Please read this letter patiently, even if you are busy, take some time to read it, ok?

when your message arrived, I was thinking about you quietly with my eyes closed, thinking about our past few years. Today, every bit of you is deposited in my mind, as if it were yesterday. Maybe you can't understand, in fact, sometimes I can't understand myself. After so many years, I am so intoxicated with a man who loves the most but is hurt the most. Looking back on that confusion, that shyness and secret joy, in the years of XX factory, I can't forget your eyes when you look at me. Through the noisy factory, I sipped my lips slightly and enjoyed the caress of your eyes on my face. I was very excited, but I was afraid to laugh, for fear of revealing too much in front of you. You are unintentional. In your words, you care about the mood of a subordinate and my emotions. In your little X's name, I was fascinated, but I couldn't restrain my youthful feelings. No one dared to say that I could only put everything into my pen and write a diary full. Sometimes I thought I would hide it well, but I didn't know my 28-year-old youthful feelings. How could I be mature without experience and scars? At that time, many people in the branch knew what was on my mind, headed by Chen XX and Huang XX, joking with me and persuading me. In fact, I never thought about turning this love into reality at that time, only thought that with the passage of time, I would gradually become indifferent to the wind of youth. Remember what I asked you today? How did you feel when you took me home by motorcycle? However, you didn't feel anything. How could you have thought that a woman 14 years younger than you would fall in love with you? You haven't thought about it. Every time I sit behind your car, I really want to lie on your back, quietly appreciate your solid back, and appreciate the feeling of being closely dependent on you, but I dare not. The car will occasionally have physical contact, sometimes unintentionally, sometimes intentionally, but I am so nervous that I am afraid that you will see through my mind. At that time, I often dreamed, but every time I woke up, it was your distant back, but my heart was even more lonely, like a fragile glass bottle, which was filled with my melancholy tears. At that time, I never thought about crossing that gap and destroying your happy and peaceful state of mind, but this depression, this unspeakable pain, made me even more precipitate this feeling.

sometimes I ask myself, why did I like or even fall in love with you? Is it fate, fate or something else, I don't know. Now that I think about it, maybe it has something to do with my growing experience. When I was a child, I was the second child in my family, that is, the so-called sandwich biscuit bar, so no one loved me particularly. My grandparents, my parents were all occupied by my sister and brother. My sister was the eldest and my brother was the only child. Their weight was heavier than mine. I seemed to be forgotten. I lived very hard like a grass. I studied hard and tried to please every adult when I was very young. So I have always felt that I am a loveless person. Of course, it's not that they don't love me. Now that I think about it, I think the idea at that time was too naive, just because my parents obviously favored my sister and brother, which made me hurt and lonely all the time. Until now, when I think about it, it will still make me burst into tears. I left home at the age of 12 and went to middle school in the county, and I only went home once a month, for six years. During these six years, I grew up unconstrained, so there was wildness in my bones. Because I didn't have the nagging discipline of my parents, I also exercised my courage and ability and got a lot of help. Because of many books and literary factors, my writing has been tempered, and at the same time, it has made me very sentimental. I was particularly moved by the little care from outsiders. In my freshman year, I fell in love with a teacher much older than me for no reason. The teacher's words and deeds made me smile and shed tears, which kept controlling my mood. Time was short. At that time, I always hoped to meet a lover 2 years older than me like Jane Eyre. At the age of 16, I passed the years of unrequited love in this youthful flower season. Sometimes I wonder if I would have done better in the college entrance examination without these experiences, so I wouldn't have gone to a technical secondary school instead of a junior college. At that time, I filled in my volunteers first and then took the college entrance examination. There is no guidance when filling out the volunteers. With my own achievements in the class, I feel more crazy when filling out the volunteers. Of course, all this has passed, and I don't regret it, including falling in love with you, because I feel my brilliant life.

In fact, if you hadn't transferred from XX factory, maybe I wouldn't be so crazy, because my heart is happy to see you every day. However, your transfer has made your smile, like a meteor passing in the night sky, plunge into the ocean of memory forever. Sad parting, incomplete feelings, without the support of my heart, my heart was broken, and the recovery of wildness made me irrational, and my first love letter to you was born.

