Love and love

Love is when he is there, only he is in his eyes; when he is not, everything has his shadow.

Like is to suddenly think of him in the middle of the night when reading a book, imagine what he is doing now, the heart of a wave of light warmth, but never take the initiative to call him. A few minutes later, attention was again attracted to the plot of the book.

Love is in the lonely night, missing like a flood of water, holding a book in his hand but how can not look in, thinking about whether he is still working overtime, eating or not dinner, is it like thinking about himself?

Like to discuss issues with him red-faced, not concede, in front of him like a hedgehog never admit defeat, but in his heart has been secretly admired his insights of his talent.

Love is to hope that he and his own pace, and their own hearts, he did not intend to say a joke can make himself immediately depressed or even tears. In front of him, he was never defended.

He likes to go out and text him, tell him the weather is fine, turn off his cell phone, play alone for a week, get a black sun and suddenly appear in front of him to frighten him.

Love is wherever he wants to be accompanied. You can stand by the beach and call him on his cell phone to listen to the waves, or you can be stuck in the same place for a long time because you see a figure resembling him in a strange street.

Like is his business trip before a simple "safe journey", looking at the back of his departure, the heart of a bit reluctant, but nothing to say, just silently waiting for the news of his return.

Love told him to pack his backpack full of clothes and food before he went on a business trip. He would not leave until the train left at the station. And in the days after he left, he was restless every day and prayed again and again that he could return safely.

Like is when he is hurt, do not want to let him see his vulnerable side, in front of him quietly wiped away tears, turn around is still a happy strong look.

Love is crawling on his breast and crying when he is wronged, not pretending to be careless, telling him all his troubles, and longing for comfort in his arms.

Like to eat KFC with him after his weekend shopping; snatch a cup of hot coffee with him in the cold winter; walk with him in the middle of the street half a meter apart; play games with him in front of the computer and laugh like a child.

Love is to spend half a day at the weekend making a few good dishes with one's own hands to see him eat; to keep hot water in his coffee cup during the cold winter; to walk down the street with him and let him hold his hand tightly; to sit quietly beside him and gaze happily at the attentive way he works in front of the computer.

He liked to listen to his funny stories about his childhood, and then he burst out laughing.

Love is to listen to the funny stories of his childhood, then smile, and feel more pity for the man who was so mischievous.

Like is to meet him in the corridor, cheerful and he said hello, and then a few simple greetings, brush past the time to see the bright sunshine out of the window, the mood is unjustifiably better.

Love saw him in the corridor, with an expression of indifference on his face, but carefully felt the trembling air as he passed, and could not help looking back

Like to see him and another girl walking hand in hand, a little pain in my heart, but soon will be facing the sun again raised a smile.

Love is a game that can not afford to lose. After giving it all, it may only be a scar carved in the bottom of my heart.

Like a person is to want him to be his own, so you can like many people, want many people are their own.

Love is obviously inseparable from him, but he has to give up him, because he wants happiness, maybe I can not give it. I dare not occupy him, hoping to see him find happiness, even if that happiness is not shared with me.

Love is, hope lonely time, bored, sad time, find someone to speak.

Love is wanting to share it with him at all times, even wishing to give him happiness when he is happy.

Like, when he was not in touch for a long time, he received his phone call and then listened to him with a smile.

Love is, in a few days without contact, anxious to call him, and then refrain from tears and smile.

Like, only when we are together, we can remember each other.

Love, even if it is together, every second is also yearning for him.

Like a person, most of a lot of friends, will also feel happy.

To love a person is more than one person, and it will be uncomfortable for the two person's world.

Like a person, is sweet and greasy. To love a person is to be happy.

Like a person, when you are together, you will be very happy.

When you love someone, you will lose it when you are together.

Like a person, you will not think of your future.

When you love someone, you always look forward to tomorrow together.

Like a person, when they are together, they are always happy.

Love a person, you will often shed tears.

Like a person, when you haven't seen you for a long time, you will suddenly think of him.

Love a person. When you haven't seen him for a long time, you will think of him everyday.

Like a person, when you think of him, you will smile slightly.

Love a person, when you think of him, you will be staring at the sky.

