The air that has been rained on, the tired heartache, what I have in my memory has slowly melted away.
If,可怜福 (poor luck), if not happy, then let it go; if can't bear to part with it, then suffer.
Some meetings between people are like meteors, bursting forth with enviable sparks for just a fleeting moment, destined to be brief.
When one wants to think and wishes for someone to accompany, when one loses oneself, one wonders if there is still any hope worth pursuing.
When tears fall, only then do you realize that leaving is also a kind of clarity.
What's mine will always be mine. I am but a passerby in your life. You never loved me, it was destined that nothing would happen between us. No matter how I try to cross the distance, no matter how much I want to get closer to you, you will still leave me. I miss you so much, I really want to see you.
Love is a feeling. When this feeling is gone, I know I am still forcing myself; this is called duty! Breaking up takes courage. When this courage is gone, I am still encouraging myself; this is called tragedy!
It is snowing outside, I brew a cup of coffee, holding it until it cools down, only then realizing I thought of you again. How can you understand my waiting for you!
On the day you left, I decided not to cry, looking straight ahead while trying hard not to blink.
Life goes on endlessly, loneliness persists. In solitude, love never ends. Loneliness is the eternal theme of love. I am alone with my shadow, it says it has something to whisper to me, it says it misses you very much. It turns out both I and my shadow are thinking of you.
You left, taking all my love with you, with just one word of breaking up. I held back my tears watching your retreating figure. I wanted to hold you one last time, I wanted to tell you I love you once more.
Only when we part do we realize its value. Many people don't know how to cherish what they own, only realizing when it's lost that what was most familiar was the most precious.
Our lives are filled with helplessness. We cannot change things, nor do we have the power to change them. Worse still, we've lost the idea of change.
Thank you for your cruelty, it taught me to be resolute.
The fish got hooked because it fell in love with the fisherman, willing to give its life for the fisherman's smile.
You treat me like a kite. Either set me free or take me home with you. Don't tie me down with an invisible string, causing me heartache.
Since you love, why not say it? Some things, once lost, can never be regained!
I want to leave my mark on you, but I forget that you were never mine to begin with.
On this perfect shore, a tragedy has just unfolded. All the blood and tears in the withered thorns nurture a flower bud, which will undergo seven cycles of thunderstorms before blooming in the humid air.
A simple and peaceful life isn't necessarily happy, so I only embrace the moment. The prolonged sense of happiness is fundamentally not joyous, so I only believe in the moment.
Sometimes, love is also a kind of hurt. Cruel people choose to hurt others, while kind-hearted ones choose to hurt themselves.
On my way home, I cried, my tears breaking down again. Feeling powerless as I walk, I dare not arrogantly ask for more. What else can I say? What else can I do? I hope you hear this, because I love you and let you go.
I can feel your pain, you have your unspeakable helplessness. But you pretend not to care, the more you act this way, the more I hurt.
Don't easily say love, every promise made is a debt owed!
Sometimes, it's precisely because of love that one quietly stays away. The figures may be distant, but the silent emotions linger.
In fact, I have always been by your side waiting, hoping for a day when you'll lean on my shoulder to confide in me. Will there be a day when your tenderness belongs to me? I won't make you sad anymore, I won't let your tears flow again!
I truly love you. Closing my eyes, I thought I could forget, but the tears streaming down betray me.
The first time I cried was because you weren't there, the first time I laughed was because I met you, the first time I smiled through tears was because I couldn't have you!
After parting, we cannot be friends because we have hurt each other, we cannot be enemies because we deeply loved each other. So we became the most familiar strangers.
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