Remember a person. I remember that I haven't had his news for a long time. Some people, no longer see, it is disappeared from your world. And some people are still clear. I want to say, I have said. Left, just let it accumulate, close and silently. I think, we all don't know how to do it is right. I don't understand what I want. How can someone who lives for others, how can I get happiness and happiness? Some shackles are for themselves, some misfortune is destined. So in the end, what can I feel warm? In my heart, if we leave a land for warmth?
Lonely afternoon, spring warm sunshine through the glass window, is lazy on the table. In the moment of tumming, I saw the soul of each other, and watched indifferently. But in a moment, they are so close. I feel that the windy wind shuts in an empty room.
I love the scar, I love a light, I love the second hand of the rotation, don't love other rumors. Wang Fei sang "only love strangers" sang too real, but the innocent but people want to be very true. The fate of everything that loves to be noisy. Xu is a look, Xu is a body temperature. If you want it is just a kiss, then give each other kiss. We walk in life, see different scenery, encounter different strangers.
Some people just meet, and the vision of the eyes in a hurry. No words, ignore the plot. Some people will reside on their hearts, bringing warmth to each other. That is the most beautiful one, staying for the rest of your life to remember. At that moment, there is no joy. No need to hate it.
The feeling between people is really very subtle. Suddenly remembered Jin Chengwu's monologue "Every day you have the opportunity to pass through many people, and you or not know about it. But maybe one day, he will become your friend or confidant. We are close to the time, I With the distance between her, only 0.01 cm, after 57 hours, I fell in love with this woman. "Wang Jiawei's movie was aesthetic. The characters in the movie are surrounded by the characteristics of his illusion. This is what I like. But just like it, but I don't believe in the love illusion in the story.
Do you believe in love? Love is existing, but it can't be forever. It is lonely when there is no lover. But abandoning love, but you can breathe freely. And we don't want to give up yourself because suffocation. Right?
The woman in "lavender" said that I came to this world, I have to love you. I also clearly remember the expression, firm, happiness when she spoke. "I came to this world, I have to love you", how warm words. I still have to distinguish true and false, warmth has flowed in your heart
There is no love in the world that can replace love has to admit that Duras has very incisive discussion on love. The flowers of love are quietly blooming in their hearts, not known. Waiting in a gentle night, quiet. Waiting for the people who make you live. The moment of bloom is the fate, and it will not be able to go in a lifetime. Wonderful fate, beautiful moments. So, people believe that each other's commitment is forever. The world is volatile, and the time is prone to death. The unchanging is the eternal love. Love is beautiful. Love is really a miracle. However, when love passed away, he did not leave any traces.
Some of the past has never tried to show people with its full face, or just a birk symbol, is an image that cannot be expressed in words, the smell of sadness in the air, a certain moment suddenly hits the soul There is no omen. It seems that everyone's past is combined by such an accidentally existing thing. At the beginning, the emotional curve, the dance step by the time, now still in the heart, may just have the hot air, or that fall Special wet temperature.
Love a person is really difficult, how to love, it is more difficult, one or more definitions are not enough, love, because the theme is eternal to become truth and axiom, the path of trying to testify, often is awkward. Things, including you, not a vortex, spiral fall, and multiple collisions, a little spark, just pass away, love, leaving only a beautiful arc, and transverse past time and space It is an accident that is an accident, and each fine branch festival is full of accidents. I don't know what will be, it will be expected. Meet, parting, hidden, pain, flashing, unforgettable, missed, and fantasting. A word is a love story. How it makes sense, how it doesn't make sense
Love, like a marine building, most of the time, clear it is just an atmospheric optical phenomenon, but the beauty of light and air refraction. But in a direction, it is not true to touch it in a direction, and then the tired look, and will be willing to be willing.
segment. Fragment. remember. Memories. Then I forgotten. I thought that my hands were love, I found later, the so-called love is just a casual style, and I have blown it from my side, leaving a little memory ...
In any case, we should choose to go to bravely face everything. As long as you do what you want to do, you have no regrets, just happiness. Even if two people will not be together, we will not have any regrets because they have loved. In the brilliant sun, look at the back of the lover, we should smile, very happy smile. Because people love people don't want to leave in tears. The world is complicated. If there is only one road, then all people will choose to retreat before. However, there are thousands of roads in the world, how to choose, many times, just by luck, so blind. In this warmth, happiness, beautiful age, we have no choice. Paste all the dreamers, be careful, walk forward step forward.
