Talk about indelible impetuousness

2. Love the light, love the light, and there is nowhere to hide alone. Worry about the light, worry about the light, and never tire of it. Don't worry, don't be depressed. As long as there is expectation, one day it will be paired.

3, nothing can not pass, just can not go back.

4, happiness will not always wait for you, love you and the people you love will not always appear, please learn to cherish.

It is not good to trust anyone. When you ask for love from others, have you ever thought about whether you have ever given love to others? If you just want to be loved by others, but don't give yourself anything, it's selfish.

6, never dare to expect eternity, just ask for a heart-to-heart. Never dare to think that love will last forever, just for a glimpse in the world of mortals.

7. Why, blooming everywhere makes me feel more decadent. Their brilliance seems to laugh at my depression. The grass is still green and the trees are still standing, but my happiness has not risen in this beautiful scenery. My heart is still very lost.

9, the moment has been blurred, forget how we met before. I am like a lonely bird, looking for the freedom of love. I made up a personal reason the day before yesterday. We met to see if you were the same as before.

10, this day is just around the corner, that's your burden, it will be your gift, and your suffering will light your way.

1 1. Don't say wish me happiness after you leave. Who are you to wish me happiness?

12, I'm fine, I don't make noise, I don't show off, I don't feel wronged, I don't laugh, and I don't need others to know.

13, I watched a lonely movie while walking on a quiet and familiar path. Stories and lines stored in your mind are played back or recited from time to time. The waves are still not calm, and troubles follow.

14. Some people meet like meteors. In an instant, generate had an enviable spark, but it was destined to pass in a hurry.

15. How to recover when depressed? According to the method of rejuvenation, people can be roughly divided into two types. One is to look at something humbler than yourself and seek self-comfort at the bottom; The other is to look at something greater than yourself and kick yourself without tolerance.

16, I miss you, and I often miss you inexplicably. Maybe your shadow has been deeply imprinted in my heart. Except that your heart is already sad and empty, and no one comes, let this lonely soul grow old in the lonely years until it dies!

17, sometimes, it is for love that you quietly avoid it. What I avoid is the figure, but what I can't avoid is the silent feelings.

18, the journey of life is doomed to be lonely, and it is precisely because I can't let go that I refuse to stay.

19, when we were young, we put it down and thought it was just a relationship, but later we learned that it was actually a lifetime.

20, the moment will slowly precipitate, and some people will gradually blur in your heart. Learn to let go, your happiness needs self-realization.

I like people who can make me laugh, even if I don't want to.

1. It may seem so, but not necessarily.

2. Looking through the list repeatedly, I found that there are very few people actually contacted.

The road to success is always under construction.

Sometimes, music is the only friend who accompanies me through those nights.

5. I was defeated. I thought you and I were us.

6. I like people who can make me laugh, even if I don't want to.

7. At the end of the road, it is still the road, as long as you are willing to go.

8. How lucky I am to meet someone like you who can understand without saying anything and casually pop up the same word and sentence.

9. It is better to be yourself than to go on in other people's lives.

10. The heart is your own, so why let others hurt you.

1 1. I may not be able to give you what you want, but I give you what I think is the best.

12. I want a kind of unrestrained happiness.

13. When you are honest with yourself, no one in the world can cheat you.

14. Who can love me for no reason and tolerate me unconditionally?

15. The person who often makes you angry is the one who loves you more, but just doesn't know how to express it.

16. If you take others too seriously, you will only be seen as useless by others.

17. The heart is a pocket. Less is called scheming, more is called mind's eye, more is called scheming, and more is called scheming.

18. When I miss you, you will appear like a ghost, if that's all.

19. Behind the scenery, it is either vicissitudes or filth.

20. I'm not afraid of someone taking my friends away, because friends who will be taken away are definitely not good friends.

I like to live a full and intense life, even if it is an illusion.

Dear: Please read this letter patiently, even if you are busy, take some time to read it.

