Girls still have to learn to love themselves.

Usually, if I bring up this topic, I would say "girls should learn to love themselves".

but not here.

There is a "helpless" between "should" and "or".

Love in college is the freedom to finally get rid of the shackles. Like a fox, it is forced to grow or take the initiative in constant encounters, and the ignorance of the world gradually wears away. Positive people call it growth.

But one day, the girl said to him, I want to be tamed by you.

Two people naturally hold hands, hug and kiss, do common things that you used to admire but pretend to sneer at, and think before going to sleep, wow, so happy.

It's natural for a girl to be swayed by considerations of gain and loss in love and look forward to the future. She is embarrassed and doesn't know how to refuse. More precisely, she is afraid.

Recently, some friends cried and asked me what to do. Caution in words, hidden injuries in eyes, when these come out together, they will actually tremble and unconsciously break out in a cold sweat.

I really can't be willing to pay so much.

What's more, for a girl, she gave herself up without reservation, and another person evaded everyone and killed a young soul. He got what he wanted, and then said goodbye with peace of mind.

Even though he always pretends to be a master of imagination, it's hard to imagine who is ferocious and moaning in the gloomy air when the unformed little life is dismembered by high technology.

The days are still not calm, and friends are around to help make peace. Boys choose to break up for a better career, saying that girls are willful and don't want to tolerate it.

Nowadays, many girls are spoiled with a little temper. They are cute when they like them and unreasonable when they don't. I thought, if the latter, breaking up is understandable.

However, when the girl is in front of her friends, she cries sarcastically and collapses, "What is it that I have been sleeping for two years?" I was silent.

was it also a premeditation?

I have paid my true feelings for about two years, but I can't stand the "you love me" at that time, and finally it grew into a joke and a thorn.

in emotional affairs, advice is never enough. Otherwise, there will be no Romeo and Juliet effect-the more interfered, the more unmarried young men and women love each other.

But who can say for sure about the future? Can your plan keep up with the changes?

There is no one who doesn't like to be happy, but when tomorrow comes and you don't have him the day after tomorrow, what is it that you can't get back?

Finally, I wish you are exquisite to the old age, with sun in your eyes and magnanimity in your smile.

peace.