I also have my pride, my self-esteem, and I shouldn't abandon all of this for someone.
Only if you can remember me, even by the method of hate. And when I try to hate you, I remember your smile.
Mistakes are temporary regrets, while missing out is a permanent regret!
Romance is a game that turns two strangers into lovers, and then turns a pair of lovers back into strangers.
It feels like he is my main theme, and I am his accompanying melody.
Unfaithful people are pitiful; they don't intentionally betray others, they fear loneliness. It takes a lot, a great deal of love for one person to be loyal to another.
The moss grows on the white stone rock door, exiled from the celestial realm with a delayed return. The spring dream rain often drifts onto the tiles, the spiritual wind all day doesn't fully fill the banner. E Lüehua comes without a fixed place, Dulan Xiang leaves in no time. Jade郎meets here to pass through the immortal register, recalling asking for purple ginseng at the heavenly steps.
These flowers on this shore, they bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, yearning for each other but unable to meet.
I'd rather we were parallel lines, never intersecting, because once we intersect, after that point, we will drift further and further apart.
Perhaps loving him was just a kind of stubbornness during my youth; I don't understand, but I believe time can prove it.
Love is like two people pulling a rubber band; the one who gets hurt is always the one unwilling to let go.
Maybe truly loving someone means not caring about any conditions.
Since it's a breakup, one must be resolute; the kite that has lost its string is impossible to retrieve.
When a feeling doesn't belong to you, it basically has no value to you at all, so you don't need to consider it as a loss.
He doesn't understand that his avoidance of me is the greatest harm to me.
Don't waste new tears over old sadness.
From now on, there will be no more of you in my world. You've become the most familiar stranger to me.
The trivial life is also a part of love.
Waiting for someone without results follows the principle of voluntary action.
I take step by step towards my dream, even if it's shattered beyond recognition, I still strive to reclaim it, exchanging all of myself for it.
I think about you. But I know I'm just longing for the past feelings. That's not love. Love has already gone far away, the heart has completely turned cold. When did the former love and the former person gradually fade away in our world?
Henceforth, my world no longer has you in it.