When love begins, the two sides are often unequal.
The girl wants more, she wants to express her love and expect him to recognize her love.
Emotional giving is always a process of ego passing.
Loving someone is often unreasonable.
Reasons are all used to persuade others or to persuade oneself, but for love and liking, persuasion is ineffective.
Just like a lover, he has thousands of faults, and only one is good, and this good is exactly what others lack and she desperately needs, enough for her to disregard the past and give up on him.
There is only one kind of love in the world that is moving enough, that is, after recognizing the ugliness and hypocrisy of the lover, it is still the same as before, even more fervently.
He never knew everything, but he was willing to taste the pain and redemption in exchange for the fetters that no longer had the slightest barrier between him and her.
Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon.
Love nurtures possessiveness and control.
Love is like poppy and memory.
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