One day, the girl finally took the courage to say to the boy: "We break up"
The boys ask: "Why?"
The girl said: "Tryy, no reason is required"
one night
Boy only smoking does not speak
The girl's heart is getting more cool
"Love people who don't expose
What kind of happiness can you give me? "
Have a long time
The boy can't help but say: "How can you stay?"
The girl said slowly:
"Answer a question, if you can answer my answer, I will stay."
"For example, I really like a flower on the cliff, and the result you go is 100% death, will you pick me?"
The boy thought about it: "Do you tell you about the answer tomorrow morning?"
The girl's heart suddenly gray down
Woke up in the morning, the boys are not
Only one written paper pressure is under the warm milk cup
The first line, let the girl feel relieved.
"Dear, I will not pick it up."
But please allow me to state that the reasons do not pick
You will only use computer typing
But always make the program a mess
Then cry against the keyboard
I want to keep your finger to give you a program.
You go out, always forget the key
I have to leave my feet and I will open the door.
You love you
It is often lost in your own city.
I have to leave my eyes to bring you a road.
Monthly (good friend)
You always be cold, but also stomach pain
I have to keep your heart to warm your belly.
You don't like to go out
I am worried that you will suffer from autism.
I want to keep your mouth and rush your loneliness.
You always stare your computer
It's not too good to give your eyes.
I have to live well.
Waiting for you old
Trim the nails
Help you unplug the white hair that you are annoyed
Pull your hand
Enjoy a beautiful sun and soft beach by the sea
Tell you the color of a flower
Like your youthful face ...
and so
I can't sure someone loves you more than I
I don't want to pick the flower ... "
(Girl teardown on paper
Form crystal flowers)
Wipe the tears, the girl continues to see:
"Dear
If you have already finished reading
The answer also makes you satisfied
Please open the door.
I am standing outside the door.
Let your favorite fresh milk bread in your hands ...
Girl pulls the door
See his face
Nervous like a child
Will only turn the hand of the bread in front of her eyes
I think this is love or life.
When surrounded by happiness
Some ordinary love
I have been eager for passion and romantic heart.
Love! Many negligible movements caused by both parties,
Never there is no fixed mode
only love
Can be in any medium in the form
Flowers, romance
But it is a shallow in the face of life.
The following is our true life.
