In a hurry that year, who gave in the mood for love

In a hurry that year, there are some things do not want to mention, sometimes beautiful to false, sometimes collapsed to break the dike. There are some people who don't want to recall, sometimes they are so scattered that they are out of sight, and sometimes they are so close that they are out of reach.

The end is always a person, is too deep into the play to extricate themselves!

In a hurry that year, the oath, too hurtful, with you in the moonlight is youth, will never be forgotten.

She is very good, so good that people can no longer bear to give to her silently, giving up everything to try to caress her partner, if one person is too good to another person, after the waste of time, looking back to find that everything was so beautiful, but will also usher in the pain, the heart may still be gone, leaving only her eyes that were already wet with tears and loneliness!

Once said always emit too much light, expected people to go cool, the promise is too false, think of the happy movement at that time.

In a hurry that year, I was here, the winter here does not snow, the four seasons she is spring blooming, gradually I fell in love here, I am reluctant to leave, but also can not give up the yearning for you far away, if the year, a long time did not go back, will you still remember me? If predestined to meet again, if not predestined to be fleeting!

At the ends of the earth, cling to whose thoughts; in the mood for love, reserved whose youth; in a hurry that year, whose mood from the war!

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will make people linger again, without the company of a beautiful woman, but it is a speechless ending without encounter.

In that year in a hurry, if you love someone, don't say too many promises that you can't do, if you don't love someone, don't easily accept all the good things from each other. We can't stand the disappointment back and forth, and we can't bear the betrayal again and again. No encounter is strong enough to keep you and me apart, and we will meet again in the next spring and autumn!

Author: strangers in early summer