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How do you feel about your old lover? Have you ever thought about writing to your old lover? The following is a letter to my old lover that I shared with you. Welcome to read and study.

A model letter to an old lover 1

Ha ha ha:

Did you guess that this letter was written to you by accident? Remember when I used to call you an old flame? A little ambiguous. I like this special dish. Like you said, you like the feeling of being liked by a small group of people. As for me, I just turned your "Hello, Our Story" to the last page. Because of reading these days, I have a lot to say to you at once. I will take this opportunity to tell you about it.

Let's call you an old lover, hehe, do you remember? The first time I chatted with you, you were really a very cautious person. You answer everything I ask you carefully, lest I catch a glimpse of something and continue asking. I think you are a wooden man, but why are there so many arrogance and extravagant hopes in your writing that we read in our hearts over and over again when we were young? In such beautiful and clear words, there are so many impatience with youth, impatience with reality, hesitation with growth, despair when losing love, and ecstasy when saving love. How come you have so many stories to tell? Are you the person I imagined?

The first time I really remembered your name was watching Maybe, Fly. I'm sitting in my office, and the super girl competition has been over for a year. My favorite Xu Fei has been blurred by the newcomers. Your remark that "there is also a Xu Fei in Super Girl" is such a calm description, just like Xu Fei I admire. The story touched me. When I saw the lovelorn, I was looking forward to meeting again. Should I fly or not? I am also thinking about this problem for Xu Fei. You sketched the characters so easily and simply that you brought me into the story. Everything is so natural. I adored you at that moment. When I found out that you were a boy, I thought you must be a cautious boy. Seeing your photos, I found that you are really a handsome young man in the south of the Yangtze River, so elegant and clean, just like your words.

Old flame, you know, it turns out that we have known each other in words for a long time, but at that time, I didn't know you well enough. The article Warm-up is the first time I read it in Love. At that time, I thought it was strange that there was such a pure article and such transparent sadness and words in Love, but I remembered that sentence, "XXX, don't be too Chen Kaige". You know, for a while, I often used this sentence to swear. I think I used this sentence, even mine. Suddenly a friend asked me what this sentence meant. I also want to know what this sentence means, but no matter what it means, I believe that in life, whether it is a sentence or a look, it has its meaning in it, but we choose to forget it roughly.

"Lacquered Rose" is a text that I have read three times. I cry every time I finish watching it. Why am I crying? I cried at the last sentence, "I hate being late with a limp." What a fierce sentence! I hate it, not for heaven, nor for the impatience of the world. I only hate myself. I don't know what it is when I am in love. I didn't realize this until many years later.

In your story, there is always sadness that flowers bloom and fall. I think you must be a sentimental boy who can't see the hope of happiness, but you say, "Happiness is always there, but it's too close to sadness, just like the red and blue line of a time bomb." I wrote sadness, and whether happiness is clear at a glance. " Yes, you made us sad, and then held the little happiness around us, smiled stupidly and sighed. You see, I am very happy. How lucky I am compared with the people in those stories. God, your imagination is so rich. At this point, I must be ashamed of myself. When I write, I will forget the carving of words when I think about sadness or joy, but you, like running water, spread it out freely. I'm really at a loss. You said that all people who read your article should laugh and cry. I really smiled, watching the funny plot, laughing, watching the warm picture, snickering, and a little satisfaction stirred in my chest. I really cried, too Happiness came so suddenly that I lost it without feeling it for a long time. Then, the tears flowed into a river, and those sorrows flowed away together.

Old flame, you once told me that you were an "otaku". You like to write and read things at home, and then you like to cook good food for the people you like. I think it's the kind of "tragedy, tragedy, life", but I find that two names often appear in your stories, "Xu An" and "Jiang Xuan". I don't know if they are passers-by in your life or what, but I just find that you have a wandering dream. Go to the seaside, hide in the sea and cry, bury your head in the sand and cry. Look, how self you are. No matter which Xu An, there is something frivolous. I wonder if they are just another "old lover" in your heart. They can walk around the world on a row of pulleys with their dreams and beloved girls.

