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 Why I am not endowed with a talent for love?

Why ?

I just feel so frustrated . 

Say, a girl showed her love to you and then you refused her.

And, you did tell  her that was  beacause you did not want to hurt her.

You did tell her that you had done great harm to me.

No flowers, no chocolates.

Cos I don't wanna them.

Love is all we need.

     Some English experts hold the belief that to build an essay is to be a grammar dancer. Unfortunately, I was born to be incapable of dancing. Like any other times, I even don’t know what I’m writing and what I’m going to write.

 One day in 278 BC, Qu Yuan, who was at the age of 62, came to Miluo River. When hearing the news that the capital of the state of Chu was lost to his enemy—the capital of Qin, his heart bled. Then he threw himself into Miluo River, with a stone in his arms. And this day fell on the fifth

   One cannot concentrete his or her life on one thing. Love, as well as career, is part of life. Thus, we need to learn imcomputable things in the journey of life.

   After I grew up as an adult, I realize that the inability of getting on well with

 No matter how tough the life will be, please hold on to it.

Every time I get stuck, i will feel so lonely without your being with me. Here and there, it reminds me of every little detail in days that we stayed together.But I do know that I can't leave

  Some, holding the viewpoint that long-diatance relationship cannot last long, claim that the long distance would kill every beauty in love.However, as for me, when it comes to love, there is no distance at all. Even though it's so difficult for me, you worth it.

 Therefore, I would stick

           I force myself to think in English. And I would not think too much.

          I have a dream. I dream that one day that I can be very skillful at English, even though i would feel sick if it would take the rest of my life. And every day I need to communicate with people from English-spoken areas, or just do some translation for a certain company. Anyway, it's a dream that only has to do with the damn English, simply because I major in the very English.

实在是不知道应该用什么方式来让心里好受一点。

一刻也不停歇的胡思乱想让自己很抓狂。

却怎么也停不住。

走了这么久。

熬了这么久。

付出了这么多。

承受了这么多。

应该换了什么？

事实上又换来了什么。

人如果动不了勒就会死。

感情也是一样。

永远地停滞不前。

什么都会耗尽。

就像那些当初你轻易开始的事情一样。