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The most poetic confession message makes women cry.

Now that communication is developed, everyone has a mobile phone. With a mobile phone, it is natural to send some short messages to each other. If you are interested in a woman, you can try sending the following message.

1. Warm winds fly in pairs, and there are several times of sex and rain. A gifted scholar and a beautiful woman smile, and the night is like spring in wonderland.

2. Butterflies dance around the fragrance with the wind, so why worry about falling leaves. Cocoon reborn again and again, yearning is still with you.

3. It's drizzling, leaning against the window. I can't let go of my worries. I fly together in spring, play with a mandarin duck, say goodbye to you, look at the horizon and write poems, which is difficult to express my feelings. It's hard to meet and send messages to express my feelings.

4. The wind blows gently, the clouds float slowly, the birds sing gently, the river is gentle, the flowers and plants are fragrant, the fish wander around, the beauty of lingering, the memories are still gentle, and the sunset is the past, not the past!

5. Fireflies fly and kites chase, asking you where is the end of the world? Dancing in the sea and singing in the bright moon, I just hope we don't forget each other today. Memories of laughing at the world of mortals, a hundred years of dreams must wake up. Looking at each other has thousands of meanings, but we have to look at each other for a thousand years.

6. Those flowers planted in my heart are warm and sad; Those smiles reflected in the blue sky are sweet and light; Those smiles that stay in your eyes are intoxicating and slightly astringent ... as if everything happened yesterday, every bit is in your mind.

7. Linxia, the wind and cloud are not oriented, and the moisture generated in the air has turned into snow, which has drifted into thousands of households and floated to my door; I am here, it got into my cochlea; I closed my eyes and imagined it as a naughty child in the cochlea. I opened my eyes and held my head high. I held it above my head with my finger, and it left happily in the sun, as if to say goodbye.

8. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. Play dance music in front of the screen and miss each other at night. Invite the bright moon outside the window, who knows the shadow? I couldn't help waving my hands, and turned over to my bed, looking forward to falling asleep.