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| What is love? It's a poison. Some people who have taken it are stupid, some are mad, some are poisonous, and the heart is dead. You spend my feelings and life happily all the time, but it's hard to pay for it. I write down a pile of bills you owe in tears, knowing you can't afford them, and what can I do? Time is a grindstone, grinding my pride into powder Yang in the wind of yesterday, but always can not grind the edge of my talent. Without pride, I have always been humble because I love you. I used to love you very much. How did I care about you? You are not willing to hurt me! Love the river! When you growl, you want to swallow me up! Did you ask me: love me? I replied, love very much! Love, if you need it, you can take everything from me, and my life. But I only want your warmth, will you give it to me? I'm willing to spend all my time to love you. Can you leave me a little dignity? If you can, I deeply thank you! I did not do a lifetime to love only one person, but also did not do to love a person for a lifetime, not I am sentimental and capricious, you also have the responsibility, because you did not make me to love you faithfully for a lifetime. I swallow bitter tears, while trying to make the voice full of laughter, but also calmly to say to you: OK, really I'm OK! I am not good, because my love is too light and too light to deposit in the bottom of your heart. Red dust billowing, I was also the wind and rain of life crazy sway, I want to stand in this love of the world deep land, feel so difficult and bitter! Am I standing in the wrong place? Pack all the sweets, bitters, and bitters that you've tasted, and freeze them below zero. Then, graceful turn, let the clouds and streams bring me to see the better scenery. |
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