When your message arrived, I was closing my eyes slightly, thinking of you quietly and our past few years. Today, your dribs and drabs are deposited in my mind, as if it were yesterday. Maybe you can't understand, but sometimes I can't understand myself. After so many years, I am still so intoxicated with a man who loves most but is hurt the most. Recalling that confusion, that shyness and exultation, I can't forget the way you looked at me in the years of XX factory. Through the noisy factory, I sipped my lips slightly and enjoyed the caress of your eyes on my face. I am very excited, but I dare not laugh, for fear of exposing too much in front of you. You didn't mean it. In your words, you care about the mood of a subordinate and my mood. In the name of your little X, I was fascinated, but I couldn't restrain my youthful feelings. No one dares to say that I can only put everything in my pen and write a diary. Sometimes I think I will hide it well, but I don't know my 28-year-old youth feelings. How can I be mature without experience and scars? At that time, many people in the branch knew what I was thinking, led by Chen XX and Huang XX, joking with me and persuading me. In fact, I never thought about turning this love into reality at that time. I just felt that with the passage of time, I would gradually forget the wind of youth. Remember what I asked you today? How did you feel when you took me home by motorcycle? However, you feel nothing. How did you think that a woman 14 years younger than you would fall in love with you? You didn't think about it. Every time I sit behind your car, I really want to lie on your back, quietly appreciate your solid back and feel the feeling of relying on you closely, but I dare not. The car occasionally has physical contact, sometimes unintentionally, sometimes intentionally, but I'm so nervous that I'm afraid you can read my mind. At that time, I often dreamed, but every time I woke up, it was your distant back, and my heart was even more lonely, like a fragile glass bottle filled with my melancholy tears. At that time, I never wanted to cross that gap and destroy your happy and peaceful state of mind, but this kind of depression, this unspeakable pain, made me more precipitate this feeling.

Sometimes I ask myself, why do I like or even fall in love with you? Is it fate, fate or something else, I don't know. Now that I think about it, it may have something to do with my growing experience. When I was a child, I was the second child in the family, which is the so-called sandwich biscuit, so no one particularly loved me. My grandparents and my parents are occupied by my sister and brother. My sister is the boss and my brother is the only child. They weigh more than me. I seem to be forgotten. I live as hard as grass. When I was very young, I studied hard and tried to please every adult. So I always feel that I am a loveless person. Of course, it's not that they don't love me. Now that I think about it, I think the idea at that time was too naive, just because my parents obviously favored my sister and brother, which kept me hurt and lonely. Until now, it still makes me cry when I think about it. 12 years old, left home to go to middle school in the county, and went home only once a month for six years. In the past six years, I have grown up crazily, so there is wildness in my bones. Because there is no parental nagging discipline, I have also exercised my courage and ability and got a lot of help. Because of many books and literary factors, my writing style has been tempered, and it has also made me very sentimental. I am particularly touched by the little care of outsiders. When I was a freshman, I fell in love with a teacher who was much older than me inexplicably. The teacher's words and deeds made me laugh and shed tears, which always controlled my emotions. Time is pressing. At that time, I always hoped to meet a lover who was 20 years older than me like Jane Eyre. 16 years old, spent the years of unrequited love in this youth flower season. Sometimes I wonder if I would do better in the college entrance examination without these experiences, so I wouldn't go to a technical secondary school instead of a junior college. At that time, I filled in my volunteers first, and then took the college entrance examination. There is no guidance when filling in the volunteers. With my grades in the class, I feel even crazier when I fill in my volunteers. Of course, all this is over, and I don't regret it, including falling in love with you, because I feel my brilliant life.

In fact, if you hadn't transferred from XX factory, maybe I wouldn't be so crazy, because I am happy to see you every day. However, your transfer makes your smile, like a meteor in the night sky, plunge into the ocean of memory forever. Sad parting, incomplete feelings, without inner support, my heart is broken, and the recovery of wildness makes me lose my mind, so the first love letter I wrote to you was born.

In the last eight years, we broke up six times, big and small. The first time was at the end of May 2002, and I was rejected by you. Of course, strictly speaking, it is not a breakup, because there is no hand in hand, but a correct handling of emotions. Four months later, the first week after the National Day, we had a meeting in the lobby on the ninth floor. Fortunately, your seat is next to mine, which allows us to communicate again and makes my deep feelings flash by like a mountain torrent. From then on, I was out of control, and I drowned you. I believe I should be the first woman besides your wife, because your prudence, your madness and your contradictions are all clearly displayed in front of my eyes. Now I can still remember that small building, that room, that cold night, 65438+February 18. In fact, everything with you is deeply imprinted in my memory.

