Life is really bitter. You are my sweetheart.

He doesn't love you all the time, but he just wants to hold a child who doesn't cry. You can make him feel good when Doby, lick him, or you can make him feel like a little paw scratching his heart. For an instant, he thinks you are extremely cute, and you also have the illusion that he really loves you.

If one day, you are physically and mentally different and grumpy, just like a wounded puppy, biting people at random, he will start to think that you are also secular, lacking humor and elegance. It turns out that you are not an out-of-touch stunner, and you were not so cute at that moment.

A relationship, if reduced to this stage, demeans itself and loses the meaning of love.

The best appearance of love is that people feel like spring breeze, and their body and mind are happy at the same time. Life is really bitter, but that's your sweetness. It's a little silky and bitter in your mouth, but it's still sweet.

Let you enjoy silky, sweet, comfortable and beautiful!

Zhang Ailing said: Among thousands of people, you met the person you want to meet. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, neither earlier nor later, you happened to catch up. There is nothing else to say, but gently ask, "Oh, are you there?"

Yes, I am here, too. I'm still who I was when I came. My heart is like a teenager. I love you as always.

There are so many beautiful or bitter things in life that are as sweet as the spring breeze you lick.

Life tells us that there are so many misfortunes and so many happiness in life. Life is really bitter, life is not easy, do it and cherish it.

Two people who love each other, when they are in love together, can tell all the warmest, disgusting and greasy words in the world to the person who loves them, with tenderness and affection.

However, when there is a gap in your heart, you will do your best to doubt, argue, complain and vent your dissatisfaction.

I don't know how much I want to brush my sense of existence behind hysteria. Think about this compromised love, full of heartache, distressed that I have so much forbearance.

What you can't let go of is just an understatement in his mouth. Maybe you are secretly laughing at your fuss. What you think you can't let go is just the light in his eyes.

Who are you showing? Why are you hurt?

My friend told me that when people reach middle age, they can't afford to talk about love, which hurts feelings and wastes time.

I am deeply convinced! ! !

I am busy collecting money and rice every day, and I have to resist gravity and wrinkle, so I don't have much time to accompany you.

If you and I are on the same frequency, when I greet you, it coincides with the moment when you miss me and you are satisfied, how wonderful it would be.

If I miss you like a parabola, yes, that means I'm actually sitting on the bench. Who will show my mind? Why bother!

Grieve yourself and embarrass others, why bother!