Eight years before and after, we broke up six times, big and small. The first time was at the end of May 22, and I was rejected by you. Of course, it was not a breakup strictly speaking, because there was no hand-in-hand. Four months later, it was the first week after the National Day, and we had a meeting in the lobby on the ninth floor. Fortunately, your seat was next to mine, which allowed us to communicate again and made my deep feelings flash like a flash flood again. Since then, it has been out of control and I have flooded you. I believe I should be the first woman other than your wife, because your prudence, your madness and your contradictions are so clearly displayed in front of my eyes. Now I can still remember that small building, that room, and that cold night, Wednesday, December 18th. In fact, everything with you is deeply in my memory.

It is a reasonable but sad fact that some love has a beginning and no end. And some love shows abnormal signs from the beginning. Perhaps because my madness makes you afraid, perhaps because my infatuation makes you afraid, and makes you tired of the uneasy state of mind for three years, perhaps because of other more suitable reasons and more correct choices, you finally abandoned me. At the end of 25, it was also a cold winter night. The reason why I always choose to abandon the word is because at that time, you left me a dead memory and destroyed all my life beliefs. Here, I don't have the slightest resentment against you. On the contrary, I cherish you more and am more rational than before because of the memory of the past. Because I love you from the heart and feel you. At that time, I felt so unhappy that I had nothing but my inner scars. When I am lonely, I will read the diary without boredom. It contains your voice, your smile and hearty laughter, my words, and flowing music. I gave my heart to you completely, but you have gone away. The best things and sometimes the most painful memories are always particularly sad when the distance is the farthest.

the year I broke up with you, I was in a mess, no, I should be very timid. I did a lot of things, trying to forget you. I burned all my diaries. I thought I did a good job. I thought I could forget you, but I was wrong. I carefully drove up a spiritual defense line, but I couldn't erase the scars in my heart. Sometimes an encounter on the way, sometimes a distant back, can easily destroy my defense completely. I told myself more than once that I should forget you. I can't torture myself. No one will pity me, but I can't. If loving someone is optional, I don't want to love so painfully. I want to stop caring about everything about you and treat you as the most familiar stranger from now on, but I can't, perhaps because I love you very hard and hard. All the happy days in the past have become the source of my pain. I don't think about it all the time, and even my dreams are restless. My mind is full of your shadow and I can't get rid of it. When I miss you, sometimes I even slap my head with my two hands, but I can't get rid of the pain of missing you. At that time, I looked at your communication records like crazy. You and X frequently exchanged messages and phone calls. I was desperate, and finally understood that you didn't love me, and you were tired. When I should let go,

people's mood always needed to be adjusted by themselves, and their lives also needed to be enriched by themselves. With the delay of time, I finally calmed down. On the seemingly calm surface, I regarded you as a passerby, and I acted and said so. However, there is a faint sense of revenge in my heart, but after a short period of happiness, it is deeper loneliness. < P > Women always like to make the same mistake repeatedly, and even if they are hurt as if they had died once, they are still willing to die again. Despite countless injuries, I still fell in love with you once again, through the separation and combination in 26 and 27, and through the quiet years. I experienced madness and calmness, and my heart became very peaceful. Sometimes I think a lot, life and death, humiliation and glory, transience and eternity, smallness and greatness, and I also think of happy meeting with you, even sad parting, and those proud ones. Perhaps I will know how to cherish it because I have lost it. The past 2xx years have made me feel grateful. I know that although I am like you and my life, I am not your favorite in your heart. Every time I ask if you love me, you always avoid answering, or just say that you like me very much. But as far as I am concerned, I am already very satisfied. I have loved you for eight years and been your woman for six years. Last year, I finally This delicate feeling is completely different from that in 22-25. At that time, it was more novelty, excitement and infatuation with sex. Although I also liked me, there was impetuous water floating in it. Accurately speaking, you will have such a great change after the earthquake last year. I don't know the reason for this change, but I am really touched, and sometimes I even feel faint pain in my heart. The softest place in my heart seems to be pulled by something. It is difficult to express my complicated mood accurately in words. I don't know whether it is tears of emotion or other reasons, but tears always fall quietly after a sour nose pain, even after having sex with you, I especially want to cry. Did I owe you a tear in my previous life? So God sent me to love you.

