I don't know much about love, but I believe in true love. I believe that there will be love that lasts forever and lasts forever. I also believe that there will be a kind of happiness called eternity, called a lifetime. Some people say that only two people can create love and happiness. But not everyone you like will like you, but they will also be happy. Because liking someone is a kind of happiness. Just like me. I don't know whether happiness will multiply or spread. I only know that happiness can be contagious. Happiness is to give him a pair of wings, give him a direction, and then stand far away, watch him smile, watch him fly to happiness. I will feel at ease and I will be happy. Suddenly I remembered a sentence: "In a love story, the result is not important. What is important is that if you participate, you will be happy." So I often comfort myself that although he doesn't like me, I participated in his story and I was happy.
I suddenly wanted to write a story, a life-long love, a life-long commitment, to tell those friends who, like me, are still waiting for a fruitless relationship: don't cry, don't be sad, the result is not important, it doesn't matter whether he likes you or not, and it doesn't matter whether we are together or not. What matters is that we have worked hard, participated, and paid. We will all see love, see that pure, astringent, sweet, sour, only we ourselves will understand, the love we see...
One day the person who makes us wait persistently will see this most beautiful relationship...