Love, no fairy tale

Every girl is her own princess, but before the Prince brought crystal shoes, they were still Cinderella; Every boy is her own Prince, just before the princess kisses them, they are still doing frogs at the bottom of the well. So they began to look forward to: where is his? Therefore, they also began to look forward to: where is her? I believe that every love comes from a scene that makes people feel unforgettable for life, or her gentle and serious expression when washing your hands and making soup for you, which makes you have the decision of a long life hand in hand; or in the crowd, she looked back and smiled and glanced at the throb, which made you feel that there was really love at first sight in the world, and you were so lucky to meet. I have always believed in this way. I also believe that love hasn’t come yet. It is the Prince’s white horse that runs too slowly and delays the journey. It is not the love god who abandons you alone. After waiting for so long, it is because God wants to find the best one for you in the vast sea of people. Even if there is no gentle prince coming from the horse, the handsome and cold Knight has been waiting for you for a long time. After all, the supreme treasure will tread on colorful clouds to save his Zixia Fairy. I have heard such a sentence: friendship can withstand plain but not wind and rain, love can withstand wind and rain but not plain. In this way, time stole the green silk seemingly inadvertently and removed the Jade skin. The beautiful girl who smiled in the past, but now she is red-faced with people in the vegetable market for a few cents. Thinking like this, I feel a little sour, a little bitter, and a little sweet. Yes, it is sweet. Even if the princess is married, he will pay attention to the day and day. The Prince is not allowed to look at other girls. The Prince sometimes says with a little dislike: you are really a useless vase. Only by thinking like this can we feel that it is a real life, and even the trivial and noisy daily life has a sweet taste. Returning to the world of red dust, not every pair of princes and princesses have a castle of their own, stripping off the beautiful dowry. They also have to struggle for firewood, oil and salt. Maybe one day, their feelings have changed, and they don’t have to feel depressed and disappointed, because you have spent your best time with your favorite person, even in the twilight years, you still have a memorable memory, who said that people with memories are not poor. Just think like this, when love comes, go to love bravely without scruple. I am waiting for the peach blossom in March, when you read the peach blossom, scorching, the son of home, Ikea, marry me home.

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