Commitment is a responsibility.

1, the person who said he would never leave me has gone; Say that you love me, and hold others' hands; The man who said he would wait for me left with another man. Love, don't say it easily. Is commitment a responsibility or a kind of injury? ...

2, there is a kind of love, obviously deep love, but I can't say it; There is a kind of love that obviously wants to give up, but can't give up; There is a kind of love that you know is suffering, but you can't let go; There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way out, but the heart can't be redeemed. Some things, some people, don't really want to forget, they will definitely forget.

Love begins with hope and ends with despair. Giving up means that I no longer have any hope for you.

I couldn't help being sad, so I slowly learned to hide. Because I didn't want to be stabbed again, I gradually learned to pretend.

5, time, let the deeper things get deeper and deeper, let the shallow things get shallower and shallower, look lighter and hurt less. Over time, love will fade and break up. Don't wait for the wrong person, and don't break your heart. It really takes a long time to understand the people and things you really miss.

6. We will never regard each other as irreplaceable as before; We will never love as hard as before until we cry.

7. Many stories often start with happiness and end with sadness. A series of hasty scratches in life will become unforgettable memories for us.

8. I was told that the memory of fish is only 7 seconds. After 7 seconds, it doesn't remember the past, and everything becomes new. Therefore, the fish in that small fish tank will never get tired. I'd rather be a fish, forget everything after 7 seconds, and the people I met and the things I did can disappear. But I'm not a fish. I can't forget the people I love, the pain I care about, and the pain of lovesickness.

9. The last love you gave me was to let go of your hand. A person's world is cold and silent, then turn around. The scenery outside the window is swaying its beauty. What falls between your eyes is loneliness. The dry river pond is quietly blooming with a lonely gesture, so far away and so close. There is only a lonely back in the field of vision, a cold wind, and you stand as a tree full of thoughts. I think, I am willing to tell myself my heart.

10, if loving you is wrong, I don't want to be right; If right equals no you, I'd rather be wrong all my life.

The silent night adds a sense of loneliness.

First, it is wrong for others to intervene in emotional things, such as drinking water, which is very understandable. -Jiao Jiao is a gentleman's promise.

Second, the more I forget, the more I can't erase my deep thoughts, the more I am entangled in the edge of love and non-love, and it is difficult to get rid of the harm of love.

Third, the original meaning of travel is to meet some people and say goodbye to them.

Fourth, loneliness is just a person and a heart. This heart is empty and quiet.

At this time, I hope to get a greeting from you, a hug, and hold my cold little hand with your big hand. I don't need much, but you can't give it to me. Your promises and vows have long been made in blowing in the wind.

Six, unspeakable stumbling, countless obstacles. Only the rain at night, who can accompany loneliness? Once I didn't recognize the song, but I accidentally broke into the dusty photo album and met you in the most remote corner in a panic. There is no room for a few words, and I have returned to the past that I can't remember.

In this absurd process from birth to death, we only lived for one day. If there is love on this day, it is forever.

Eight, one is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs.

Nine, in fact, I have been waiting for you. When you lean on my shoulder and tell me, will there be a day when your tenderness belongs to me? I won't make you sad or cry again!

10. Even if you leave, don't express it in this way. Is your world and my appearance a mistake, or did you meet someone you don't love in a beautiful time?

Please don't doubt that I really loved you, so please forget me now.

At that moment in tear drops, I knew I still loved you.

Thirteen, I hope that one day, you pay a sincere heart, but you are abandoned, crazy about love, and your body and mind are full of holes. -"Phoenix Prison Phoenix"

Sometimes, love is also a kind of injury. Cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind people choose to hurt themselves.

Fifteen, love is empty, and a person is wandering in the street; My heart is empty, and I am lonely at home; People walk empty, let the past go with the wind; People leave tea cool, and you and I are no longer forced.

Sixteen, no matter day or night, I can't help loving you; No matter how stormy it is, I will accompany you every day; No matter how many grievances there are, I say I'm sorry. Why, lose you!

In fact, there is no such thing as empathy. People don't know how painful it is to prick themselves with a needle. -Canoe "Stars in the Deep Sea"

Eighteen, a gust of wind blowing in the sky, people can't tell whether it is cold or warm. There may be no need to know so much about this situation and mood. It may not matter whether the weather is cold or hot. Being able to look down on all the grievances in the world, treat death as death, and be indifferent to the joys and sorrows of life should be what all dreamers need most.

Nineteen, I can feel your heartache. You have unspeakable helplessness ... but you act as if you don't care. The more you do this, the worse I feel. Some people's wounds heal slowly in time, such as me, and some people's wounds rot slowly in time, such as him. -Gu Man "Why Shengxiao Mo"

Twenty, tears are the taste of I miss you, and my heart can't be taken back. If memory is the only answer, I will never forget that I was beautiful.

Twenty-one, the silent night adds a loneliness, a loneliness!

I have traveled a long way, met many people and heard too much pain.

Twenty-three, the afternoon air is warm, and I can't hear clearly what is singing on the radio, because I am laughing silly and thinking of our time together.

Twenty-four, you turned away, holding flowers on this day? Or are you remembering the past? Things have changed, and I only have one sentence to wish you happiness.

