What s so hard about hating someone? Please, thank you

The deeper you love, the deeper you hate, on the contrary, the more you hate, the more you love.

Dear landlord.

Some things or some things, some people, when people have it, do not know how to cherish it, love it, once it is lost, they feel the preciousness of its existence and the value of use, but all regrets are irretrievable.

The cup is lonely, being poured boiling water, the feeling of being hot, so the cup thinks this is the feeling of love, when the water becomes warmer, the cup feels very comfortable, I think this is the feeling of life, the water is cold, the cup is very scared, I think maybe this is the feeling of being afraid of losing, the water becomes cold again, the feeling of the cup is also very uncomfortable, I don't want to have a tasteless feeling, so I want to pour the water out、、、 the water is finally poured out, at this time the cup feels very comfortable, but it is also poured to the ground at the same time, Broken into pieces, the cup found that on every fragment, there will be traces of water, it knows that it still loves water in its heart, it wants to love water again but it is impossible, is it only lost will know how to cherish? Only when everything has passed does you know the happiness of the past? The facts have warned us to cherish what we have now, and not to regret it until we lose it, but it's too late.

Reality is always cruel, it doesn't give us that chance, some things are missed and won't come back.

We all know that love represents a kind of responsibility, love is a kind of unconditional giving and sacrifice, love is endless and never lost, love is not not to reciprocate, and the return of love is the eternal joy and happiness of the other party. And the happiness of the other party is your happiness, the happiness of the other party is your happiness, you should be happy with her happiness, happy with her happiness!

No. The best outcome is not to care anymore, to be better and better, and then to meet better people.

There are some things that you like no matter how much you don't belong to you, and some things you are destined to give up no matter how nostalgic you are, there are many kinds of love in life, but don't let love become a kind of harm.

Some fate is destined to be lost, some fate will never end well, you don't have to have someone to love, but you have to love him well.

The man cries because he really loves; The woman cries because she really gave up.

If loss is suffering, are you afraid to pay; If confusion is suffering, you will not choose to end; If the pursuit is suffering, will you choose to be obsessed? If separation is suffering, who do you want to confide in, many things are only seen clearly later, and many things are not bitter at the time, but I can't find the way to come.

There is a kind of love, which is obviously deep love, but it can't be said that there is a kind of love, and there is a kind of love that you want to give up, but you can't give up a kind of love, you know that it is suffering, but you can't open it, and you know that there is no way forward but you can't get it back.

What is Courage? Is it crying to make you love me, or crying to let you go.

A man's self-confidence comes from a woman's adoration of him, and a woman's pride comes from a man's admiration for her. Never cultivate the man you love, you have cultivated him too well, and there are only two results: he looks down on you from now on or he steals from others.

You don't need to be smart to pursue a person, but you have to be smart when you leave!

Why don't we always know how to cherish the people in front of us? In the unpredictable reunion, we thought that there would always be a reunion, there would always be a chance to meet again, and we always thought that there was a chance to say sorry, but we never thought that every time we waved goodbye, it could be a goodbye, a sigh, and it could be the last sigh in the world.

Maybe love is just because of loneliness and needs to find someone to love, even if there is no ending.

The wound is the shame given by others, the illusion of one's own persistence. People like me always appear in the form of a difficult problem in the relationship. Find yourself only able to love someone in an instant. And gradually becoming selfish.

A lot of people don't need to say goodbye because they're just passing by. Forgetting is the best memory we give each other.

I don't know how many decades a person's life can be given to another person.

Look at what you hate because of what kind of relationship you have.

Depends on whether the person is worth hating or not.