The beautiful statement about love has a price, and the price of happiness is pain.

no pain, no gain.

When a person does not love, he can fall in love with anyone around him.

When the tears flow down, I know that separation is another kind of understanding.

When love comes, of course, it is also happy. However, this kind of happiness is something to pay, but also to learn to accept disappointment, hurt and parting. since then, my life is not pure any more.

It is hard to love someone, and it is even harder to give up someone you love.

When you fall in love with someone, you will always be a little scared, afraid of getting him; afraid of losing him.

Pursuit and desire, happiness, frustration and disappointment. After frustration and disappointment, we learned to cherish. You have never been loved by others, and you will cherish the person who loves you in the future.

No one is sorry in the country of love, only who does not know who to cherish.

Some people are destined to wait for others, and some are destined to be waited for.

An unacceptable love needs not sadness, but time, a time that can be used to forget. A deeply hurt heart needs not sympathy but understanding.

My blue heart is always frozen for you, but the colder the thing, the easier it is to break. Please use your zero hand to warm my heart of minus 30 degrees! My tears are still spinning in my eyes, but your tears have been splashed on the back of my hand.

I am a fish in the deep sea, my body is always cold, my heart is often painful, but I am looking for warmth until I die.

We may be able to love two people at the same time and be loved by two people. Unfortunately, we can only stay with one of them.

They said that falling in love with you is the fault of my life, but what did I do right before I fell in love with you? Love the party knows deeply, hurts the party knows the pain!

Going away, making things simple, people getting kind, like a child, we start over.

Don't comfort me when you leave me, know that every sewing will also suffer from puncture pain.

Don't give up, don't regret if you give up

Silent alleys, walking alone, full of eagerness, full of sorrow. I want to bring a hand, a gentle one, so that my heart no longer trembles.

Memory bit by bit, floating, a few broken, a few sorrows, once stunned, once without China, a heart is actually difficult to exchange. What is the vicissitudes of life in the world? It’s just that the heart is unpredictable.

Good love is when you see the whole world through one person. Bad love is when you abandon the world for one person.