A girl asked me to write a love essay of a few hundred words for her, how can I write it

It's sad that just a few hundred words of an essay will scare you like this Hey, if my girlfriend asks me to write 10,000 words. It's only a few hundred words, and you can do it in less than half an hour

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.

Write it yourself, write it however you want, otherwise it won't be sincere at all.

Isn't it true that you all wrote about the process of acquaintance, belief, love, and love?

In the vast sea of people, the two of us can know and love each other; I don't think it's God's arrangement, I can't say anything; You and I are not from the same world, but we can gather together in this strange place because of one thing; I help you, encourage you, and let us love each other in that blank world. Life is really unimaginable, and it is really difficult to tell; We are all smart people, but we all have a sincere heart, so we will trust a person so easily, and be deceived and deceived; You, like me, were deceived by the people we trust the most into pyramid schemes; Thinking about this, there is really an indescribable pain in my heart; Walking into that chaotic rented place like a prison cell, I had seen through everything, but I couldn't get out; It's really cruel to think about this world. The first time I saw you, I was surprised, I didn't expect that a beautiful woman would do such a thing; So I drew near to you, and we talked more and more; When you tell me the truth, I say to you, don't be afraid, I will take you away; Looking into your eyes, you must feel a special comfort.

Thinking of my self-confidence, you have a deep admiration for me; You feel like you've found something to rely on, and you're no longer so alone.

How much I want to keep a time that no one loves!

I've loved it for a long time, I hated it for a long time, and when I looked back suddenly, the way I came from was so vague.

How I want to find the long-lost kite in my heart that has been broken and lost!

Sometimes, I always wonder: can I not love you. For my old and weary heart is broken like a spider's web after rain, and it has long been unbearable to the blow of the strong wind.

Sometimes I also think: maybe I will never love you. Spring has long passed, and the flowering season has long since passed. Since you can't produce buds, shouldn't you give up?

So should I love you or not? How can I bear to rub my sorrow into your happy and innocent heart, like a drop of ink dripping into pure water, even if there is a moment of beauty, after all, it will not escape the turbid ending, and take you into the muddy and irreversible Jedi!

I want to let go, but I'm afraid I'll never have it again; I want to turn around and leave, how can I give up that love!

I also wandered for a long time, and finally one day, you took me on the road with warmth, and I went with you, only to find out that this is a hot land of love! What I read from your eyes under the bright moon is my lingering pain!

If you really want to push away my empty heart, sister, do you have enough courage? Who can tell, inside the door at this step, it may make you feel overwhelmed and discouraged. The imaginary trickle of water, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, are only as ethereal as a mirage, and the eyes are just a barren land.

If you're not ready, I'm sorry, sister, go back if you want. It's not your fault or mine, I hope you will always be young and romantic, and laugh at life.

Don't worry about me, even if it's just a push you haven't had time to think about, I will give you endless gratitude!

I can't bear to see your tears, which will leave me nowhere to hide in the wilderness of my heart; And your inadvertent avoidance, let me, who is single and thin, go where to find your warmth. Some roads we have walked side by side, some stories we are the protagonists, a song we have sung for so long, what will never change is the deep attachment to love in our hearts!

So happy moments are always half in dreams and half with you; And the days of heartbreak, half of them are parting, and half of them are looking at the back of your departure.

I really want to accompany you, whether it is high mountains and valleys, thorny bushes; No matter the unpredictable wind or the changing rain, since our hands are together, we no longer have scruples; I really want to lead you on a long journey, even if the road ahead is full of bumps, or into the desert, or into the greenery, as your fellow traveler, I will not let you bear the storm of the years alone!

I really want to be with you when the storm hits, I am the ordinary umbrella of the wife above your head; In the vast Gobi, I am the clear sweet spring in your heart; In the ice and snow, I am the pot of charcoal that warms you all the time, and in the long night, the shining star in the sky is me!

When spring returns, there is no need to ask about the flowering date.

When the story begins, there is no need to ask about the ending.

When you and I have set off, don't worry about the wind and rain.

It's just ......I don't know if your harbor is my final anchorage.

Allow me to tell you the truth, the above feelings are too fake, what is called love from the heart.

Or you sit at the table by yourself, remember what you were with her, and then write down what you think about the year.

As long as you are in love, you can succeed, and it is not only good but also speaks your heart.

Hello, I happened to see your reading notes, and I saw hyacinths on them, and I was extremely surprised.

We all love hyacinths! I thought so, but I still couldn't temper my excitement. I like you, you know, how I crave. You like me too!

Hyacinth represents: victory, competition, joy, love, happiness, affection, admiration, stubbornness, life...

Victory, yes, we may not be the ultimate victory, but I want our young love to be victorious and vigorous.

Competition, the life of the same competition, is glorious and powerful.

Joy is an indescribable feeling in my heart, does Hyacinth really represent me?

All the flower language is frivolous, and our love is profound.

Are we loving each other?

Nothing helps more than your sincerity. Just tell her what you want and tell her how you really feel. Others can help you write, but you can't express the taste you like, and even if you succeed, you won't necessarily be ......happyYou write it yourself, one is sincere, and the other is to exercise it, in case in the future....Isn't it three, if the matter is revealed in the future, it will not be more terrible.