25 years ago, please remember that love is usually false, or not as pure and eternal as you imagine. If you are 25 years old, then you should understand this truth.
In many times, unhappiness is not due to the lack of happiness, but because of the living is not simple.
Good man is this extensive and profound book more fascinated; good woman is Wang crystal clear spring the more taste of the more. Man is a car, not only will be open will also be repaired; a woman is a cup of tea, not only to drink but also the product.
I always hold this idea: even I was touched by their own, she has what reason not to be moved by me? But the pursuit of perseverance can only prove that you are a persistent person, only this.
Hero don't ask the way, the rogue don't see age!
Good wind, blows my hair, blew your wig.
Life is an empty city, full of love cast spells on people.
Taiwan on the day not to recover, but I was just 4 grade!
It's hard to love someone, and it's harder to give up on someone you love.
Not what big ideal, can only hope that one family happy Kang Kang, happy, happy together is good.
A long time ago, many times we pass, henceforth. I won't miss and hand in hand you the opportunity, because love you, so willing, willing to go to the heart, to cherish, you exist in my life. Falling in love with you is the beauty of my life.
Flowers flowers often do not belong to the people, but belongs to the cow dung.
Cut off contact, off the miss, the last hope have huifeiyanmie, heart is tired, pain? Do not understand.
Goodbye, the tragedy of my youth, you young.
Past shades, such as color clear, light. After years of feeling, the net as a mirror, has been quiet.
Sometimes, we do something wrong, because the use of the feelings when the brain.
The thought of a pig and a man's thought. If the pig has the thought, it is not a pig - it is eight quit!
Always think, bed, spread too neat, there will be little dignity mean. Well, it is messy, more vibrant.
The years fell to the bustling, blood stained armor, who can you rule the world?
If a person's feelings get to know, then another person will go to the terrible hell.
Sometimes, looks cruel, turns over to think, also is a kind of compassion.
A Ning Yi, suddenly look back, not fit to be seen covered all over with cuts and bruises.
Love is always a bondage, the pursuit of love is not equal to the pursuit of freedom. Because love a person, knowing that will lose the freedom, also willingly so.
The man is the woman's wing, the woman is the man's feather.
Often asked myself, who has not yet doubled my reward.
I just want to have a person can always accompany me to go, do not need to be slow, just a long time.
If a man does not help you in the dress, you give him a robe.
The establishment of life Albert, not to be able to know, but can do.
When tears into rain, the moment, who vowed to reincarnation?
Valentine's day, not love, but missing. In this world, I miss love forever more. You love a person, but not necessarily love you. When love is out of reach, and finally into the night, you always go to miss someone. Want him to laugh, think of his good, and want him to accompany you through every day. Missing is good, but can only miss it. If you miss it cannot come true, forget tomorrow.
Stress is inevitable, insomnia is to feel helpless, so don't worry, don't worry, be in a calm mood to accept. Hide not open then, the night can't sleep that sleep in the daytime.
I always thought that I was going to lose the time and the habit of the past. No matter where, who. In what way end.
Because of the injury, the feelings become more carefully.
The most exhausting often road is not distant, but your heart depressed; the decadent is often not the future of bumpy, but the loss of confidence in you; the pain often life is unfortunate, but you hope was shattered, the despair of more often than not setbacks hit, but the death of your soul; so we all things to more bearish heart let go a bit, everything will be getting better.
A feeling good, also need careful management, will never abandon.
A pool of tenderness, a lovely, bridge outside the reed flowers, is old story. Red cheeks, lonely crimson flowers in March rain legend.
The advice in the story, the mystery of the mud and not the dye.
To liberate yourself from the past, the only way forward is not to look back..
Hope, happiness will come to you; know how to dream, opportunities will be enveloped you; how to adhere to, happiness will always accompany you. Be sincere, peace will be with you; feel Shannian, the sun will shine on you; will know how to be beautiful, warm will surround you; know how to love, lofty will follow you; others, the truth will return you; know how to be grateful for that gift, elegant will favor you.
All the real problems, never solved, but, forgotten.
Others have background, and I have back..