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唯美高階的情感文案,精緻而高階,滿眼失望!

當一個女孩學會委屈自己的時候,不要問她發生了什麼,為什麼,她只是習慣了,得到了,最後長大了。

唯美高階的情感文案,精緻而高階,滿眼失望!

When a girl learns to wronged herself, don‘t ask her what happened, why, she just got used to it, got it and finally grew up。

唯美高階的情感文案,精緻而高階,滿眼失望!

我拒絕了你,卻選擇了一個沒有你那麼愛我的男人。我現在值得擁有一切。

唯美高階的情感文案,精緻而高階,滿眼失望!

I turned you down, but chose a man who didn’t love me as much as you did。 I deserve everything now。

痛苦和悲傷可能發生在每個人身上。人生的過程中,總有不幸和悲傷,就像夕陽和凋謝的花朵。有些事情,你越在意,痛苦就會越劇烈。當你放開它,它會慢慢淡去。然而,我們總是在事後才明白。

Pain and sadness can happen to everyone。 In the process of life, there are always misfortunes and sorrows, just like sunset and withered flowers。 Some things, the more you care, the more intense the pain will be。 When you let it go, it will fade away slowly。 However, we always understand after the event。

一個聽話的女兒不一定幸福,一段沒有爭吵的婚姻不一定幸福,一份穩定的好工作不一定幸福,一天不流淚也不一定幸福。

An obedient daughter is not necessarily happy, a marriage without quarrels is not necessarily happy, a stable and good job is not necessarily happy, and a day without tears is not necessarily happy。

藍天白雲,是我心中離別的悲傷;然而,我的心像天空一樣陰沉,因為我想起了重逢。

The blue sky is the sadness of parting in my heart; However, my heart is as gloomy as the sky, because I think of reunion。

有些女生晚上會偷偷哭,因為她的遺囑告訴她不要在他面前哭!!

Some girls cry secretly at night because her will tells her not to cry in front of him! !

我把自己偽裝成一個女漢子,但是我沒有那麼堅強。我會傷心哭泣。誰能理解我?

I disguised myself as a woman, but I‘m not that strong。 I will cry sadly。 Who can understand me?

我覺得這個世界很美。沒有人哭,沒有人吹滅蠟燭,沒有人許下願望,一切都實現了。

I think the world is beautiful。 No one cried, no one blew out the candles, no one made a wish, and everything came true。

你看不到我的堅強,你看不到我的眼淚,我看不到你現在和誰在一起。今晚我們如何在幾公里外度過情人節?

You can’t see my strength, you can‘t see my tears, I can’t see who you are with now。 How can we spend Valentine‘s Day a few kilometers away tonight?

他說很久不喜歡之後,我只能忍著痛說好。過了一分鐘,他在我面前調戲我妹紙的時候只能默默哭泣。誰能理解愛他的HCF?

After he said he didn’t like it for a long time, I had to endure the pain and say yes。 After a minute, he could only cry silently when flirting with my sister‘s paper in front of me。 Who can understand HCF who loves him?