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1. Missing you is a habit. With your memory settled in my heart. Missing you and missing you cannot change my heart. Missing you has really become a habit. Turn on the computer, listen to sad love songs, immerse yourself in the sad melody, and all the thoughts in my heart are just you. Missing you is a habit. Touching the keyboard, writing sad emotions.

2. Sometimes, it’s just wishful thinking and painful longing. Sometimes the two are happy with each other, but they care about each other, which is called love. The biggest mistake people make every day is to be too polite to strangers and too harsh to close people. There is no need to show off or lie. People who understand you will naturally know who you are.

3. The thin spring breeze lifts the skirts of the season. I watch the fine dust particles falling slowly in the sunshine in front of the window, and use lonely words to write shallow feelings. The wings of longing exaggerate the length of time, letting full tenderness linger in the heart, and thoughts are like a river of spring water, wandering in the wind.

4. Missing can be for different people. Because of love, I miss someone; because of warmth, I miss the person who warmed you; because of beauty, I miss the passing moment; because of nostalgia, I miss the passing arrogance and innocence. Missing you is sweet, beautiful and worth lasting forever. And loneliness without missing is nothing, just another interpretation of emptiness.

5. If you miss someone, you don’t have to hear his voice. Hearing his voice might be another story. Everything in imagination is often slightly better than reality. The person I miss is a little warmer than reality. Missing seems to be a very distant thing, but sometimes it is closer than reality.

6. The true meaning of love is to let the person you love be completely himself, rather than letting him become your ideal person. Otherwise, what you love is just the shadow of yourself you find in him. . The happiest people are not the most perfect people, they just make the most of what they have. Those who have cried, been hurt, those who have pursued, those who have tried, and those who are full of gratitude are the ones who truly know how to be happy.

7. When the fleeting wind, whether happy or sad, slips through the fingertips, the dim lights on the streets around the corner have turned yellow on the title page of time. In the journey of life, there is nothing that will not remain there. Growing old over the years. Bring a ray of warmth to keep your heart from being alienated and desolate, condense those thoughts that come back and forth into your heart's fragrance, and collect them in dust.

8. Lovesickness is a deep dream. In the dream, I am dependent on you. You care for me tenderly, and your smile is still the same as the sunshine when we first met. You will tell me the principles of life, the joys and sorrows of love, and the secrets deep in your heart that no one knows. You are like a traveler who has gone through the ups and downs of the mortal world, comprehended the mountains and rivers of the world, and achieved a Zen-like state of mind.

9. Romance that does not belong to you is like a kite tied to a string. No matter how high it flies, it will always fall. Feelings that don't belong to you are like sand in your hand. No matter how tightly you hold it, there is a risk of it slipping away. The heartbeat that does not belong to you is like a clock that is wound up. No matter how long it goes, it will eventually stop one day.

10. If my thoughts about you cover up my body, how can I tell you how to grab a trace of inspiration from countless brain cells and prevent it from swimming again? I am not tolerant. It slipped away from the palm of my hand, and I racked my brains to piece together a few words. Please explore the content by yourself. You will feel my helplessness in walking alone in the midnight darkness. My thoughts in the dark night are not as bright as neon lights. I use my best words. Solid thoughts turn into the simplest words.