It is a reasonable but sad fact that some love has a beginning and no end after all. And some love shows signs of abnormality from the beginning. Maybe it's because my madness scares you, maybe it's because my infatuation scares you, and makes you tired of the uneasy state of mind for three years. Maybe it's because of other more suitable reasons and more correct choices that you finally abandoned me. The end of 2005 was also a cold winter night. The reason why I always choose to abandon words is because at that time, you left me a dead memory and destroyed all my life beliefs. Here, I have no resentment against you. On the contrary, because of the memory of the past, I cherish you more and am more rational than before. Because I love you and feel you from the bottom of my heart. At that time, I felt very unhappy, and there was nothing but inner scars. When I am lonely, I will read a diary, and I won't be bored. It contains your voice, your smile and hearty laughter, my words and flowing music. I gave my heart to you completely, but you left. The best things, sometimes the most painful memories, are always particularly sad when the distance is farthest.

I was in a mess the year I broke up with you. No, I should be timid. I did a lot of things, trying to forget you. I burned all my diaries. I think I did a good job. I thought I could forget you, but I was wrong. I carefully opened the spiritual defense, but I couldn't erase the scars in my heart. Sometimes an encounter on the road, sometimes a distant back, can easily destroy my defense completely. I told myself more than once that I should forget you. I can't torture myself No one will pity me, but I can't. If you can choose to love someone, I don't want to love so painfully. I want to stop caring about everything about you and treat you as the most familiar stranger, but I can't, perhaps because I love you very hard. All the happy days in the past have become the source of my pain. I think about it all the time, and I can't even dream. I can't get rid of your shadow. When I miss you, sometimes I even pat my head with my two hands, but I can't get rid of the pain of thinking about you. At that time, I frantically checked your communication records, and you and X exchanged messages and phone calls frequently. I am desperate, and finally understand that you don't love me, you are tired, and I should let go.

People's moods always need to be adjusted by themselves, and people's lives also need to be enriched by themselves. After a long delay, I finally calmed down. On the seemingly calm surface, I regard you as a passerby. I know you are in a bad mood, but there is a faint feeling of revenge in your heart. After a short period of happiness, there is a deeper loneliness.

Women always like to make the same mistake over and over again, even if they are hurt as if they had died once, they are still willing to die again. Despite numerous injuries, I fell in love with you again, through the separation and combination in 2006 and 2007, and through the quiet years. After being crazy and calm, my heart became very peaceful. Sometimes I think a lot, life and death, humiliation and glory, brevity and eternity, smallness and greatness, and I also think of happy meeting with you, even sad parting, and those who are proud. Maybe I will know how to cherish it because I lost it. The past 20xx years have made me feel grateful. I know that although I am like you and my life, I am not your favorite in your heart. Every time I ask you if you love me, you always avoid answering, or just say you like me very much. But personally, I'm satisfied. I have loved you for eight years and been your woman for six years. Last year, I finally realized this subtle feeling that was completely different from 2002-2005. At that time, it was more novelty, excitement and fascination with sex. Although I also liked me, there was impetuous water floating in it. To be precise, you will have changed so much after last year's earthquake. I don't know the reason for this change, but I am really touched, and sometimes I even feel a dull pain in my heart. The softest part of my heart seems to have been pulled by something. It is difficult to express my complicated feelings accurately in words. I don't know if it's emotional tears or other reasons, but tears always fall quietly when my nose is sore and painful, and I even want to cry after having sex with you. Do I owe you a tear in my last life? So God sent me to love you.

However, this is not important. Eight years has covered half of my youth, and eight years of persistence is also a testimony of my feelings. Although I want to love you to the end of my life, things change, and I can't predict what you will think and do. After so many lives at the age of 50, you should be able to clearly distinguish what is true and what is nothingness. If one day, you no longer like me, I will respect your choice. As Chen Rong said, I am not reserved, and I deserve to be abandoned one day. But even then, I will plant this true love and deepest pain in my heart, and I will miss you quietly until I am old.

I like to live a full and intense life, even if it is an illusion.

