There are some things that will never fade no matter how long they have passed. Even though I always treat them indifferently, she is the eternal pain in my heart. Once slightly involved, it feels unbearable.
I think of you when I'm sad, and only after you leave do I realize that all my sadness is because of you.
If one day, I leave you, don't be sad or despair. My soul will traverse the brilliant霞light and look down upon you in this world.
Maturity is the process of learning to let go.
Even if you're sad, don't frown, because you never know who might fall in love with your smile.
When love arrives, it's naturally a joyous thing. However, this happiness comes at a cost, and one must also learn to accept disappointment, pain, and farewells. From then on, life is no longer pure.
The rise and fall of relationships, their intensity or subtlety, are not something we can control. What we can do is cherish those fleeting moments when the right opportunities present themselves.
Grief is not despair; rather, God pairs them together so that neither stays alone to accompany us.
Without tears, the heart is a dry lake.
If I had known earlier that you loved me, I would have made sure you lived well. But life always has its unbearable moments, leaving behind someone who clearly loves you in this meaningless world.
Roses are always beautiful; they bring an immersive feeling, but they also let you feel the sting of a pricked finger. In this vast world, everyone has their own angel in life, but not necessarily the absolute one. When you meet someone who truly loves you and whom you love as well, you've already found your own angel!
No one knows for sure. No one knows that I am now surrounded by immense pain and despair. I know, only I know, that they want to consume me. I've been in a state of decline, lingering in the low valley. I need a bold love to rescue me from pain and despair.
Some people are destined to wait for others, while others are destined to be waited for.
A turn of the body, and time passes; a turn of the body, and great ambitions soar; a turn of the body, and the lover reveals clear eyes; a turn of the body, and old friends seek joy again! A turn of the body, and nature turns from decay to vitality; a turn of the body, and flowers bloom red and willows green; a turn of the body, and love runs deep! Turning, may we all turn better.
Things we've grown accustomed to, we're reluctant to lose. Yet, they gradually drift away from you until we forget them.
Past beauty, separated by the thin veil of time, lures contemplation, quietly like waiting for a flower to bloom. In memory, there is no sign of decay when it fades, only the brilliance when it blooms. Time's machine always poeticizes memories. Alone, I silently flip through the poetry collection of memories, laughing foolishly, hiding all the noise and chaos.
I cannot give you a mansion worth a million, I cannot give you dazzling glory, all I can offer is my sincere heart.
Loneliness is not innate; it begins the moment you fall in love with someone.
Ignore the gazes of the crowd; I love you, even if the whole world opposes me, I still love you.
To this day, I haven't planned to give up. The heart decides how long to persist, but how long I can actually persist, I really don't know.
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