Don’t cry because it is the love and have bats in the belfry.
Love is a sweet torment.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Leads to the course of true love never did run smooth.
Who see you lover is not a I love?
The way of the real love is not flat.
My only love from my only hate.
The great love triumphs over everything, even death.
Not laugh at other’s wound injury of talents.
My love will be forever young in my poem!
Love all, trust a few, do not hurt anyone.
Cupid blindfolded will break into people’s hearts.
At first the cold, will make the future more warmly love.
Love all, trust some people, is not sorry to anyone.
Some people only kiss shadow, so only with happiness.
Rosemary is to help memories, dear, please keep in mind.
We a mean headache pain, the whole body will feel uncomfortable.
Can love his eyes covered, but will always broke into people’s hearts.
A woman, because you are a female, so will eventually fall into the man’s palm.
Love is everlasting long out of the lighthouse, which watches the storm were unimpressed.
So tyrannous and rough in gentleness, in fact is so cruel!
Love, like ancient times the lighthouse, which watches looked at the distance, but did not budge.
Bitter ah, can you say the most hard without you, was not bitter.
Many oath does not necessarily can be expressed sincere, true oath as long as one is enough.
Happiness like me, to love and be loved, not fickle, nor is throw away.
Think of your love gives me the so rich, and imperial transposition I disdain for bending, too.
A happy marriage life, tend to be despicable deeds, the sinister suspicion.
If love inside calculation combined with nothing to do with it, that is not true love.
I with love’s light wings flew over the garden wall, because the brick walls are not cut off the love.
All the contemptible weaknesses, in love all became insignificant, and become a happy and solemn.
Most fragrant with moth in bud, and the wise of heart, just can have infested the love of the mind.
Love is a growth in the cliffs on the edge of the flower, to gather it, need courage!
The woman is with the ear love, but man if can produce love, is to fall in love with the eyes.
Even though we flow with each other, who is not possible, just as the bottom of the hell of ghosts are less than the happiness of heaven.
Recruited children, sometimes beat his child child, foreign seeds, can also grow beautiful flowers and trees.
Love this stuff, it really is not a thing. If you pay too much attention, they will be injured, if don’t care, others will be hurt.
I don’t hide, unless good fucking moan of pain, will take me like a heavy cloud cover over the seeker’s eyes.
Make a kiss blocked our two person’s mouth, and then silently, respectively, with the a kiss, I gave my heart to you, also took a piece of your heart.
If love inside calculation combined with nothing to do with it, that is not true love. It is the wisdom of madness, choking bitterness, ooze tongue of honey.
At first the cold, after will make love more enthusiastic; If she to you love false yunnan, it is not because she hates you, but for her want you more love her.
I do not love you, with my eyes on you I saw thousands of mistakes; But my heart loves what they despise, dotes on, ignore front sight.
Women are people pursue is an angel, no matter what, one to the somebody else’s hands, then everything is finished, no matter what thing, also only is the most interest in.