Love is just one word with many explanations

Love is caring, love is missing, love is worrying, love is. . . . .

Love is knowing clearly that you have had breakfast, yet still bringing you a bag of fresh milk, and asking you hypocritically: Have you had breakfast?

Love is clearly knowing that a small burn only requires a band-aid, and it takes the trouble to wrap some badger oil in tin foil from home. Whether you like it or not, use a toothpick to carefully apply it on you. In the wound

Love means clearly missing you, thinking about you so much that I will go crazy. When I see you, I just say a faint word: Who misses you, don’t be sentimental

Love means clearly knowing You have no money in your pocket, but you still have to buy your favorite duck wings, and then hide at home and eat instant noodles every day

Love is knowing that the small mirror you gave is only worth three yuan, and you still pay for it for a year Wear it with you all year round, even if the cover of the mirror falls off, you can’t bear to throw it away

Love is clearly knowing that that little ring is worthless at all, and it is worn by a woman. When she puts it on your hand, she doesn’t look at all on the surface. I don't want to, and I still pretend to resist, but I am happy in my heart

Ai clearly knows that she may not be able to make it today, but stupidly waits for her at the station all day

Love is that I obviously don’t like to play MapleStory. When I found out that she was playing, I deleted the games I liked to play and started playing MapleStory. When I saw her, I pretended to be surprised and said: You are playing too. ?

Love is that you obviously don’t like eating persimmons at all, but you like to eat them. You bought a bunch of persimmons, picked a small one, ate it with relish, and then exaggeratedly said: Wow, persimmons are really good. Delicious

Love is knowing that you don’t know how to drink at all, but when you drink while eating, you stupidly say: I haven’t drank for a long time, please give me a bottle of beer

Love is knowing clearly that you have eaten dinner, and still stuffing chicken drumsticks into your mouth. If you don’t eat all these today, I will never be done with you

Love is knowing clearly It hurts, but he bites you hard, and says with a cracked mouth: Look, this is the watch I gave you

Love is knowing clearly that you are not very big, but still saying angrily: Humph ! You are already an old man, but you still come to pick up this little girl like me

I know that you like to eat dried sweet potatoes, and I am willing to ride in the car for several hours just to bring you a pack of dried sweet potatoes that cost a few yuan. Then he picked up bags of various sizes and threw them in front of you: Humph! If I hadn't seen you thin, I wouldn't have gone so far to buy so many things for you to eat

Love is when I saw a pile of clothes you threw there, and said bitterly: You are so damn lazy, a Big man, you don’t know how to wash your clothes yet, so don’t expect me to wash them for you. Then when you come back from work, you will see that your clothes have been quietly hung on the balcony

Love knows that you like to eat Wang eggs, and then toss you around, and then take you to a stall, and innocently say to you: I have pity on you, today I treat you to Wang eggs

Love knows you She likes to eat pork breasts. When you bring her pork breasts to eat, she stuffs them into your mouth one piece at a time and says: My mother will come to school to visit me in a few days. Let’s get rid of this quickly, or my mother will bring her here. I can't eat it anymore

Love is saving my life, but I used all the money I have to buy a shirt for you

Love is Valentine's Day, you take her with you Eat the Valentine's Day set meal, grab your ear and say: You are crazy, and you spend money randomly! What I eat in my heart is delicious

Love is when you hate him (her) to death, but you also miss him (her) to death

Love is when you see him (her) If you shed tears, your own tears will also flow down unconsciously

Love is knowing that we cannot be together, but still. . . . . .

Love is. . . . . .

Cherish those who love you

Others don’t believe in undying love, but I believe it

Love means not cherishing it when you get it, and regretting it after leaving it. Emotional beauty.

Love is an old couple supporting each other when crossing the road.

Love is a great sacrifice to leave the only bowl of porridge to your children.

Love is the blessing from a long-lost friend on your birthday.

Love is a knowing smile after close cooperation between colleagues.

Love is the autumn wind that blows when you are hot.

Love is the pleasant feeling when the drizzle of March falls on your face.

Love is a boutique club, it can absorb all the advantages of people.

Love is mountains and rivers, it can give you a broad mind.

Love is fire, it can melt the ice in the world.

Love is ice, she can solidify all beautiful memories.

What exactly is love? Actually I don't know either.

I think: if you know how to enjoy life and know how to love life, that is love!

Huan suddenly thought of him when he was reading late at night, imagining what he was doing now, and felt a light warmth in his heart, but he never took the initiative to call him. After a few minutes, my attention was drawn back to the plot of the book.

Love is in the lonely night, when thoughts come in like a tide. I hold the book in my hand but can't read it. I wonder in my heart whether he is still working overtime at this time, whether he has eaten dinner or not. Don't think about yourself as much as you think about him!

What I like is that I get red-faced and argue with him when discussing issues, and neither side gives in. I act like a hedgehog in front of him and never admit defeat, but in my heart I have already secretly admired his talent.

Love means hoping that he will be in step with you and be connected to your heart. A joke he said unintentionally can make you feel depressed or even tearful in an instant. In front of him, I was never defensive!

What I like is to send him a text message when I’m out and tell him the weather is nice here, then turn off my phone, go crazy alone in a foreign place for a week, and then suddenly appear in front of him with a tan and scare him. One jump.

Love is wanting to be with you wherever you go. You can stand on the beach and call him on the phone, let him listen to the sound of the waves, and freeze in place for a long time because you saw a figure that looked exactly like him on the street in a foreign land.

What I like is that he simply said "Have a safe journey" before going on a business trip. Looking at his leaving back, I felt a little reluctant, but said nothing, just waiting silently for the news of his return.