Like a person, you will think he has children, you will like it very much.

One day, when you love someone, you suddenly wonder: what will our children look like in the future?

To like a person is to hope everyone is happy.

I hope that he will be happier when he loves someone.

Like a person, you only need today.

If you love someone, what you expect is forever.

To like a person is to see his good points.

To love a person is to tolerate his shortcomings.

When you stand in front of the person you love, your heart beats faster.

But when you stand in front of the person you like, you just feel happy.

When you interact with four people you love, you will be shy.

But when you interact with four people you like, you will only smile.

When you talk to someone you love, you find it hard to speak.

But when you talk to someone you like, you can speak freely.

When the one you love is crying, you will cry with her.

But when your favorite person cries, you will comfort her with skill.

When you don't want to love another person, you have to close your eyes and hold your tears.

When you don't want to like another person, you just cover your ears!

Like, is a kind of mood.

Love is a feeling.

Like, is a kind of intuition.

Love is a feeling.

Yes, you can stop.

Love never stops

Like a person, especially natural

Love a person, especially calm.

Like a person, sometimes want to be with him.

Love a person, sometimes afraid to be with him.

Like a person, constantly arguing with him.

Love a person, pay for him ceaselessly.

Like a person, I hope he can find himself at any time.

Love a person, hope to find him at any time.

Like a person, always smile for him.

Love a person, always cry for him.

Like, is persistent.

Love is worth it.

Like is like, very simple.

Love is love, it is very complicated.

Like you, but not necessarily love you.

Love you, I will like you very much.

Actually, love and love are just one step away.

But I want to take this step.

Just look at you

I like to take this step.

Or love this step?爱和喜欢

爱是他在的时候，眼睛里只有他一人；他不在的时候，一切都带有他的影子。

喜欢是在深夜看书时突然想起他，想象他现在做什么，心里漾起一阵轻飘飘的温暖，却从不主动给他打电话。几分钟后，注意力又重新被书中的情节吸引！

爱是在寂寞的夜里，思念如潮水般涌来，手里捧着书却怎么也看不进去，心里惦记着他此时是否还在加班，吃没吃晚饭，是不是如自己想着他一般想着自己

喜欢是和他讨论问题争的面红耳赤，各不相让，在他面前像个刺猬一样从不认输，但在心里却早已暗暗佩服他的见地他的才华。

爱是希望他和自己步调一致，和自己心灵相通，他无心说的一句玩笑话也能让自己顷刻情绪低落甚至眼泪汪汪。在他面前，自己是从不设防的。

喜欢是出门在外给他发个短信，告诉他这边的天气很好，然后把手机关掉，独自在异地疯玩一个星期，晒成一个黑人后突然出现在他面前吓他一跳。

爱是无论到哪都希望有他陪伴。可以站在海边给他打手机，让他听听海浪的声音；也可以因为在异乡的街道上看到一个酷似他的背影而愣在原地久久不动。

喜欢是他出差前简单的道一声“一路平安”，看着他离去的背影，心中有一点不舍，却什么也不说，只是默默等待他归来的消息。

爱是他临出差前千叮咛万嘱咐，往他的背包里塞满衣服和食物，在车站要等到火车开走才肯离开。并且在他走后的日子里天天心神不定，一遍遍的祈祷他能够平安归来。

喜欢是在受伤的时候，不想让他看到自己脆弱的一面，在他面前把眼泪悄悄抹掉，转过头依然是一副快乐坚强的模样。

爱是在受委屈的时候，爬在他的胸前痛哭，没有伪装没有顾虑，把所有的烦恼统统告诉他，并渴望从他的怀抱中得到安慰。

喜欢是和他周末逛街逛累了一起吃肯德基；是在寒冷的冬天和他抢一杯热咖啡；是和他并肩走在街上中间始终隔着半米的距离；是陪他一起在电脑前打游戏两个人笑的像个孩子。

爱是周末利用半天时间亲手做出几道好菜满足的看他吃下去；是在寒冷的冬天不断为他的咖啡杯里续上热水；是和他走在街上任由他紧紧挽着自己的手；是在他旁边安静着做着，幸福地看着他在电脑前工作时专心的样子。

