Talk about it in a similar way.

Talking about caring about each other.

First, the sorrow of unmarried people, the year of widowhood. Single for one year. The end of the world

2. The sun describes the scene of rising in the east in summer morning, birds singing in the trees, children playing in the forest and happy life.

Third, I don't know where the breeze blows, and the silky hair on my forehead floats, drawing an elegant arc in the air. Black hair reflects dark eyes, like crystal obsidian, clear and contains a kind of gentleness. Exquisite facial features, fair skin like a thousand-year-old ancient jade, flawless, pale, slightly transparent, but also has a cold touch.

Fourth, as long as he has a heart in Tao, forgive him if he can, and don't treat him as a bad person.

Verb (abbreviation for verb) How beautiful she is, how quietly she leans against the pearly window, and how annoyed her forehead is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. -"Resentment" Author: Li Bai

Some things we know are wrong, but we still insist on them because we are unwilling; Some people, we know that we love, but have to give up because there is no ending; Sometimes, we know there is no road, but we are still moving forward because we are used to it.

Seven, the rain outside the window has stopped, and the rain in my heart has stopped. Once upon a time, I was still sighing for my disappointment. Once upon a time, I was still reflecting on the mediocrity at that time. Once upon a time, I was so indifferent in front of dedication.

Eight, the fragility and sadness of life make people feel helpless. Pick up these last tears of life, let people appreciate life and look at life.

Everyone has potential energy, but it is easy: covered by habit and covered by time.

Ten, another time, I bought water downstairs and moved to this building for about 1 month. I pass that booth every day, and sometimes I buy things. Uncle said angrily, "What have you been doing all day? You are much thinner than when you first came here. What are you doing to lose weight, good boy? " . Actually, we don't talk much at ordinary times. Of course, I haven't lost weight, but my mood has been unclear. But it's so touching. Really. Especially when a stranger tells you.

Eleven, things are not everything, tears flow first, if waiting can only become waiting, buried in the nearest place to the centrifugal mouth.

Twelve, the street is wet dew smell, the shadows are fading, the stars are fading, the sky is high and the clouds are pale, the morning glory in Zhaizi Village is open to the son of dew, the son of pod is swaying in the breeze, and the delicious vegetable rice begins to float.

Thirteen, I am not perfect, I am not qualified to ask others to be perfect. Sponsor, welcome to reprint the link with this site, thank you for your cooperation!

Talking about caring about each other.

Fourteen, in this life, some men are just processes, and only one will be the end; Some men let you grow up, but only one will accompany you to death; Some men have made you sad, but they can't make you sad all your life.

Fifteen, the heart is dead, tears have dried up, and the soul can't bear to look back. I woke up from my dream, but I didn't feel it. I couldn't shake the past like smoke. It's also empty and real, and it's also love and hate, and the fallen leaves hurt themselves silently. The only way is to look for it, cold and clear, miserable and miserable; Helpless, forbearing, forbearing; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.