What a contradiction!! Who helped me with the idea

You have to think about what the reason is to break up, do you love him, do you feel that the two have incompatible personalities, there is no need to be together, or is it just a trivial matter to break up on impulse? And then he was adamant about the idea of breaking up before he knew you were pregnant? If you're both tired of each other, don't let pregnancy shackle each other's freedom to seek its love and the choice of a lifetime.

If you still love each other deeply, then don't break up, just think that the baby is a peace messenger arranged by God, and it is also a providence for him to suddenly appear when you are about to break up. In the face of this kind of problem, cut through the mess quickly, don't look ahead and backward, when deciding whether to live with him, the first feeling in your mind is the answer you want.

When a son gets married, there is never a good result......The landlord thought twice......Think would you like to follow this man for the rest of your life?

Knock it out, it's best to discuss it with her, if you don't beat it, it will be a burden, and besides, you're so young.

This kind of thing is really confusing.,But I think it's to get married first, and after getting married, I'll work harder I wish you happiness.。。。

I used to be in college, and I had the same experience with you, but my choice was not to have this child. But if I had to choose again, I would have this child, and maybe my life would change again. My mother will not pass away, and I will be able to marry someone who loves me deeply, and I will not live a miserable life like I am now.

Financially secure, just...

There are countless in the sky, twinkle and twinkle (riddle).

Star Poetry Star Variations.

If every corner of the earth were filled with light, who would need the stars, and who would gaze at night for distant comfort.

Who wouldn't want every day to be a poem.

Every word is a star.

Like a bee fluttering in the heart Who wouldn't want to have a soft evening as soft as a lake.

Fireflies and stars swim among the water lily bushes.

Who doesn't love spring, when birds fall all over the branches.

Like stars falling all over the sky.

A twinkling sound floated from afar.

Clusters of white lilacs are hazy.

If every corner of the earth was filled with light.

Who needs stars, who will.

Burning lonely in the cold.

Look for a little bit of hope.

Who wants year after year.

Always write poems of suffering.

Each one is a group of trembling stars.

Like ice and snow covering my heart.

Who wants to watch the night freeze.

Stiff as a piece of land.

The wind blows down one skinny star after another.

Who doesn't like fluttering flags, like fire and spouts golden stars when the stars in the sky are tired - rise.

Go and shine where the sun can't.

I love to hear that people call stars stars.

The night sky is another world, and the stars are its people, no one excludes the other, and is close to each other.

They are so small, so small that they have no name, and they use their aperture to tell their existence.

Raise your face and look at the white Milky Way, one, two, three, you count, oh, they are so many, so many ......