Don't let, love, turn one pain into deeply
Can't remember where to see this sentence: If you do not love a person, please let go, let others have an opportunity to love her. If the person that you loved gives up you, please unlock oneself, let oneself have an opportunity to love others. This words are blunt but very reasonable, teach people from a side how to treat the emotion.
Anything you like, can belong to you either again, anything you yearn, destine, want, give up too again, the love is a song not singing forever in life. All one's life such as people can go through a lot of love, must not let easy to become one injury perhaps.
There is fate in life everywhere, reason gathers reason and seems scatteredly that all predestined things; Some fate is destined to lose at the beginning, some fate will not have a good result forever; But I just wish eagerly to create a kind of miracle. Love one might not want, have, have one must love him. Easy, do not believe on being really very difficult you have a try when can do.
If it is a kind of injury to be sincere, please choose the lie; If the lie is a kind of injury, please select reticently; If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave. If the love is a kind of injury, please don't near. But under the much situation is not like this, because can't help your choosing.
If it is the bitterness to lose, are you afraid of paying? If it is bitter to be infatuated, will you choose to conclude? It pursues to be bitter, will you choose, obstinately stick to a wrong course? It separates to be bitter, you want until who pour out? Many things were all seen clearly later, many things did not feel bitter at all at that time, way when but I have already looked for not to come.
One kind loves, like deeply obviously, but can not express perfectly. One kind loves, know obviously that should give up, but unreconciled to leaving at this point. One kind loves, know perfectly well it is the suffering, but Üo is not lost. One kind loves, know perfectly well without future, but the heart can not already been got back.
The love is not a game, because we can not afford to play with it. The love is paying wholeheartedly, should forget not to really do. Where no matter belong to the place, I want to leave a pure happiness on the bottom of heart. Not always so aroused in interest to others as easily, found suddenly that fell in love with you deeply by oneself, is that kind of flavour really difficult to express in speech, and a happiness? Grieved? You ask me forget, like, say, charge, regain? The permitted words have not called the love either.
Perhaps I have no enough courage to face the realistic cruelty, then what is the courage? Love me crying for you? Crying and does not allow you to leave? Estimate that there is not a correct answer at this moment.
The man's confidence, to his worship, the woman's arrogance is from loving to her of a man from a woman. Why do we never know how to treasure the people at the moment then? In the reunion that can not foresee, we thought we always meet again, always have chance with and know, always thought that had an opportunity to say one sound was sorry, but had never thought of waving and bidding farewell each time, may say farewell to.
Whom I have like this often sigh with deep feeling, love only because lonely perhaps, need, let, come on love alone, even there is not any final result. Why fragility like this but love? Its fragile intensity is even easier than the glass vase sometimes. It so strong, strong to it gets to be even if black and blue all over whom oneself get already, still the love of infatuation, never regret.
The love can be a thing in a moment, and can be a thing all one's life too. Everybody can love different persons in different time, why is my love on such once? It is unable to live without who I know too who it is not, but it is an extremely difficult thing to want real forgetting, because such I enough strong perhaps.
Everything present, it is careless to seem to be, but the result that I arrange with patience and enduring resolve, I wish eagerly at this moment that a trials and hardship come, if so I am among them, even will not be found either to have one's face covered with tears.
The affairs of human life are hard to predict, in fact everything is all to come when it is appropriate, just we have no appropriate mood to meet it or not. Just as someone says: No matter who so long as did the thing right during the time by mistake, its result can be well imagined, its cost is apparent and the suggestion.
Because like leaving, because like giving up. It sounds as if this words are very great, very free and easy, it can be left that it is real for love who but have? Perhaps you can, I can't give up easily. Though some emotion so direct cruel, hold full of twists and turns any warm,
The night wind has been blown through gently, the heart is relaxing slowly, but my care of you is still unable to put down. One is not lonely, think a talent is lonely. The mood is in the gentle drifting of sky with the wind, do not think of so many things again, then, have to indulge one's own brain and let my state of mind of the wind belt drift everywhere at night.
Experience your leaving, there is a kind of shouting pain in the heart, heart becomes hollow in a twinkling, feel that life is true and pointless. In fact, understand your idea very much too by oneself, your situation, while just caring for a person very much, the love will become a kind of burden too.
If you really like, don't then talk about rashly and give up, even if he makes you sad, try to care for him, listen attentively to him, let him understand you still care about him; If you really like, don't then talk about rashly and give up, even if he lets you down, try to forgive him, let him know you still mind him. The love is really a very wonderful thing, have infinite magic power, make people fascinated for it. I firmly believe, love a person, will love all of his, will not change because of some things of common customs. Though understand, like a person and pay everything for him, perhaps this pays and has not reaped, a lot of stories do not have final result too, however, I am still willing to make my efforts, try hard not to allow him to be injured.
It is rare to indulge oneself once in life, then let me indulge one's own emotion, needn't take notice of result, take it seriously loved pass, can cool go, face a lot of setbacks for life.