Love was what he had told him a thousand times before he went on a business trip. He stuffed his backpack with clothes and food, waited until the train left at the station before leaving, and was obsessed with him every day after he left. Unsure, I prayed over and over again that he would return safely.

What I like is that when I am hurt, I don’t want him to see my fragile side, so I quietly wipe away my tears in front of him, and turn around, still looking happy and strong.

Love is when you are wronged, you crawl on his chest and cry bitterly, without any pretense or worry, telling him all your troubles, and longing to be comforted in his arms!

What I like is eating KFC with him when we are tired from shopping on weekends; grabbing a cup of hot coffee with him in the cold winter; walking side by side with him on the street, always half a meter apart; They were playing games in front of the computer with him, and the two of them smiled like children.

Love is spending half a day on weekends cooking a few delicious dishes and watching him eat them with satisfaction; it is constantly refilling his coffee cup with hot water in the cold winter; it is walking with him on the street and letting him eat it. Holding her hand tightly; she was happily watching him concentrate on working in front of the computer next to him.

I like to meet him in the corridor, say hello to him happily, and exchange a few words with him. When I pass by, I see the bright sunshine outside the window, and my mood improves for no reason.

Ai saw him in the corridor, pretending not to care, but when he passed by, he carefully felt the trembling air around him, so he couldn't help but look back!

I like it when I see him holding hands with another girl. It hurts a little, but I will soon smile towards the rising sun again.

Love is a game you cannot afford to lose. After you give it all, what may be left is just a scar engraved in your heart!

When you stand in front of the one you love, your heartbeat will speed up;

When you make eye contact with the one you love, you will be shy;

When you have a conversation with the one you love, you find it difficult to speak;

When the one you love cries, you cry with him/her;

When you don’t want to If you love someone again, you have to close your eyes and hold back the tears;

When you love someone, you are sometimes afraid of being with him/her;

Love someone, never stop Pay for him/her;

If you love someone, you hope to find him/her at any time;

If you love someone, you always cry for him/her;

If you love someone, you always cry for him/her;

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Love is when he is there,

he is the only one in the eyes;

when he is not there, everything has his shadow.

Love is in the lonely night, longing comes like a tide,

I hold the book in my hand but I can’t read it,

I am thinking about it in my heart Is he still working overtime at this time?

Have he eaten dinner or not? Is he thinking about himself as much as he thinks about him?

Love is to hope that he will be in step with you,

and have a spiritual connection with you,

even a joke he said unintentionally will do the trick

Allow yourself to feel down or even tearful for a moment.

In front of him, I was never defensive.

Love was what he had been told before leaving on a business trip.

Stuffing his backpack with clothes and food,

Waiting at the station until the train left. Then he was willing to leave.

And in the days after he left, I was uneasy every day,

I prayed over and over again for his safe return.

Love is when you are wronged,

Crawling on his chest and crying, without pretense or worry,

Tell him all your worries,

And longed for comfort in his arms.

Love is spending half a day on weekends

Making a few delicious dishes with your own hands and watching him eat them with satisfaction;

It is constantly serving him in the cold winter Refilling the coffee cup with hot water;

Walking with him on the street and letting him hold his hand tightly;

Doing it quietly next to him,

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Happily watching him concentrate while working in front of the computer.

Love is listening to him telling interesting stories about his childhood,

and then smiling,

I feel more pity for the person in front of me

He was once so naughty Troublemaker.

Ai saw him in the corridor,

pretending to be indifferent,

but when she passed by, she carefully felt the tremors around her. The air,

so I couldn't help but look back.

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When you stand In front of the one you love, your heartbeat will speed up;

When you make eye contact with the one you love, you will be shy;

When you talk to the one you love , you find it difficult to speak;

When the person you love cries, you will cry with him or her;

When you no longer want to love someone, you have to close your eyes And hold back tears;

When you love someone, you are sometimes afraid of being with him/her;

If you love someone, you keep giving for him/her;

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When you love someone, you hope to find him/her at any time;

When you love someone, you always cry for him/her;

Love is where he/she is. Sometimes,

he is the only one in the eyes;

when he is not around, everything has his shadow.

Love is in the lonely night, longing comes like a tide,

I hold the book in my hand but I can’t read it,

I am thinking about it in my heart Is he still working overtime at this time?

Have he eaten dinner or not? Is he thinking about himself as much as he thinks about him?

Love is to hope that he will be in step with you,

and have a spiritual connection with you,

even a joke he said unintentionally will do the trick

Allow yourself to feel down or even tearful for a moment.

In front of him, I was never defensive.

Love was what he had been told before leaving on a business trip.

Stuffing his backpack with clothes and food,

Waiting at the station until the train left. Then he was willing to leave.

And in the days after he left, I was uneasy every day,

I prayed over and over again for his safe return.

Love is when you are wronged,

Crawling on his chest and crying, without pretense or worry,

Tell him all your worries,

And longed for comfort in his arms.

Love is spending half a day on weekends

Making a few delicious dishes with your own hands and watching him eat them with satisfaction;

It is constantly serving him in the cold winter Refilling the coffee cup with hot water;

Walking with him on the street and letting him hold his hand tightly;

Doing it quietly next to him,

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Happily watching him concentrate while working in front of the computer.

Love is listening to him telling interesting stories about his childhood,

and then smiling,

I feel more pity for the person in front of me

He was once so naughty Troublemaker.

Ai saw him in the corridor,

pretending to be indifferent,

but when she passed by, she carefully felt the tremors around her. The air,

so I couldn't help but look back.

Think of someone all the time

Love is a yearning, a fear, an addiction,