Hello, our story, hello, your life. In different articles, I saw your different life, including your hometown, Yangzhou Slow, the poems you read, sentence by sentence, your favorite Ode to Joy, and the revolving wooden horse. You showed your madness in the story, and I vividly saw the old lover's heart as warm as a song. I almost believe that you are a beautiful and sentimental girl, wearing a long white dress, holding a ginger flower in her hand and wearing an endless Qionghua on her head. The characters in the story walk through squares, fountains and bridges for you and wander with your dreams.

The other day you suddenly asked me some questions related to your life. At that moment, I found that you are just an ordinary person with your own emotions, so the people in your story are gentle in the details of life. You are also a gentle person, and you sincerely tolerate people around you. Reading your book and chatting with you, I can't help but want to scrap a sentence, "Life is so beautiful".

Old flame, I like your writing (more boring than you like it). I hope that one day, you will be as lively and fragrant as the people in your story, and let your friends look at your happiness, smile and then shed tears, but these tears must be tears of happiness and gratitude. Old lover, I look forward to picking up your new work from the bookshelf one day after many years. At that time, we will be more mature and more calm to tolerate all the disappointments in life. At that time, can I add something Think of me as your fan!

A model letter to an old lover II

Dear old lover:

What about now? I really don't know what to call you. It's been more than a year since we broke up. You have your own home and I have a new boyfriend, but looking back on the past days, I always feel that I should leave something behind. We broke up again to everyone's surprise, and I didn't expect a short message to be your explanation for me, so that we passed by in this life.

After knowing each other for six years, we quarreled, quarreled, and loved and hated each other. After six years together, each other and each other's families are tired and heartbroken because of our business. We really verified the fortune-telling prophecy: doomed to break up. In the past six years, I know that we are too strong in each other's personalities, and no one obeys anyone. You are angry with me and have suffered a lot. Maybe my demands are too high and I put a lot of pressure on you. . Every time I face difficulties, I always like to escape. You know, I don't like your "ostrich" character the most. How I long for you to be strong and overcome difficulties bravely with me. Actually, you still don't know me. Although I am strong on the outside, I am very fragile on the inside. I always want to find someone I can rely on. Once, I wanted to lean on your shoulder when I was tired and hear your comfort when I was in pain. Looking back on six years, I should thank you for leaving such unforgettable memories in my life journey. I have nothing to regret about this wordless ending. I remember I told you that I hope you make a decision every time we break up, because at least I won't regret it. I really want to ask you face to face, have you been sincere to me for six years? Did you give your true love? How I want to help you. Every time you encounter difficulties, I will be the first person to relieve your troubles. I am the first person to comfort you when you are sad. I have described our future countless times. I once wanted to love you like taking care of children, so as not to let you suffer a little injustice and make you happier. Although I know that at that time, if I choose you, I will live a very poor and bitter life with you, but I am not afraid, I think as long as you love me, I will. But once again, you chose to escape and give up. This time, your departure may be your helplessness, and you can no longer bear this heavy responsibility.

After breaking up, I still want to say to you: let me wait for you for a year and come back when you make money. I still have hope for you. I hope you will really come back in a year. Every holiday, I will think that you will send me a blessing message. It's your birthday. I'm still wondering if someone will celebrate your birthday and who will take care of you. But I make mistakes again and again, and you have nothing. You seem to have disappeared from the world, and you seem to have completely forgotten me. Once, I accidentally passed by your house. Unexpectedly, I saw you, but I was more heartbroken than happy. There is another woman sitting next to you. I have no idea who she is. I don't want to think too much. I deceived myself: she must be your relative. I know you must not have seen me, so we hurried by. When someone told me about your marriage this year, I couldn't accept it. I almost collapsed. The first feeling is that you lied to me and I was wrong about you. How can you accept another woman when I am still worried about you and afraid that you will not get out of trouble because of poverty? Besides, it's only been half a year since we broke up, and my heart is full of hatred for you and your rudeness. I have thought about it countless times: if I see you on the road, I will hit you with my car; When I see you in the restaurant, I will splash you with wine; I'll slap you when I see you on the road. You are so heartless! I don't want you to live a good life. I hope you are as painful and sad as I am, and I hope you will regret it all your life. I don't want to see you now. I think it's a waste to give you my feelings. You're not worth worrying about. I saw your mother on the road again that day. I saw her, and I knew she saw me, but I didn't look at her. I just passed by as if I didn't see anything. I wonder if she told you that she saw me. What's your expression? I can't accept the idea that you are with another woman now, and I don't want to hear that you have children with others. I want you to disappear from my sight, or from this world, because I don't want to hear from you again, and I don't want to see you again, which will make me more miserable.