Dear, I love you

20xx-03-0 1

After writing to him, I have a feeling of tears. I think I love very hard and very tired. Sometimes I'm not even sure whether he really cares about me or really loves me. I am not a good woman. We all have our own families, but I really love him. Today, the two of us went to the music teahouse to sing and dance, and the KTV box in Nuoda was just the two of us, swaying on the dance floor with the music. For so many years, I have been texting him, calling him, dating him, and even asking for sex. I seldom reply to my messages before, but now I often reply, so sometimes I feel very satisfied, but I feel very helpless. He had an affair with a lesbian in their unit. He took many intimate photos and often sent me short messages. I'm sad. I broke up. He didn't want to break up. Every time I asked him about his relationship with his female colleagues, he always said that he was only joking with her and was serious about me, so I forgave him every time. I spent him 2000 yuan in these eight years. Of course, money is not the main thing, but I can't help being sour when I think that he never took the initiative to buy me a gift for all his festivals and birthdays. Now that he is 50 years old, I don't know what I love and care about him, but I don't want to leave. Every sexual life is very harmonious, very harmonious, and sometimes even I am surprised. It is really hard for a 50-year-old man to have such good sexual ability, perhaps because he used to exercise a lot and was in good health. I am not a very lecherous woman, but I don't know whether she likes me or just likes to have sex with me. . . . . .

I've thought about breaking up many times, but every time I break my promise, so that my best friend doesn't like me to say it. I feel like a Xianglinsao, but I can't. I feel stupid, stupid. . . . .

Thinking of you even in the pain of death.

Actually, it's nothing. It's just simple possessiveness.

Don't waste new tears for old sorrows.

Don't rush to criticize what you see, because it may not be the truth you think.

The promise we lost in the past finally became a worthless word.

I miss you even in the pain of death, so he is really my medicine, right?

Sorrow is just to pull out the dagger inserted in your heart and show it to others, and it is just to spill blood on others.

Who hurt you, who defeated you. It doesn't matter. What matters is who makes you smile again.

Sad, really tired, nothing.

If you want to be free, I will give it to you, but please use the knife quickly, lest I love you so much.

Can you see me like this and turn your disappointment into my sadness?

I have no future. I just want to make you happy.

In the hours and minutes when I miss you, will you miss me for a second?

I'm very upset. I don't know what to do.

It is difficult to give up a love, but I will try to forget it, because I am really tired.

The last innocence, the last impudence. Sorry, I have to go.

It's hard to be together as long as it's over.

From now on, I love you, not you.

I will put away that fragility and prevent my tears from flashing before sunrise.

Time, can you wait for the love that is still in the future and still in full bloom?

Get to know me in a short time, get to know me well, care about me and leave me. You're the first person ever.

You don't know what kind of pain and self-control is hidden in my peace, just as you can't guess any twists and turns of me.

Most mistakes are because you didn't persist, didn't work hard, didn't stay, and then hypnotized yourself that everything was fate.

He took her away from my world, and you will be my past.

I woke up and suddenly found that it was last year that I lost you.

People who have never lost anything will never know what it feels like to lose.

I gave up too much for you, and in the end, I found that you were the one who should give up most.

Sunset with my pale face, looking at the land of my hometown.

When I loved you, you didn't cherish it. Now your love is unnecessary.

Flowers on the other side, flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, but they miss each other but can't meet each other.

I've been dreaming unrealistic dreams recently, but I'm hurt all over by reality.

The seventh second of fish is to forget the cat, the tenth time is the seventh year of death, and the seventh year is separation!

The rest of my life is too long, it is too difficult to forget you, this relationship is too short, and it is too difficult to fall in love.

The dog barks at two o'clock in the morning, much like that night when I loudly told you not to go.

Don't want something that doesn't belong to you. If you don't really give it, don't be rare. Time is changing and people are changing. Some things, no matter how hard we try, can't go back.

You are the deepest feeling I can feel in my life.

I treat you as the only one, but you treat me as one of them.

Feelings, always in pain, know how to protect themselves; After being stupid, you know how to persist and give up at the right time. We gradually learn to know ourselves through gains and losses. In fact, life does not need this meaningless persistence. If you learn to give up, life is really simple.

The fish took the bait, because the fish fell in love with the fisherman, and he was willing to use his life to make the fisherman laugh.

The deepest thing in the world is not the sea, but your heart. I left myself behind, but there was no ripple! I miss you so much!

Without you, the story can't continue. With you, the story has an ending.

I am angular, angry, poisonous and stinging. Don't come near me out of curiosity.

Well, let it go. We agreed not to stay for each other, but we can recall that we won't leave.

I smoke, first because of you, and then because of myself.

Love is like two pimps, you won't give up after a spoonful.

I only love him, this is not an oath, but a belief.

Such a gorgeous appearance just covers up your hypocrisy.