The mood of 520 confession day, talk about the warmest confession words.

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Talk about the mood of 520 confession day

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The mood of 520 confession day, talk about the warmest confession words.

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Talk about the mood of 520 confession day

1, you are destined to be the scenery I will stop in this life and never give up. For you, I am willing to cut my finger, drop my blood into a circle, and embrace your tenderness. Even if the roses are scattered into mud and crushed into dust, I am willing to wait for the heartache of this life.

2. Love a song, sing it with all your heart and tears, write your feelings and hate with blood, and read your own story, a love and a sorrow, so that this life will be moved, let this moment cry for it, and let many pens with no regrets write sad songs for it. Nirvana Que Ci, allow me to freeze three feet, let acacia still water flow deeply, when the night is deeper, ask the wind outside the curtain, who is the silhouette to comfort me?

I have you in this life, so my love is so strong. In fact, I have learned the last look when you leave, which is the most helpless decision in the world. Your disappointment is silent.

4. If you love someone and keep a love, you can go for an outing together in early spring, enjoy the lotus together in midsummer, enjoy the moon together in early autumn and go to Xun Mei together in late winter. You are not tired, but happy, ordinary and dull. Then, there will be no regrets in this life.

I have always thought that I am a very rational person in terms of feelings. I can grasp the size and know how to measure the distance. But in front of you, I lost my heart and soul. Is this the so-called love? I don't know, I really don't know, I only know that this feeling is very beautiful and sweet, which makes me reluctant and unforgettable.

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6. The eyes are like water, reflecting the stars outside the window. Blurred starlight, flickering faintly in the faint clouds. Your breath is everywhere in the air. You are a dream that I can't forget in this life and a love that I can't interpret.

7, a misty rain, a lovesickness, you in memory, just a soul, your body is still in the ancient southern town, if you can meet a story in the rain, then she would rather cut this bitter lovesickness rain flower.

8. It is a passion to miss you, and it is also a kind of happiness to miss you. Thinking of you is the source of my happiness, which brings me back to the era of Seeds of Love. That kind of yearning spreads in my heart, spreads. ...

9. The heart is on the road and the heart is far away. The branches in July are gradually covered with green fruit pulp. Behind my bright smile, only you can understand the lingering sadness.

10, who is hopelessly waiting for whom, and who will leave who behind? Who is obsessed with loneliness for whom, and who demotes who to nothingness? Heartbroken ruler can't measure the distance of lovesickness, and the corners of my mouth are dotted in the night sky where I miss your heart. ...

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1 1, you are a love song, a poem of the soul. You rowed the boat, stood the ark, and chased your weak back with sails. From a distance, you are a flower party that I can't bloom as scheduled in my life, which makes me reluctant to put down my pen and love the world of mortals alone. It's hard to describe.

12, perhaps, in this life, you are destined to be an insurmountable love gap in my destiny. I know that in the future, you will always be in my heart. Even if loving you will make me lonely all the time, I will still keep my memories. In the lush season and sad days, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to my obsession.

13, love, be willing to be dull, but not dull; Should be willing to be ordinary, but not ordinary. No longer think about the past, no longer cling to the past.

14, the smoke has started. I'll wait for you at the door. The sun goes down, I'll wait for you on the hillside. The leaves are yellow. I will wait for you under the tree. The moon is bent. I'll wait for you in the fifteenth. It's raining in Mao Mao. I'll wait for you under the umbrella. The running water is frozen. I'll wait for you by the river. Life is tired, I will wait for you in heaven. We are old, and I will wait for you in the afterlife.

15, the shallow time immersed in lovesickness flows leisurely from the other side of you and me. The fleeting footsteps shattered the wordless vicissitudes. The vivid past in my heart is a melancholy that can never be erased in my eyes.