I still have illusions about you, but the news of your marriage broke him down. I began to live for myself. I have a boyfriend now. I know that no matter who it is, I will not get along with them as I treat you. I will never trust any man again, and I will never give my true feelings again. Although he is not as tall and handsome as you, he will cheat me without you, but his conditions and personality are better than yours, and he will be more practical, down-to-earth and stable with him. I think it may be a good thing not to marry you, so as not to regret and divorce in the future. I will cherish myself and never get hurt again. I will cheer myself up and live a good life. I want you to know how good and amazing I am. Giving up on me is that you don't deserve me. It's your fault and regret to miss me all your life!

I wish you a good life, I have a better life than you!

The people you hurt

A model letter to an old lover 3

Hello, Miss W:

Haven't seen you for a long time. I don't know about you.

Well, I wrote it in advance again. Because I have a lot to say to you this month.

I am fine now, and my life is quite good. I am calm and indifferent, do what I like, study hard, run, go out to play, communicate with friends and write. I feel a lot this month, and I will tell you slowly below.

In July, there was a very popular TV series in Japan? I don't know if you've heard of it, but I watched it for three or four days. I wonder how girls will react after reading it. I'm quite shocked. The TV series is about the lives of three families, each with its own disappointments. People who don't catch a cold when they get married look at fear of marriage. It's like telling people that if two people who really like each other don't get married, their married life will be unhappy. I hope this conclusion is useful to you. You must find the one you like. Of course, I don't want you to watch this TV series. The negative energy is quite large.

In the middle of the month, I met Haruki Murakami's Norwegian Forest in the library. You must know this book, and you may have read it. I haven't seen it before, so I borrowed it and started reading it. It took me four or five days to finish it intermittently, and I felt really heavy after reading it.

I can tell you the general plot. The hero Watanabe met two good friends in high school. Muyue and Naoko, two childhood friends, grew up playing together. When they met Watanabe, they had already started dating. However, Naoko fell in love with Watanabe at first sight, and then she began to reflect on what it was like to be with Muyue. Just because she grew up? I understand that Naoko is too used to the feeling of Muyue, thinking that this is love. At this moment, Muyue committed suicide.

Naoko and Watanabe are very sad. After they went to college, they spent a short time together. Watanabe also likes Naoko, but Naoko can't forget Muyue and feels that he has betrayed Muyue. Then Naoko's sister committed suicide.

Naoko fell ill, and his lover and relatives committed suicide one after another, similar to depression, and went to a mountain hospital for treatment. Watanabe, who went to college, has been waiting for Naoko. He was confident and promised that they would be together forever when she came out. But a girl who likes Watanabe very much appeared? The lively and lovely Yoko quickly attracted Watanabe's attention and love. Since then, he has been living in tangled pain. On the one hand, it is a commitment to Naoko. Naoko is sincere and gentle, on the other hand, it is lively and lovely. One is the appearance of an ideal lover, and the other is the appearance of a real lover.

Watanabe has always insisted on writing to Naoko, telling all his thoughts and life experiences and sticking to his promise, but although Yoko is really good, he is very entangled and doesn't want to disappoint Yoko.

Tangled and tangled, Naoko didn't get out of depression and committed suicide.

Watanabe has since fallen into infinite regret.

