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Reprinted from 332070478 at 22:23 on August 11, 2006 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Emotional World
What is love? Is a zebra's stripes, your first kiss, is a thin spring sunshine warm season ask, is your imagination?
I wanted to tell you about the meaning of love, but suddenly I lost because I also found I need your inspiration:
I have been too
love? I have lost over love? I paid a love? I feel the love?
I am a little cry, I am very frustrated, as I sat thinking this fine night before, I got and I lost, I paid and I feel, that everything is blurred in the past, it is difficult discriminates , everything is so far away from me: if my wife is away from me, and I actually difficult to deter from your fingertips.
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we say here is love.
What is love? Strike or a pursuit. As I kept pursuing the kind of beauty, of beautiful in my eyes always wavering, let me know what to do. And each person's pursuit is not the same, which each of us is different and the same, always have a variety of versions: Some people like to romance, some people like material things, and some people like talent, Some people are like the carcass. The so-called see hunters happy hunting each person is different.
What is love? Or a feeling stop. I like your bright smiling face, as if the spring sunshine to me full of warmth, I am willing to be your eyes are so touching; I like your wonderful affectionate eyes, being in the mildly tender to me, so I am willing to quietly, quietly watching your eyes: I am pure; I like your smile of contempt, criticism of the world dripping with your high talk with your rebuttal, and even with your noisy in a long time has passed After a long time, it often appears in my dreams, I am willing to open up in front of you, straight Shu's mind: I am happy; I like your mature, although I know just how you look mature, and your weak heart to want to find to find a pillar of Aon, you want to cry like a child, and I want to hug your shoulders, kiss thy cheek, I feel like a warrior: Actually,
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What is love? Or a memory of it; or a fantasy, right; or a look forward to it; and depression or a distraction it is difficult.
What is love? Admire you for the beautiful is lost after you get is regret after you lose.
please keep the love cherish the wonderful side ah,
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