Today, I saw such a question. Who would you choose if you have loved you for three years and someone you have loved for three years?
This question must be difficult to answer if anyone sees it. On the one hand, it is someone who has loved me deeply for three years, and the other is someone who has loved me deeply for three years. The one who loves does not love himself, and the one who loves himself does not love.
Alas, I am afraid that in the end, not only will I lose the person who loves me, but also the person I love deeply.
Hearing of love, there are nine sorrows. There are 80,000 characters in the world, but love characters are the most hurtful. A person's life is nothing more than a love word. Billowing in the dust, how many foolish men and women are trapped by love, struggling, can't let go and can't get out. On the road of love, being hurt by others is also hurting others.
How many people in this world are not like themselves because of this love character, and are full of scars from this love character. Love is so hurtful that only those who have really experienced it will understand it.
Love is like poison. The sticky changes will go deep into the bone marrow. Quit, you can't quit; let go, you can't let it go. Suffered by it but accepted it willingly. What kind of existence is the word of love? It makes people crazy about it.
Love! ! !
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