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The best relationship art depicts the highs and lows of the authentic couple.
A Little Late Is Better
The morning surges on, and the afternoon drags through until the sun gives in and the moon says its most ignored "hello." So many of us forget to look up, every day, in awe of how lovely this routine built around us is. We are consumed by our mundane struggles and schedules. Constantly gasping for air in panic and driven by stress, because of what value are we're if not overworked and malnourished?
By Joannis Rodon4 years ago in Humans
Springtime thoughts
In March, I miss my wife, and I feel broken outside the willow tower. I can't bear to hear the sound of Zi Gui. I want to dusk, the rain hit the apricot blossom deep closed door. Outside the window, a hazy, drifting apricot blossom rain, came slowly, tender, like the tears of a long-lost and long-lost lover, rain, endless. Bitter and sweet, sometimes happy, sometimes sad. It is light like a dream, gently falling on the heart, soft and moist; it is dark fragrance floating, refreshing the heart, making people intoxicated and obsessed, lingering, do not know what day it is?
By Hickman William4 years ago in Humans
This autumn can be a memory
I walked alone on the corner of the street late at night, all voices were silent as if understanding my mood, the sound of wind and rain also quietly faded away the noise, leaving only the dampness mixed with the cold breath, greedily eroding the whole street. I lost my soul walking, let the tears flow from the cheeks, do not want to wipe, do not want to wipe, let the teardrops and rain together with the earth, leaving a brief mark.
By Tripoli Flynn4 years ago in Humans
The beauty of first sight
The gentle breeze blew on my face. The tranquil waves of water reflect the beautiful faces of the visitors. The weeping willows and poplar branches, competing for new shoots and budding greenery, make people imagine that they have been longing for spring. The rhythmic sound of the green bamboo grove swaying, accompanied by the melody of the dreamy stream, is like a beautiful musical sound floating, intoxicating!
By Tripoli Flynn4 years ago in Humans
Love is "being with you
"Love is the resonance with another person, body and soul, and only with him or her." One day in September 1947, Paris. André Gautz met his love, Doreena, at a friend's house. She had thick brown hair, and pearly skin, and exuded an innate nobility and elegance, so charming and so lovely. She was surrounded by three attentive men, and he fell in love at first sight but was deterred.
By Tripoli Flynn4 years ago in Humans
Love is a bright sadness in the summer
I really can not understand! It's like bitter fruit waiting to ripen, the anxiety of that wait will make people sit up and take notice! When I met him, which is always full of the taste of longing. The flower-like season, naïve, unaware that I ushered in my Prince Charming. However, I was timid about falling in love but like a mouse seeing a cat, coy and afraid to move forward! I did not know that the power of love is so irresistible that I was finally conquered! We soon came together, everything is like a dream, happy people forget loneliness, their heart is full of each other! That year we were in our first year of high school, and he was in the next class. Some people say that happiness is the main theme of love, and sadness is its accessory! At first, I did not understand, until that summer, I tasted the taste of love, and found that it is so sad! Although the phone porridge makes us less pining for each other, the body is still full of the taste of grief. I was looking forward to the start of school, looking forward to meeting him, but who would have expected that the test did not stop with the arrival of the new semester? That year, our sophomore year, but the day we parted, the heart even though there is a million reluctance, but also only ...... to have a better learning environment, he went to another better high school in the family arrangements! I don't want to do anything, just very lost. Not just because he left, but because of the slippage in grades we were assigned to a regular class to study! The difference was that he left and I chose to stay! I once blamed it on early love and was always torn and conflicted! Because I have always been very strong, not like sharp, but afraid of being hurt! But I did not give up love, I was unable to put down ah! I vaguely remember your gentle look in the tall tower, those soft eyes full of sincerity! Your vows of love moved me, I love you, oh I feel so happy! But my timidity and low self-esteem made me miss the opportunity to say I love you, but I know I do, and love you more than you do! Maybe you don't know, since we came back, I never went inside because I was afraid it was just a dream! Oh so silly!
By Hickman William4 years ago in Humans
The mountains are long, the water is wide, goodbye
In this world, the best fate, not necessarily in the most beautiful years, but certainly in time to be serious; meet, and know how to cherish. The best ending is that when we meet again years later, we will smile and ask: "Long time no see! How are you doing?
By Tripoli Flynn4 years ago in Humans
