I chose to leave, you chose to let go, and our so-called love passed … ..

If I don't know the truth, I think at least I can find some comfort in my memories. unfortunately ...

Once love hurts the shoulder, it will become the end of the world.

When I was sad, I began to anesthetize myself with wine. I always want to drink more. I don't think about anything at the moment when I don't know anything, but I always think a lot when I wake up. . . . There are many ways to sober up. Just block the entrance. And the way to awaken love is nowhere to be found. I finally realized that if I really love someone, I should bless him from my heart. I can only think of him silently like this. You can walk out of my sight, but you will never walk out of my ardent yearning for you. You can stay away from my fiery love flame, but you can never stay away from my deep attachment to you.

There is a feeling that I always admit that I am "lovesick" when I am insomnia, a fate that I always believe is "eternal" when I wake up, a longing that I always think is "attachment" when I break up, and a feeling that I always understand as "loss" when I leave. I really miss you by my side at this time.

I can't forget it. I still can't forget it.

Knowing you can't.

But I'm still obsessed ~ ~'

There is so much sadness and desolation in the future.

I was the only one who resisted.

No more direction, no more fantasy.

I wish I could be forget the sorrow and confused.

Forget the wishes you made.