Is the leaves of the leaves are due to the pursuit of wind, or the tree is not retained?
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I have been spread online, I don't know that it is a word with the author likes it very much: "Leaves of leaves are because of the pursuit of wind, or the trees are not retained." If you fall in love with a person, don't pretend Don't care ... I missed it, I didn't .... Love, I can't afford my psychological war ....... ~ ~ tree ~~ High school three years have passed five girlfriends, there is a girl, I love her very much, but I don't dare to chase, she doesn't have a beautiful face,
There is no good figure, there is no charm of a sultry, an ordinary girl. I like her, I really like her,
Like her simple, her straightforward, her cute, her fragile. If you don't chase her, it may be that it feels that ordinary feels like she can't afford me; maybe because after I am afraid, everything will disappear;
Perhaps it is afraid that the foreman fingers hurt her; maybe it feels that she will be mine, not to give up everything for her. The last reason, let her accompany me for three years, let her look at me for three years with other girls, let her have a heart.
She really wants to be a good actor, but I am like a strict director. I kissed the second girlfriend in the toilet and was hit by her.
She smiled: "Go ON!" And then ran away, the next day, her eyes were swollen like walnuts. I deliberately guess who let her cry,
After laughing at her day, she cried in the classroom, she didn't know if she didn't know how to take the ball back, read her for more than an hour.
My fourth girlfriend, I have never liked her, I have two quarrels, I know that she will not get up.
But I still protect my girlfriend, she was smashed, stunned, tears slipped down, I ignored her tears, accompanied her girlfriend to the classroom,
The next day, she was still jokingly and I knew, I know she is very sad, but she will not know that my heart is not better than her.
When I broke up with the fifth girlfriend, I went out to play, play for a day, I said to her: "I have something to say to you."
She said: "It's really clever, I have something to say to you." "I broke up with her." "I am with him." I know "Who" he ",
He chased her, there was a while, it was a very cute boy, lively and interesting, full of enthusiasm, chasing her chasing the wind and rain.
I can't express my heartache, I can only smile, but when I returned home, my heart is strong, I can't bear it.
Like a thousand pound stone pressed in my chest, I can't breathe, I can't call it, I can't say it, my tears slipped down, I wanted to cry,
How many times, I also looked at her cover for the people who didn't want to admit.
At the graduation ceremony, I found a newsletter on the phone. This is ten days ago, I came to cry when I was crying, but I have never going to drive. "Leaves of leaves are because of the pursuit of wind, or the tree is not retained."
~~ Leave ~~ High School, I like to collect leaves, why? Because I think, a leaf is going to leave its long-term dependence!
High school for three years, I and a boy is very good, it is not good for men and women, it is a good friend, but when he pays the first girlfriend, I learned a feeling that I should not have. , Jet vinegar, the acid in my heart, is not a lemon to be metaphor, it is like a 100 sour lemon, acid can't work.
They only have two months, when they break up, I have to cover up my heart, but after a month, he and another girl.
I like him, I know that he likes me, but why do he always don't chase me? I like each other, why not do it?
Whenever he pays a girlfriend, I will have a heartbreaking, once again, I can't help but doubt, is my wish? not love me,
Why is it better to me? He is good about me, it is no longer a common friend. I like someone, so sad, I can know his preferences clearly.
His habit, only he feels to me, I guess, is this girl to open?
Despite this, I still want to be around him, care for him, accompany him, love him, maybe a waiting behavior, waiting for him to come back to love me,
Just like waiting for his call every night, wait for his newsletter, I know, even if he is busy, I will allocate some time to me. Waiting for this,
It is a hard time to wait for three years, it is a thing that is awesome, but the moment I will continue to wait for the next day. This kind of suffering
Such a pain, such a happiness, such a contradiction, accompanying me for three years.
Until the third grade semester, the high school brother likes to me, the warmth of the day, makes me refuse from the beginning,
Gradually willing to take some positions in my atrium to him. He is like a gentle and long-lasting wind, and he pulled my rocking leaves.
In the end, I found that I didn't want to leave a little bit to give this gust, I know this gust, I will take me this scarred leaves to a more happier place.
So I left the tree, the tree was just a smile and did not stay. "Leaves of leaves are because of the pursuit of wind, or the tree is not retained."
~~ Wind ~~ Because my favorite girl is a leaf, because she has a tree that makes her attachment to the tree, so I want to be a wind, a while, take a while.
The first time I saw her, it was a big one after a month, and she sat next to the racket, and her eyes were stared at the same and my seniors in the stadium.
Every day, she will always sit there, alone, and friends, her eyes are still staring at him, when he is playing with girls, her eyes have tears,
When he looks to her, her eyes are laughing. I have become my habit, just like she loves to see him.
One day she didn't come, I didn't have anxiety and uneasy in my heart, I can't explain that feeling, except for uneasiness, still uneasy, and that the academic is not there.
I rushed into their classroom, hiding outside, looking at the seniors, her tears, his departure.
The next day, she was still sitting on the scene, looking at him, I walked over, smiling her, took a note to her, she first surprised me, then smiled.
The next day, she appeared in front of me in front of me, then left. "The heart of the leaves is too heavy, the wind does not move." It's not the heart of the leaves, and the leaves do not want to leave the tree at all. "After I returned to her, she gradually speaking with me, collecting my gift, picking my call. I know that she is not me,
But I still have perseverance, I have to let her like me. I confess 20 times in four months, every time she transferred the topic, but I still will not give up,
I decided to have people, I will tell it!
I didn't know the confession of the first few times, I got out of the mouth, although I know that she will say something else, but still has a silk hope that she promised.
I didn't expect that she didn't talk, "What are you doing? Why don't you talk?" I said to the microphone. "I nod." "Ah?" I can't believe my ear. "I nod!" She called. I took a phone call, hurriedly put a piece of clothes, took the locomotive, rushed into their homes, and hugged her when she opened the door.
"Leaves of leaves are because of the pursuit of wind, or the tree is not retained."
