Who helped me find a story about love .

The fish cried, and the water knew. I cried, who knows? In the deepest and softest place of the soul, there will always be a space where these past events are gently stored, and these happiness and growth that have never been forgotten and do not want to forget are enough.

Sometimes crying isn't because you're sad. There are some things that are missed, and they are missed for a lifetime. People are changeable, and they can't keep an unchanging promise, but they can't keep a fickle heart.

A heart belongs to a person, what is fairness in love? Love is deep, hurt is deep, and there is no injustice in love. Falling in love with someone you shouldn't love is a never-ending sigh, and falling in love with someone who doesn't love you is the beginning of tears.

Commitment is a blank slate, no matter how thick the script is, I think I know the taste of tears, even if I give every minute, every second I never want to escape. There is no lasting happiness in this world, only momentary comfort and comfort. If you treat my feelings as a game, I can't afford to play, let alone lose, rhetoric, who knows the pain behind my smile, love starts with a smile, a kiss grows, and finally ends with a tear, hurt, scarred, and finally left traces willing to wander, forcing myself to forget you, but love to know, it turns out that I can't control everything, maybe wordless is the best comfort, maybe memory is the best ending, fools are the same, they can't escape sadness, because there are dreams in their hearts, So I was willing to wander.

Some fate is destined to be lost, some fate is destined not to have good results, loving a person does not necessarily have him, but having a person, you must love him well, do not give up lightly, otherwise I will be sorry for myself. Don't be unable to enter spring because there is no sunshine Don't give up your pursuit because there is no singing Don't lose your ideals because there is no applause In fact, every road leading to sunshine is full of ups and downs. Every path to the ideal is full of hardships and sweat!

The development of many things is destined to have an end, enjoy the beautiful process, when passing by, we should learn to forget, laugh loudly, cry boldly, look up, a bright sunshine, believe that time can change everything! Don't let yourself shed tears easily. Spring has the style of spring, winter has the elegance of winter, life has its own beauty, each has its own chic, you laugh, the world laughs with you.

You cry, you are the only one in the world who is crying. When you can't have it, the only thing you can do is not to forget.

Hu Yuan, that kind of love = = Isn't it me, you see that you sit on the seat every day, I give you two cold jokes from time to time = =. Actually, I'm also quite embarrassed ==

A couple who have been married for more than ten years went to see friends at the other end of the city, and when they came back, it was late, and it was the last train, and the husband said, let's squeeze up from the front and back doors, there are too many people. The wife nodded in agreement. The husband, who had squeezed into the car through the front door, stood in the middle of the carriage, crowded with layers of people, and it was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly a hand quietly grasped his hand, and he knew by feeling that it was not his wife's hand, for it was certainly not so warm, soft, delicate, and ...... touchingHe wished the car could keep going, even until dawn. Then I thought, what kind of woman is this? How did she notice me?

What's her name? How can I get in touch with her? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he quietly took out a business card and stuffed it into his cute little hand.

The car finally arrived. The husband reluctantly got out of the car. The wife, who came down the other side of the car door, didn't seem to notice anything.

When the two men crossed the road, a motorcycle rushed towards them like crazy, and the wife hesitated a little, but still hit her husband ...... with her bodyThe husband picked up his bloody wife and ran into the hospital, and at dawn the doctor came out and told him that we had done our best and that your wife just wanted to see you one last time. When the husband walked into the hospital room, one of the wife's hands was clenched into a fist, and then the hand slowly opened like a slow motion in a movie, and the husband's business card slipped down silently... …

I listened to this story about ten years ago, when I was an avid lover of literature, and a well-known writer seemed to appreciate my words, and in one of his "salons", the writer told the story. At that time, there was a young couple, and after hearing the story, the wife angrily said to her husband, "Look at the virtue of your men! But I, a newborn calf, are not afraid of tigers, I said loudly

In fact, the tragedy of this story does not lie in the man, if you think about it, if the wife is married for more than ten years, if the wife always shakes hands with her husband when she is okay or something, does the husband treat his wife's hand as someone else's hand? ”

At this time, the writer said that the little brother was right, when he first heard this story, he would be angry with this man, but then he thought that his wife was also responsible. The topic of marriage is too broad and too heavy for us to simply affirm who is wrong and who is right. Everyone nodded, and I noticed that the young couple was leaning up to each other, with the husband holding his wife's hand tightly.

Everyone has a story to tell about love. Love is hard to put into words!

Love is the most beautiful feeling in the world.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Dong Yong's Seven Fairies, Zhu Bajie Little Dragon Girl, Black Belly Male and White Girl.

One day, an old woman was crossing the street, but she wouldn't let the old woman go, and after a while, a taxi stopped and helped the old woman cross the street.

There are many love stories in Wenchuan University.

I'd love to know if it's a long story or a short story? Is it real or fictional? Is it Chinese or English? What kind of love is it? Family, friendship, or love?