But it doesn't matter. Eight years has covered half of my youth, and eight years' persistence is also the testimony of my feelings. Although I thought about letting me love you until the end of my life, things are impermanent, and I can't predict what you will think and do. After so many lives at the age of 5, you should be able to clearly distinguish what is true and what is nothingness. If one day, you don't like me anymore, I will. Just like Chen Rong said, I am not reserved, and I deserve to be abandoned one day. But even then, I will plant this truest love and deepest pain in my heart. I miss you quietly and think that I am getting old slowly. < P > I like to live rich and strong, even if it is an illusion.

Dear, I love you

2xx-3-1

After writing a letter to him, I have a feeling of tears. I feel that I love very hard and tired, and sometimes I'm not even sure whether he really cares about me or really loves me. I am not a good woman. We all have our own families, but I really love him. Today, the two of us went to the music teahouse to sing and dance, and the KTV box in Nuoda was just the two of us, swaying on the dance floor with the music. For so many years, I have always taken the initiative to send him text messages, make phone calls, take the initiative to date, and even take the initiative to ask for sex. I rarely replied to my text messages before, but now I reply frequently, so sometimes I feel very satisfied, but I feel helpless. He had an ambiguous relationship with a female colleague in their unit. He took a lot of intimate photos and often texted me. I was very sad and broke up. He was reluctant to break up. Every time he asked about his relationship with his female colleague, he always said that he was only joking with her and was serious with me, so I forgave him every time. I spent 2 yuan from him in the last eight years. Of course, money is not the main thing, but I can't help feeling sour when I think that he never took the initiative to buy me a gift for all his festivals and birthdays. Now that he is 5 years old, I don't know what I love and care about him, but I don't want to leave. Every sex is very harmonious, very harmonious, and sometimes even I am surprised that a 5-year-old man has such good sexual ability, which is really rare, perhaps because he used to exercise a lot and was in good health. I am not a very erotic woman, but I don't know whether she likes me or just likes to have sex with me. . . . . .

I've thought about breaking up many times, but every time I break the agreement, so that my best friend doesn't like me telling these things. I feel like a Xianglin sister-in-law. I feel stupid, stupid. . . . . A beautiful little fresh copy suitable for putting in a drift bottle

A beautiful little fresh copy suitable for putting in a drift bottle 1

1. Plum blossoms fell to the ground and blew away with the snow, so the drift bottle stopped drifting and half of the body was embedded in the ice.

2. I filled the drift bottle with my blessing. On the Double Ninth Festival, let it drift to your side with my thoughts and wishes, so that you can harvest every happy Double Ninth Festival just like a drift bottle!

3. Put blessings in a drift bottle, let the word "Ping" ripple, put wishes on fruit trees, let the fruit "Ping" sway, put beauty in a gift box, send "Peace", put hope in your heart and let "Peace" bloom. On Christmas Eve, I wish you a safe life.

4. Humorous quotation: I am not a drift bottle. Don't read my secret and throw it back into the sea. I have a big temper. As soon as I see the pop-up window, I turn off my computer. If you are not full, there will be one worry, and if you are full, there will be countless troubles.

5. I received a drift bottle today, which said "another bottle"!

6. If happiness can be put into a drift bottle, I am willing to be your ocean. If happiness can fly in the sky, I am willing to be your sunny day. I wish you peace and health every day.

7. As early as July this year, 1 floating bottles containing Expo souvenirs and invitations were put into Huangpu River, and those lucky enough to find the bottles can visit the Expo Park for free.

8. I am as lonely as a drift bottle and as infinitely free as a drift bottle. David Leigh Wesson

9. It's good not to meet each other. You will always be what I remember.

1. release the second batch of drift bottles; All crew members and players with shaved heads took a group photo as a souvenir; Play an "iron trap" entertainment game.

11. In those days, most of these bottles were found in a few months, leaving only some unaccounted-for bottles. Unexpectedly, after 18 years of drifting, they were found by the Winklers, which was incredible.

12. The contents of the 1-year-old drift bottle collected by German couples turned out to be a questionnaire.