Love is simple, but when you need it, it will show unparalleled power! What does this sentence mean?

Love is like a cup of tea, the more you drink, the weaker it becomes. Although I believe that love at first sight does exist, it is not reliable.

Love is like air and water. They are born of the same sex, nourishing life, but invisible.

Love is like water and fish. When I am a fish, love wraps me like water. When I am water, love makes me feel as smart and fresh as a fish.

Of course, love is not an ornament, nor an accessory, nor a luxury. Love has the magical effect of colored brushes, which can instantly make your monotonous and gloomy life colorful.

Love is like a drink. Different people need different tastes. I like water with a little sweetness. If it's too strong and too sweet, it's passion and won't last long.

I just like being with someone very much, but I don't know what I like about him or her.

Love is thinking about him (her) so much that you ignore yourself.

Love is feeling extremely happy when we are together and extremely painful when we are apart.

Love is that you can do something for him or her that you never wanted to do before.

Love is a double-edged sword. It can make you an angel or a devil.

Love is hoping that he can keep pace with himself and connect with his heart.

A joke he accidentally said can also make him feel depressed and even burst into tears.

In front of him, he is never defenseless.

Love is crawling on his chest and crying when he is wronged, without pretending or caring.

Tell him all his troubles, eager to get comfort from his arms.

Love is listening to him tell interesting stories about his childhood, and then smiling.

I am more sympathetic to the man who used to be very naughty.

Love is in the corridor. When I saw him, I pretended to be indifferent.

But when I passed by, I felt the trembling air around me carefully, so I couldn't help looking back.

Love is obviously inseparable from him, but I want to give him up, because he wants happiness, maybe I can't give it.

Dare not possess him, I hope to see him find happiness, even if that happiness is not shared with me.

Love is that you want to share with him at any time, and even want to give him all the happiness when you are happy.

Love is to call him in a hurry after a few days of no contact, and then hold back tears and smile.

Loving one person is a world of two people, and one more person will feel uncomfortable.

Love a person, together, will be inexplicably lost.

If you love someone, you often look forward to tomorrow together.

If you love someone, you will often cry.

Love someone, when you haven't seen him for a long time, you will think of him every day.

Love a person, when you think of him, you will look at the sky blankly.

Love someone, and one day, you suddenly think: What will our children be like in the future?

Love a person and hope he is happier.

Love a person, what you expect is forever.

To love someone is to tolerate his shortcomings.

Love a person, especially calm.

Love a person, sometimes afraid to be with him.

Love a person and always pay for him.

Love someone and hope to find him at any time.

Love a person and always cry for him.

Love is an emotion.

Love is a feeling.

Love is endless.

Love is invisible, caring, missing, caring and loving. . . . .

Love is knowing that you brought you a bag of fresh milk after breakfast, and pretending to ask you: Did you have breakfast?

Love is knowing that all you need to do is put a band-aid on that small burn, and take the trouble to wrap some badger oil in tin foil from home. Whether you like it or not, carefully apply it to the wound with a toothpick.

Love is that I miss you crazy. When I saw you, I just said a word lightly. Who misses you? Don't flatter yourself.

Love is knowing that there is no money in your pocket, buying duck wings that you love, and then hiding at home to eat instant noodles every day.

Love is knowing that the small mirror you gave me is only worth three dollars, and you still carry it with you all the year round, but you can't bear to throw it away when the mirror cover is off.

Love is knowing that that little ring is worthless and is worn by a woman. When she helped you put it on your hand, she didn't want to at all on the surface, but she pretended to resist, but her heart was full of joy.

Love is waiting for her at the silly station all day knowing that maybe she can't come today.

Love is when you know that you don't like playing adventure island, when you know that she is playing, you delete the games you like and start playing adventure island. When you see her, pretend to be surprised and say, do you play, too

Love is when you know you don't like persimmons at all, but you do. You buy a bunch of persimmons, choose a small one, eat it with relish, and then exaggerate and say: Wow, persimmons are delicious.

Love is knowing you can't drink at all. Drinking while eating, just foolishly say, I haven't drunk for a long time. Help me have a beer, too.

Love is when you know you have had dinner, but you still keep stuffing chicken legs into your mouth. I won't stop if you don't eat all these today.

Love knew it would hurt, but it bit you hard and cracked its mouth and said, look, this is the watch I gave you.

Love is knowing that you are not very big, but also saying angrily: Hum! You're an old man, still hitting on my little girl.

Love is knowing that you like to eat dried sweet potatoes, taking a bus for several hours just to bring you a bag of dried sweet potatoes for a few dollars, and then picking up large and small bags and throwing them in front of you: hum! If I hadn't seen you thin, I wouldn't have gone so far to buy you so much food.

Love is watching you throw a pile of clothes there and saying bitterly, You are so fucking lazy, a big man, and you can't even wash clothes. You can't expect me to wash it for you. Then when you come back from work, you see the clothes hanging quietly on the balcony.

Love is knowing that you like boiled eggs, then tossing you around, and then taking you to a stall, naively telling you: I pity you, I invite you to eat boiled eggs today.

Love is knowing that you like dried pork. When you bring it to her, you put it in your mouth one by one, saying that my mother will come to see me at school in a few days, so you should get rid of it quickly, or I can't eat with her.

Love saved my life, but I bought you a shirt with all my money.

Love is on Valentine's Day. You take her to a Valentine's Day package, covering your ears and saying, You are crazy, spending money indiscriminately! What you eat in your heart is delicious.

Love means that you hate him (her) to death, but you also miss him (her) to death.

Love is seeing him (her) shed tears, and his own tears will unconsciously flow down.

Love is being together when you know it's impossible. . . . . .

Love is. . . . . .

Cherish the people who love you

Others don't believe in faithful love, I do.

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Love is tolerance, not indulgence, love is care, not connivance, love is blending with each other, not unrequited love, love is a hundred flavors but not all sweet. ...

True love is not necessarily a perfect match in the eyes of others.

But the inner harmony of people who love each other.

Just to make each other's lives better and pay silently.

This love not only warms oneself, but also warms the secular heart.

True love is to cherish when you can love.

True love is letting go when you can't love.

Because letting go means having everything …

Please love when you cherish it.

When you let go, have a good blessing …

True love is a kind of heartfelt care and care. There is no flowery rhetoric or grandstanding, but you can only feel it in words and deeds. So plain and so firm. On the contrary, oaths and promises explain its uncertainty. Never believe sweet words. Feel with your heart!