Let me forget you slowly, like the sun evaporating in the morning dew. A clean mind can no longer bear the thorns of missing. Memory belongs to life. Who can erase it easily I can only hide all this.

Twenty-six, loneliness is different from loneliness, loneliness is thoughtful. It was a cool night, a warm blooming epiphyllum, fragrant and melancholy alone, but it could not stop the beauty that brought the soul into the heart.

Twenty-seven, the heart is so cold, the dream is full of tears, and the heartbroken person is lost. How many people can be happy when the wind of love blows? Others on this road are too cold and cruel, and I am the only one left. I walked too much alone, and my tears kept turning. Who can save my love for me?

Twenty-eight, you give me the stars on the ground, and I give you the snow in your palm. -Tonghua "Song in the Cloud"

A lovesickness, a concern.

In every dead of night, I am used to listening to my favorite songs and thinking quietly.

Missing is a beautiful loneliness, and loneliness will be especially beautiful as long as it is missed.

A little frown from you or a smile from the corner of your mouth were put into my file, into the folder of memories, and the password to love you for life was added.

"Do you know what it feels like to miss someone?" "It's like drinking a large glass of ice water, and then it takes a long time to turn into tears."

The fleeting moment only took away that moment, but it will never take away my memory of you.

Care also has a name, called self-stabbing.

I can't resist the yearning that comes from all over the mountains in the middle of the night.

When I miss you, I force myself to drink a whole bottle of wine, put myself down and stop thinking about you, but after I wake up, I think your dream continues.

I have been waiting for someone, waiting for someone to turn around, waiting for a smile, and finally waiting for me to lose my smile. I am tired of crying, I am silent, I want to abandon it, I am cold, but I still miss you after that moment.

Delete the words line by line and send you the last sentence "hmm" It doesn't matter. Not all emotions should be told to you, such as my unhappiness, such as I miss you so much.

I miss you romantic and sweet, and my thoughts are hazy into a little hope; Miss you is a warm melody, friendship rings in my heart, picturesque love, in my dream, I will try my best to give you happiness!

People often suppress their nostalgia and think it is a victory.

I really want to see you. I can stand far away.

I really miss you, whether you have someone or we don't contact. My heart really hurts to think of you, and I really want to cry to think of you. I just saw a lot of your photos when I was sorting out the album, and I deleted some of them. When I deleted them, I was as upset as if I had been gouged out. It hurts the same, alas.

When will this water stop and this love end? I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it.

I care more about you.

Dear Yan: I have never written you a love letter. If I don't have this opportunity today, I don't know when I will write you a love letter. Girls like to receive love letters. This is my fault. This late love letter today, I hope the baby can be happy.

Do you know what it is like to miss someone? It's like drinking a glass of cold water and then turning into tears one by one for a long time. Do you know what it's like to be alone? Loneliness is because you miss someone. Whenever the lonely moonlight in the living room shines on me, your beautiful face appears in the moonlight, which is always so touching.

In the past few years, you have had both laughter and sadness. I don't know at that time, I gradually found that when I was happy, you smiled sweeter than me, and when I was sad, you were more sad than me. My dear baby, I never regret falling in love with you and never complain about everything I have done for you. I just want to be happy with you. There is no quarrel, no choking, only understanding and laughter. It's so ordinary and simple! Please bear with my wayward temper. I just lost my temper, and everything vanished afterwards, not really angry. I like to spoil you, care about you, make you happy, and finally regard my body as a fortress. Please don't say no when it comes near you.

I care more about you. With you, my world is romantic and colorful because of you. With you, I have poetry, with you, I have painting, with you, I have more wonderful. Think about your body odor, which is the most beautiful taste that no flower in the world can replace. People say methamphetamine is addictive, but they are wrong. Because they don't have you, your body odor is the real addiction, which makes me unable to extricate myself and drives me crazy. I miss your tender feelings like water, your warm eyes, and your kiss like a dish. In an instant, love filled the whole heart, even the whole room. I love you so much, so beautiful and so sweet. I like to wait for your quiet night quietly, with endless thoughts, stirring every soul, exhausting my feelings, calling for you, soaking your tenderness, warming myself, warming the night sky and the cabin we love.

Every time I go home without driving, I walk to the corner. I just want to escape. The neon lights in the city were dazzling, but I didn't want to stay. I suddenly went to the stone bench on the street. The familiar figure, with long black hair, flashed before my eyes, remembering the scene where you asked me to carry you. Your smile is so beautiful that it is firmly engraved in my heart. I stared at the stone bench for a long time, and my heart was full of sadness. My eyes are moist and tears are rolling. I really miss you. On the road you walked. Freeze your shadow. I want to forget the past and not let myself feel so sad. But your shadow is in your eyes, and you want to let go of your memory for a while, but your temperature stays in your blood.

I hope you get better, have a baby with you and come to our love nest as soon as possible. I hope you never have to take the train home, because this is your home. The same moonlight conveys the thoughts of my love. I hope she will bring all her blessings and love to my baby and make you better. Stay with me forever. . . . . . . . . . . . . Until the day I die! ! !

I hope this belated love letter can bring a little warmth to my little baby. Tell you that someone misses you in the distance. . . .