Descriptive Sayings Novels & Stories

I still like you very much, like a mountain and flowing water, it is difficult to find a friend. I still like you very much, just like the sound of a coke tail, incomparable momentum. I still like you very much, just like chess pieces, fighting each other. I still like you very much, it's like fighting on the battlefield, and the smoke is everywhere. I still like you very much, like a patchwork of black and white, all deliberately. I still like you very much, just like a charming book, keep it in my heart. I still like you very much, like a book in the palm of my hand, full of affection.

She was interesting indeed. “Okay.” Everyone quickly started playing, starting from left to right. “One word is worth a thousand in gold.” “Blue-blooded nobility.” “Professing love for something one actually fears.” “Old but still full of vitality.” “Full of vitality, relaxed and refreshed.” “Pleasing…” Xavia started but was suddenly at a loss for words. What idiom could she come up with? “Pleasing to the ears? Cheerful and pleasing to the eye?” The young gentry in the navy blue suit said, “Miss Xavia, those are not really idioms.”

She pulled back and gave me a confused expression. "Mr. Day how is 'Love' a bad word?" she asked tilting her head a little "Miss. Dream I said No Swearing!" I shouted at her. She sighed and said "Okay fine. How is 'like like' a bad word?" "What is 'like like'?" I said putting air quotes. "Thats what some people would say. It's another way of describing your bad word without saying the bad word. " she replied moving her hand, as if it was an obvious answer.

“Say it like you mean it.” “I’m important!” I cry out, my voice stuttering. The pressure between my legs makes it hard to focus, my pussy clenches around him, and I come, my thighs shaking again. Kingston pulls out for a moment then slams in again, his pace guided by my words. “I’m worth it, I’m desirable, I’m yours..” I whimper, the last one being my favourite in existence. “I’m sorry I doubted that.”

"Oh I see that's nice and I would you describe Hawthorne so far you've been here in one sentence" "One sentence?”

Eyes that say more than silence ever could. ---

He joked and took my free hand gently. A moment later, we were strolling in silence. It wasn't the kind that was awkward, it was peaceful. He pointed things out as we went; a dog doing backflips, a girl blowing bubbles, a couple arguing over matching tattoos. "You're really bad at describing people." I teased. "You said that guy has 'aggressive eyebrows'. What does that even mean?" "I'm just saying what I see, Mia cara. You need to more creative." "Oh, do I?!"

Superb. Peerless. That one stuck to my mind. Iron to a magnet. It did because it is the wrongest way to describe me. Because I have people to say hey at me from the window or wink across the class. People to give hugs and get hugs from, and people to practice those elaborate handshakes that I finally learnt.

"Umm, hello it's me! So, how was it?" "Okay I'm hanging up now" I tease, before I sigh dramatically. "Oh Gabe, it was justmyhe's just sowowgood." His pretty little mouth pops open, and he blinks a few times. "Wow, you got it so bad you can't even string one sentence together." I sigh again, gushing girlishly. "It was soyou know what? I don't want to compare it to anything else. It will just jinx things."

Even though she was past 40, her face was still capable of that. Her crying filled the everyone’s gazes with dissatisfaction and disdain toward Jian Jianan again… Translator’s Notes A camel that starves to death still looks bigger than a horse (瘦死的骆驼比马大) A Chinese saying meaning that, despite one being challenged or in trouble, it still contains more power and ability compared to another.