喜欢是听他讲自己童年的趣事，然后哈哈大笑，心中涌起一阵莫名的感动。

爱是听他将自己童年的趣事，然后微微一笑，心中更加怜惜眼前这个曾经如此调皮捣蛋的男人

喜欢是在楼道里碰上他，愉快的和他打声招呼，再简单寒暄几句，擦肩而过的时候看见了窗外明媚的阳光，心情无端好了起来。

爱是在楼道了看见他，脸上装出一副毫不在乎的表情，但在擦肩而过时细心感受身边颤动的空气，于是忍不住回头望一眼

喜欢是看到他和另一个女孩牵手走过，心里有一点点疼，但很快会冲着朝阳重新扬起笑脸。

爱是输不起的游戏，付出全部只后，留下的可能仅仅是刻在心底的一道伤痕

喜欢一个人是想要他是自己的，所以，可以喜欢很多人，想要很多人都是自己的。

爱是明明离不开他，却要不得不放弃他，因为他要的幸福，也许我给不了。不敢霸占他，希望看他找到幸福，即使那份幸福不是跟我分享的。

喜欢是，希望寂寞的时候，无聊的时候，伤感的时候，找个人说说话。

爱是，在任何时候都想跟他分享，快乐的时候甚至希望把错有快乐都给了他。

喜欢是，在很久很久没联络的时候，接到他的电话，然后笑着听他说话。

爱是，在几天没有联络的时候，着急得的打电话给他，然后忍住眼泪笑一笑。

喜欢，只有在一起的时候，才惦记着对方。

爱，是哪怕是在一起，每一秒钟也都在思念思念他。

喜欢一个人，多数许多朋友，也会觉得快乐。

爱一个人，是多一个人，都会难受的两个人的世界。

喜欢一个人，是甜腻的。爱一个人，是苦尽甘来的。

喜欢一个人，在一起的时候会很开心

爱一个人，在一起的时候，会莫名的失落

喜欢一个人，你不会想到你们的将来

爱一个人，你们常常在一起憧憬明天

喜欢一个人，在一起的时候永远是欢乐

爱一个人，你会常常流泪

喜欢一个人，当你们好久不见，你会突然想起他

爱一个人，当你们好久不见，你会天天想着他

喜欢一个人，当你想起他，你会微微一笑

爱一个人，当你想起他，你会对着天空发呆

喜欢一个人，你会想他有了孩子，你一定会很喜欢

爱一个人，会有一天，你突然很好奇：将来我们的孩子会是什么样子

喜欢一个人就是希望大家都开心

爱一个人希望他会更开心

喜欢一个人，你要得只是今天

爱一个人，你期望的是永远

喜欢一个人，是看到了他的优点

爱一个人，是包容了他的缺点

当你站在你爱的人面前，你的心跳会加速

但当你站在你喜欢的人面前，你只感到开心

当你与你爱的人四目交投，你会害羞

但当你与你喜欢的人四目交投，你只会微笑

当你与你爱的人对话，你觉得难以启齿

但当你和你喜欢的人对话，你可以畅所欲言

当你爱的人哭，你会陪她一起哭

但当你喜欢的人哭，你会技巧的安慰她。

当你不想再爱一个人，你要闭上眼睛并忍着泪水

当你不想再喜欢一个人，你只要掩住双耳！

喜欢，是一种心情

爱，是一种感情

喜欢，是一种直觉

爱，是一种感觉

喜欢，可以停止

爱，没有休止

喜欢一个人，特别自然

爱一个人，特别坦然

喜欢一个人，有时候盼和他在一起

爱一个人，有时候怕和他在一起

喜欢一个人，不停的和他争执

爱一个人，不停的为他付出

喜欢一个人，希望他可以随时找到自己

爱一个人，希望可以随时找到他

喜欢一个人，总是为他而笑

爱一个人，总是为他而哭

喜欢，是执着

爱，是值得

喜欢就是喜欢，很简单

爱就是爱，很复杂

喜欢你，却不一定爱你

爱你，就一定很喜欢你

其实，喜欢和爱仅一步之遥

但，想要迈这一步

就看你

是喜欢迈这一步

还是爱迈这一步