I don't know if I made myself clear. This novel has 350 pages, and I may not have made it clear.

It's hard for me to evaluate this emotional entanglement. I don't understand why Naoko didn't come out with Watanabe, just like I didn't experience the heartbreaking feeling of my lover and sister committing suicide. However, this leads to a question: should we wait for a person who may be together to make a commitment, or accept a person who likes himself in reality? I can't answer that if Watanabe chooses Qing Zi, Naoko will commit suicide; If we wait for Naoko, Naoko will get hurt and leave him, and Naoko may not come back.

I always think that Naoko's love belongs to desperate love, that is, she seems to know that she can't get out after all, but she still loves Watanabe. She knows that she can stay with Watanabe as long as she goes out by herself, but she really needs Watanabe so much that she is afraid that she will always stick to Watanabe and become a burden to Watanabe. She seems to understand her destiny, which is to go to despair.

Then I thought of you again. Isn't there such a shadow of despair in your love? You know it is difficult for you to get excellent love (the love you long for) because you are too insecure, too sensitive and too eager for perfect love. You seem to know that you will eventually get a more ordinary love, which requires a premise. You need to change your mind (I know it's hard). You know that to get love, you need to change a lot of your thoughts now, but it's hard to change and stick to it desperately. I can't find a reason to change myself for a long time, because you don't know whether to change yourself before meeting the right person or to meet the right person before giving yourself the motivation to change yourself. So you are very entangled, and you miss the people who show love to you. Maybe you will say that the person you missed is not worthy of your love, and there must be someone better waiting for you. But after all these years, did you miss one, two, three and four? .. your own problems should be obvious, right? So those assumptions are a bit self-deceiving.

But if you weren't so persistent, you might have had a boyfriend when I met you, and I wouldn't have had a chance, and I wouldn't be here today.

What I said above may be a little serious and may hurt you, but I still insist that I am not afraid to offend you. I lost you. I should tell you what I really think and give you some suggestions on your future direction.

You insist on waiting for the love you expect, and I will support you. I don't want to see you wronged yourself. That's what you hate most

After Naoko's death, after a long time, Watanabe said in reflection, "The more vague my memory of Naoko is, the more I can understand her deeply." I seem to be like you. I didn't understand you when we were together, but I understood you better after a period of time and distance, but we can't go back, never again.

To tell the truth, I saw that Watanabe insisted on writing to Naoko, so I immediately contacted myself to write to you. Maybe you will understand that Watanabe always likes Naoko, so I always like you waiting for you.

If you think so, I'm not sure you can't deny you. Walking and chatting with Yang Jingjing one night, she met a problem. Teacher Song (male ticket)' s mother wants them to get married early, but the location of their development has not been chosen yet. Yang Jingjing is still at school, and there are many unknowns, so they are very entangled. She asked about you that night and talked for a while. Let me tell you what I think about this situation. I am ambivalent. On the one hand, I really want to talk about you with others, and I have this impulse in my heart. On the other hand, I despise myself. First, I still have the idea of being with you, which seems to have been suppressed. Second, I actually feel excited when I think about it. Psychological imbalance, fidgeting, in my opinion, is that I have not calmly remembered your attitude towards you.

It's a complicated idea, right? The human heart is really unpredictable and unpredictable. If you ask me if I still like you? My answer is yes. But I really hope this will never happen. You deserve better people, and you will be happy, but this happiness must not be given by me.

I don't have this confidence yet, and I won't have it for a long time to come.

Anyway, I hope you are happy. One day, I reread the girl we chased together in those years, and I was still very moved. Especially in their conversation, "Thank you for liking me" and "I also like myself who likes you very hard". "Be happy."

I have set some disciplines for myself, and I hope I will never break them. These disciplines may include the following: only 1 text messages are allowed within 10 days, except in special circumstances (for example, you are ill and in a bad mood or I still want to care about any problems); Your Weibo is only allowed to watch, not to comment, and never to comment or praise! Third, don't say ambiguous words and names, never! These disciplines have been done well so far, and there are no fouls. We must stick to it and form a habit.

