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好文字 I wonder what love is? Maybe a lot of people would say, love is like sand. The tighter you hold, the faster you leak. But I think its red bean and I hold it firmly, Absolutely not spill, although some Ge hand, Let you always remember in mind, When the heat is up, the water boils, Throw in is the red bean soup, the lovesickness boils into the soup, Then the two persons love is fruition. A lot of things come true, Love is good, marriage is good, its time, its time to come, It all boils down to fate. Sudden care will make a person remember, Gratitude, but when caring becomes a habit, Everything will be taken for granted. Over time, that person will forget everything youve done, For he was used to everything and turned away. I think a person must experience a crush when he is young, For this consideration, this disturbing, therefore perishes not xun, This powerful undercurrents of experience, Surprised at a miracle of quietly blooming. At the age of mischief, he chose to be a good boy. And when you want to presumptuous, but lost the wanton excuse. The first ray of sunshine skipped the sky, sparkling and crystal down, and the view was full of bright flowers. I wander before your eyes, You grow in my heart. When to your heart, travel? Gazing into the palm of the hand, a short lifeline Is it fate to talk to yourself? A silent wife only carries pen to the wrist I love you I love you very much. I love you very much In addition to this sentence I dont know what kind of words to use I want to run back to my childhood. That swing afternoon. Daylight allure. Warm hands do not have to embrace their own hands. You have to believe that there must be a lover in the world, Whether you are surrounded by the light now, overwhelmed by applause, Or were you walking alone in the cold streets and getting wet in the rain?, Whether it is floating snow early in the morning, or be hot roast dusk, He will cross the turbulent crowd of the world, and he will walk through them and walk towards