When you fall in love with someone, when you meet another person, you will always compare her with the previous one. As a result, you will hurt the second person and lose the second person. The following is an emotional broadcast manuscript to share, welcome to read.
Emotional broadcast manuscript sharing 1 The world is really small, as if you don't know who you will meet when you turn around; The world is really big. It seems that I don't know who will disappear tonight when I turn around. At this moment, who are you missing, or who are you meeting, and what kind of story is beginning or ending?
At 23:00 Beijing time, thank you for waiting at Star Radio. I'm Xia Feng, the anchor tonight, and the emotional night bus will continue to talk to you.
I saw you in the crowd in the past. Today, I saw you in the crowd. ...
What I fear most is not that two people who love each other hurt each other, but that two people who have loved each other for a long time suddenly separate and pass by like strangers. I can't stand that cruel process, because I can't understand how the intimacy implanted in the blood at the beginning can become the indifference forgotten in the future.
Perhaps this is the legendary sadness of seeing a stranger at first sight.
In fact, people's fragility and strength are beyond imagination.
Sometimes, you may be so fragile that you burst into tears.
Sometimes, when I suddenly look back, I find that I have gritted my teeth and walked a long way.
When I think of love on the road, I think the best love is that two people become each other's partners. Don't bind, don't entangle, don't possess, don't rush to dig meaning from each other, it is doomed to failure. It should be, the two of us, standing side by side, looking at this lonely world.
When I wake up, I am still young, and you are not old.
Love, on the other hand, is to cross mountains and rivers, take the first train, travel all the way, go through hardships and meet the person you want. Don't hesitate, because every day is the first day of the rest of your life. ...
Don't be disappointed if you miss who is hurt by whom. You can't live without an exit. Your own wings can fly without anyone's permission.
Heart it will tell you that the world is wider than imagined.
Love world, you have me and him, thank you for your warm company, and we will meet again at the same time next week.
If there is love in the hearts of two people who meet at the same time, it is a kind of beauty, and one's love is also beautiful. Whether two people meet at the same time and feel love, or one person is unilateral, they are all beautiful and belong to themselves. Whether together or lovesickness or sweetness or pain, the emotions in love may resonate, but after all, only you know.
Love should have different colors and feelings for different people. Some people's love is dull but warm, some people's love is warm but ups and downs, some people's love lasts forever, and some people's love is beautiful but instantly destroyed.
I don't want to deliberately change myself and make others fall in love with me, both internally and externally. To like is to like your unique self. No one can escape anyone's clutches. I tried to be what I wanted to be yesterday, but today I may not be an angel in my heart.
We are all ordinary people, a layman. Love may be cautious at the beginning, afraid of hurting yourself, and may weigh each other's efforts. Nature and humanity should protect themselves. But when love is firm to yourself and even unconsciously changes itself, if it happens, your love is always conditional. The wind blew in through the window and my chest began to get cold.
You will treat me with the experience you think you have had and claim to be afraid of me. Maybe you don't know that every "small" blow can make a person stay away from the origin at a certain point and stop looking forward to it. I began to wonder, who do you love? Is it me? Or me after your transformation? I can only live in my own love.
Two frustrated people said that they should stick to it, overcome the reality and have their own troubles. I love myself more and more, but physically change the ending of the breakup. I bought a return ticket for love, but there is no date. I don't understand your expectations. I'm making my own insistence. Hope is thrown to the South Pole, but people stand at the North Pole.
From the first day we met, our contact never stopped. With your continuous support, we began to believe that we could call you in the future. A rare wind blew through my city, and their connection ended one day. In this short termination, you dedicated your love to history, which suddenly made people still. You say how inappropriate we are, there is no need to insist, why start from scratch. Don't you know that it's wrong to persist after love? Forget the cold words, and the fingers that have been holding, suddenly it's hard to say anything. From the beginning of acquaintance, I searched bit by bit, trying to prove that there are traces of love, thinking that maybe I will be your angel at some time.
What is love like? Is it serious or not? You think my tears are worthless, just like discarded waste paper, but you never know that they are for a man's first time.
Still can't draw the appearance of love, vague. Like an injured child, carefully protected, but still injured here. Love like a glass doll needs a rubber heart. If it is broken, it won't hurt too much. If anyone knows what love is like, please knock on my door and tell me, a lost child.
Music: Goodbye, my love.
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Here, city mood, I'm NJ. Tonight we talk about the emergence of love.
Every time I feel embarrassed in front of love, every time I hesitate in front of love, I am confused and confused. How can I give myself, others and love the best explanation?
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