Many people will say that they like someone or are liked by someone. If one party refuses, don't contact again. Contact is a kind of injury. But I just can't accept this view. It is not easy for two people to meet, let alone meet someone they like. If you can't be together, then say goodbye and be friends again, right? Why doesn't this work? Who stipulated it? Don't contact is a kind of escape? Leaving scars and black holes. Is this good?

My life is quite calm now, doing what I like, working hard and enriching.

I hope you have a good time, do what you like, work hard and come on.

F jun

20xx. 10.22 night

A model letter to an old lover 4

Transportation;

My relatives (suddenly want to call you that), but I can't sleep at night and feel that I have a lot to say. I am depressed, so I suddenly remembered to write to you (you may think it is very old-fashioned), but I am really a perceptual animal, and I want to say what I think, otherwise I will be very sad.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Since I met you, I feel that everything has changed for me. In your words, I don't know where my heart is. I said I didn't want to get involved in emotional things, but I fell into the emotional whirlpool you created. I can't believe the plot in the TV series. I'll know I'm going to bed in a few days. But it happened to me so crazily. Now I finally know what it means to come so suddenly and so quickly. This emotional term is actually. I trust my self-control too much. I'm really stupid. But I don't regret it. When I was with you, I used a lyric to describe "so sweet, so attached". This feeling still reverberates in my mind, but happiness is so short.

You went to Changchun for a few days, and I found that I have never missed anyone so much. You make me homesick. I finally know that missing you is a sweet sadness and a painful expectation. I look forward to seeing you again. I received your message "If I were a tear in your eyes, I really don't want to shed it, because I really don't want to lose you" that day, and I knew I might be. I'm really in pain. Maybe I didn't expect it to come so soon. My heart is about to break.

I really don't understand that your attitude towards you will change so quickly, but I believe in your feelings and mine, and I don't think it's false. My heart ached to the extreme when I found that you were no longer willing to answer my phone calls and return my messages. You call me every day after you go out, which makes me very satisfied, but when you are about to come back, you suddenly change your mind, which makes me unpredictable. "Why?" I know you don't want to see me, there must be your reasons. I think you should respect your choice. I thought about it all night when I wanted to see you, but I decided to give up. But the next day when you went to work to pay my phone bill, I saw you wearing an orange skirt, and your smile was still so bright, you know? You look good when you smile. Wearing casual clothes is more youthful. Once again, I feel so beautiful with you that I can't bear to part with you. I suddenly have a decision, that is, "I love you". Whether you love me or not, I will love you silently. Even if you have a girlfriend or wife in the future, I will silently bless you and bless you.

I really can't write anymore. My tears are constantly flowing. If you see a wrinkle on this manuscript paper, it is my tear. I finally know the meaning of this lyric, "the happiness of a lover will turn into a tear." Please believe me, my feelings for you, I believe this will be my last emotional contribution.

I sometimes blame myself and feel guilty for my actions. I used to look down on other people's extramarital affairs, and this happened to me. Suddenly I have a new view on this kind of thing, because every family has this kind of thing, because there are certain problems in their marriage. I wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you about me, but it seems that there is no such opportunity.

But I still want to clarify one question. You must answer this question. This is a multiple choice question. Can you tell me the reason why you left me? Please select;

You never liked me. Being with me is just an impulse.

B: I gave you the feeling that a woman wanted to have a one-night stand with me.

C. I like me very much, but I am a married woman and there will be no result, so I gave up.

D. A woman who sleeps with a man so casually will not be a good woman. Give me up.

Simple, right? If none of this is true, please tell me your answer. I want to invite you to dinner tomorrow night. Please give me one last chance. Don't refuse me. Then you can tell me the answer. Please, can you see me again? I'm really afraid of rejection. I believe you won't be so heartless. Can you soothe my broken heart?

Maybe you did it for my own good. I should be grateful to you. Maybe I should reflect on myself and try to save my marriage.

I hope you won't be silent after reading it. Tell me what you think, ok?

Love your cloud

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