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Talk about the taste of missing in my heart
Second, I don't want to see you only in my dreams, because I love you, and I won't be lonely again; I don't want to miss you only at night, I have your love. I believe I can work miracles.
I remember all your hobbies, but I don't remember that you don't love me.
I want to confess to him, but I don't have the courage because she is with him.
Even if you leave, I will still wait for you in the same place, not unwilling, not unwilling, but unable to give up.
A wry smile can pretend to smile, so you can only see my smile.
Every time I miss you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, and the Sahara has been formed since then. Every time I miss you, a drop of water falls from the sky, thus forming the Pacific Ocean. Cluster hair
Eight, you asked me why I never take the initiative to talk to you. I smiled and didn't answer. I'm just afraid of falling in love with you again.
How long can a smile last, and whether the wish for a meteor will come true.
Ten, the flower sea, the disaster.
Miss, like mellow wine, the older it gets, the stronger the aftertaste.
Honey, look up at the sky. I miss you on the other side of the sky.
Thirteen, I will think, I will think, I will be sad, I will be sad, I will be heartbroken, you forget that I am just an ordinary person.
Fourteen, a warm letter, a bag of sweetness, a bag of happiness, a bucket of health, a box of peace, a basket of happiness, a grain of love, plus my full blessing, I hope you will be happy and carefree forever after receiving this message!
15. No matter how beautiful the oath is, it is also false. No matter how bad the ending is, it's true.
Sometimes missing you is like suddenly smelling the same smell as you. When you don't smell it, it's not so profound. Suddenly, the smell comes out but you want to cry for no reason. I miss you so much, I really want to forget you.
I like you because I like you. You may not like me, but please allow me to love you silently until you know my existence.
I may not be your best friend, but we can still be friends. There are many things between friends that can't be said, but I have one request. You can't fool me.
Nineteen, sometimes you pay too much, but you are looked down upon by humble people. Not everyone knows and cherishes these two words.
Twenty, a whole universe, for a acacia red bean.
At the age of twenty-one, I am no longer the shy girl who dare not look at you.
Twenty-two, miss a person's taste, there is a yearning for it, there is a heartache of joy, there is a thousand turns of melancholy, there is a soul mate aftertaste, more happiness, such as the warm sun in March, bright and warm, and a little bit sweet.
Twenty-three, giving up is very simple, time and new love, I choose time, you choose new love.
I was tortured that year, and I missed you again and again after you left.
Twenty-five, don't entangle the love that can't be caught, don't care about the passers-by who can't stay, don't take unforgettable memories seriously, and don't be with warm-hearted people.
I will always remember those days when I was with you. Happiness, happiness, happiness, loss, sadness and pain have lasted all the days. I miss you very much.
Twenty-seven, secretly love a person's mood, like a seed waiting to sprout in a bottle, you can never be sure whether the future is beautiful or not, but you are waiting sincerely and stubbornly.
Twenty-eight, there are long-lost names among the visitors, and it is impossible to say whether it is a surprise or a heartache.
Twenty-nine, it is always necessary for some people to be gone, only to find out how precious TA is around them.
Thirty, I gather the tears of acacia in the cup, hoping to reflect your beautiful image. I make a kite with my thoughts and wait for your lover to control it.
I don't have to hide anything from anyone. I still love you, but I don't insist on being together. Maybe after a while, I will miss you.
Thirty-two, I don't want to cry as my patent, and I don't want tears to prove my heartbreak.
33. Beautiful dreams, like beautiful poems, can be met but not sought. I really like that dream, knowing that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I feel that the grass is delicious, as if you and I just met for the first time!
There are a thousand words in my heart that I want to tell you, but I can't find a reason to bother you. I want to care about you a thousand times, but I can't find the right identity.
Thirty-five, because I miss you, I was deducted for running a red light; Because I miss you, I can't sleep and I'm late for work. Because I miss you, the text messages are foaming at my thumb.
Thirty-six, the accumulated thoughts welled up in my heart and choked my throat at once.
Thirty-seven, are you full after eating so many words?
Thirty-eight, I haven't seen you for many years, and I miss you in my heart; Many years later, I recalled that time. A gentle greeting, just want to really know how your classmates are?
39. Some feelings are like bubbles blown out by soapy water, which are fragile and have nowhere to put them. If you let it go, it will be broken. If you catch it, it is empty.
Forty, when love comes, of course it is happy. However, this kind of happiness needs to be paid, and we should learn to accept disappointment, pain and parting. Since then, life is no longer simple.
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