Can't remember where to see this sentence: If you do not love a person, please let go, let others have an opportunity to love her. If the person that you loved gives up you, please unlock oneself, let oneself have an opportunity to love others. This words are blunt but very reasonable, teach people from a side how to treat the emotion.
Anything you like, can belong to you either again, anything you yearn, destine, want, give up too again, the love is a song not singing forever in life. All one's life such as people can go through a lot of love, must not let easy to become one injury perhaps.
There is fate in life everywhere, reason gathers reason and seems scatteredly that all predestined things; Some fate is destined to lose at the beginning, some fate will not have a good result forever; But I just wish eagerly to create a kind of miracle. Love one might not want, have, have one must love him. Easy, do not believe on being really very difficult you have a try when can do.
If it is a kind of injury to be sincere, please choose the lie; If the lie is a kind of injury, please select reticently; If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave. If the love is a kind of injury, please don't near. But under the much situation is not like this, because can't help your choosing.
If it is the bitterness to lose, are you afraid of paying? If it is bitter to be infatuated, will you choose to conclude? It pursues to be bitter, will you choose, obstinately stick to a wrong course? It separates to be bitter, you want until who pour out? Many things were all seen clearly later, many things did not feel bitter at all at that time, way when but I have already looked for not to come.
One kind loves, like deeply obviously, but can not express perfectly. One kind loves, know obviously that should give up, but unreconciled to leaving at this point. One kind loves, know perfectly well it is the suffering, but Üo is not lost. One kind loves, know perfectly well without future, but the heart can not already been got back.
The love is not a game, because we can not afford to play with it. The love is paying wholeheartedly, should forget not to really do. Where no matter belong to the place, I want to leave a pure happiness on the bottom of heart. Not always so aroused in interest to others as easily, found suddenly that fell in love with you deeply by oneself, is that kind of flavour really difficult to express in speech, and a happiness? Grieved? You ask me forget, like, say, charge, regain? The permitted words have not called the love either.
Perhaps I have no enough courage to face the realistic cruelty, then what is the courage? Love me crying for you? Crying and does not allow you to leave? Estimate that there is not a correct answer at this moment.
The man's confidence, to his worship, the woman's arrogance is from loving to her of a man from a woman. Why do we never know how to treasure the people at the moment then? In the reunion that can not foresee, we thought we always meet again, always have chance with and know, always thought that had an opportunity to say one sound was sorry, but had never thought of waving and bidding farewell each time, may say farewell to.
Whom I have like this often sigh with deep feeling, love only because lonely perhaps, need, let, come on love alone, even there is not any final result. Why fragility like this but love? Its fragile intensity is even easier than the glass vase sometimes. It so strong, strong to it gets to be even if black and blue all over whom oneself get already, still the love of infatuation, never regret.
The love can be a thing in a moment, and can be a thing all one's life too. Everybody can love different persons in different time, why is my love on such once? It is unable to live without who I know too who it is not, but it is an extremely difficult thing to want real forgetting, because such I enough strong perhaps.
Everything present, it is careless to seem to be, but the result that I arrange with patience and enduring resolve, I wish eagerly at this moment that a trials and hardship come, if so I am among them, even will not be found either to have one's face covered with tears.
The affairs of human life are hard to predict, in fact everything is all to come when it is appropriate, just we have no appropriate mood to meet it or not. Just as someone says: No matter who so long as did the thing right during the time by mistake, its result can be well imagined, its cost is apparent and the suggestion.
Because like leaving, because like giving up. It sounds as if this words are very great, very free and easy, it can be left that it is real for love who but have? Perhaps you can, I can't give up easily. Though some emotion so direct cruel, hold full of twists and turns any warm,
The night wind has been blown through gently, the heart is relaxing slowly, but my care of you is still unable to put down. One is not lonely, think a talent is lonely. The mood is in the gentle drifting of sky with the wind, do not think of so many things again, then, have to indulge one's own brain and let my state of mind of the wind belt drift everywhere at night.
Experience your leaving, there is a kind of shouting pain in the heart, heart becomes hollow in a twinkling, feel that life is true and pointless. In fact, understand your idea very much too by oneself, your situation, while just caring for a person very much, the love will become a kind of burden too.
If you really like, don't then talk about rashly and give up, even if he makes you sad, try to care for him, listen attentively to him, let him understand you still care about him; If you really like, don't then talk about rashly and give up, even if he lets you down, try to forgive him, let him know you still mind him. The love is really a very wonderful thing, have infinite magic power, make people fascinated for it. I firmly believe, love a person, will love all of his, will not change because of some things of common customs. Though understand, like a person and pay everything for him, perhaps this pays and has not reaped, a lot of stories do not have final result too, however, I am still willing to make my efforts, try hard not to allow him to be injured.
It is rare to indulge oneself once in life, then let me indulge one's own emotion, needn't take notice of result, take it seriously loved pass, can cool go, face a lot of setbacks for life.