How to let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I have been praying for five hundred years in front of the Buddha, begging him to let us have a mortal relationship, and the Buddha turned me into a tree. The tree grows beside the road you must pass. Under the sun, it blooms carefully with flowers. Each one is my hope in the previous life. When you walk in, please listen carefully. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting. And when you finally walked past without noticing, what fell on the ground behind you was... my friend! Those are not flower petals, they are my withered heart.
Have you ever been hurt?
Do you hate the person who made you sad?
Hate him so that you will never be able to fall in love with anyone again. Lost the ability to love.
But have you ever thought that when you are sad, that person is more sad than you.
You don’t know that she has been looking for you, Let me tell you the words I didn’t have time to say...
Even if the whole world is against it, I will still be with you...
I like Shanghai-style sweetheart so much
p>Come on! ! !