Love letter! How to write a love letter that will bring even the dead back to life!

Dead people will be moved, Khan. Let the dead man write. Just write sincerely.

Years from now, I'll forget what you look like, I won't forget your name, and I'll even forget how I feel when I think of you.

This shows that I am really old.

I've thought about what your future girlfriend will look like.

She must be prettier than me, with long soft hair and a docile personality. Not as ordinary as me, with messy short hair and a personality that is always very noisy.

She must be taller than me, thinner than me. It's not like I've never grown taller, and I'm a little chubby.

She must be more considerate than me, and will care if you are hungry and if you wear more clothes. It's not like I can't even take care of myself, I always skip meals, and I don't run around with an umbrella on rainy days.

She must be better behaved than me, and will listen to you and not do bad things. It's not like I'm always fighting with you, yelling at you when I'm annoyed.

She must be more virtuous than me, and she can cook good dishes and make delicious tea. It's not like I can turn the kitchen upside down and break the dishes all the time.

She must be more sensible than me, and will deal calmly when she is jealous of you. It's not like I cry and lose my temper at you, and I run away from home to make you worry.

She must be smarter than me, will do good schoolwork and great grades. It's not like I'm stupid and can't solve math problems, and it always gives you a headache and is speechless.

She must be more sensible than I am, and will be silent when she shouldn't. It's not like I don't know how to read and look at faces, and I always say the wrong thing to embarrass you.

She must be brighter than me, wearing warm clothes and a toothy smile. Unlike most of my clothes, which are black and white, there is always too much sadness buried in my smile.

She must love you very much, and you will love her more than you did for me.

We are always in this world constantly meeting and missing, meeting another person, falling in love with another person, and forgetting the past.

In my old age, I still remember your face, remember your name, and remember how sad I felt when I remembered you. Even if I was already living in someone else at that time, you were still my unspeakable wound.

Let me forget you, in the ravine of time. Eventually, we will be far away and become memories.

After many years, if I meet you again, you have changed your appearance and grown into a good man in the eyes of others, I will only ask lightly.

You okay. Long time no see.

Looks like a girl.

Bai is full of easy coaxing? As a female du, zhi is indeed a dao and likes to listen to men.

Friends leave some copies of the version.

By the way, I found my current husband on the right network, you can go and see it!

The long and old expressions are out, and the love of an era must always bear the deep imprint of that era; Now in the micro era, love must not only be concisely confessed, but also arrive quickly and accurately. Love you, only three lines of words to express, this is the "three ** book"; "Three ** books" is to convey love in this simple way, it tells us that romance can be very simple.

Little by little, the thoughts penetrate through the window and are mercilessly buried by time.

Empty Huanyan washed away how many sad intestines, raised a glass to drink wind and frost, and nostalgic for the past in exchange for tears.

I rhymed beautifully, but I was defeated by the sadness of this melody, and I couldn't recall the singing at a glance, and I looked back and laughed and tore my chest.

I heard that you learned to smoke when I didn't know it, so quit.

Even if it's not for me.

For you to sit for a thousand years, just for the next moment, the socks will miss you together.

The state changed for you, the journal written for you, and the love for you will never die.

You said that you don't believe in eternity, and I don't think I can prove it to you, for me, the moment I fell in love with you, time has stopped.

Suddenly I miss you so much, and suddenly the throbbing in my chest swells up, Bu Chun.

The dimples in the corners of your mouth overflow with happiness in your mind, and you are bouncing around the school like a child biting ice cream, and you know that silently watching you was my happiest secret.

If you are tired, you can stop and watch the sunset, and I will accompany you on the road of life.

Seven years, I know I don't have that many more years to wait, but, I don't regret it, I wish you happiness.

I like to see you serious, I like to listen to your voice, and I can't help but want to have your smile forever.

At the moment when I was thinking about you, I heard the sound of melting ice and snow, are you okay?

Do you dare to love? Do you dare to hate?

Dare not to be desolate, and never separate ?..

Love is simple, and the thought of the smile on your lips makes you feel happy.

As pervasive as the air, it is your continuous breath that surrounds me so warmly.

You are unforgettable that I can't forget, I can't think of you irrelevantly, so what does it matter to me whether I like you or not.

In the spring, I miss you, in the summer, I still miss you, through the autumn and winter, I still miss you.

I hope that when you grow old, the people around you will still be you.

Your watery eyes envelop the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River, reflecting my heart that melts inch by inch, and from that moment I no longer belong only to myself.

I can't love you, but it's not easy.

Walk around the flowers and beautiful waters, hold hands with the old and share rare birds, no regrets about the world!

Love letters have to be ghostwritten?! Do you want that cave house?! Regardless of whether her writing is good or not, she should do it independently, so that she can represent her own mind, and I believe she can also feel it.

Dead people will be moved, Khan. Let the dead man write. Just write sincerely.

Touched. What to ask?