روايات وقصص ضمن Tình Yêu Màu Nắng

Love still prevail. ~~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Dad writes poems? Recite it.” “I don’t remember all of it, but I recall a bit. He said, ‘My love is like colours—as beautiful as pink, that’s how beautiful my love is for you.’ He also said something like, ‘My love is like the colour white—it’s pure… If I ever stop loving you, then it’s red for me.’ I can’t remember the rest, but it was really sweet. I’ll show you when I find it.” “Okay, Mum.” I laughed.

"That was made by my daughter in law. It is called the Recipe of Love." "Oh, I thought it's all about food," Asha said, embarrassed. "It's a recipe of the food called love. Let me read it for you." Then Ella turned her head to Ronjon. "It is also for you, young man." "Thank you," said Ronjon as he smiled courteously. Lastly, Ella smiled at Lily, who nodded with thankfulness. "The Recipe of Love To Love someone, you need: A ton of patience, A truckload of kindness,

•Love-is-Love They crossed the lane together, Hands entwined... Unaware of the stares , The lovers gone blind.... Destined towards freedom, They walked with pride... The Rainbow in their hearts, Glows fierce and bright... Eternal they stand, for all who love, For those who go beyond and for those who want to... Giving a whole new meaning to love and to life, Breaking all the walls, they vibrantly outshine... Though parted by misfortune, Vibgyor held them together...

he asked and I took time to think of a perfect response to his question. "Every man wants a woman who loves him but I don't want a boring type of love, like the typical boy meets girl and in the blink of an eye, they fall in love. I'll prefer it if we start off by fighting, bickering and almost pulling each other's head down rather than just be like the typical boring, I love you, I love you too couples. The idea of driving her crazy to the point of loving me is something that gives me immense joy," I replied to him and he broke into guffaws, attracting unwanted attention.

" ...There's no other There's no other love That I'd rather have, you know There ain't no one There ain't no one else I want you for myself I've been thinking 'bout you lately Maybe, you could save me from this Crazy world we live in And I know we could happen 'Cause you know that I've been feeling you I know you want me I've been thinking 'bout you lately Maybe, you could save me from this Crazy world we live in And I know we could happen 'Cause you know that I've been feeling you I know you want me too I know you want me too Ohh-ooh-oh-oh Pa-pa-ra, pa-pa-ra. " He looked at me. " A combination of pink and red roses. Those colors symbolize the question. " I wrinkled my eyebrows. What questio

Chapter 2 Ye Dil bhi badi kambakht cheez hain Jise ye khona nahi chahti Woh uska hona nahi chahta Jise iski talash hain dilo jaan se pyar hai Ise uska hone se aitraz hain ~Ankita Ghosh (this heart is an idiot whom she wants to be her he doesn't want her and who love her with his everything she doesn't want to be his)

Adhyayan is known for his talent to cook lip-smacking dishes all around the world while Anvesha is the host of an inspiring talk show with one of the reputed channels of the nation. When Adhyayan and Anvesha come together, they take vows to complement each other forever! ❤❤❤ The best part about the sun and the rain is that they are both entirely different yet, complete by themselves. A ray from the sun and a drop of rain complement each other forming a beautiful rainbow of seven colors. The seven colors of rainbow depict love, passion, togetherness, emotions, joy, tears, and eternity!! ❤❤❤ So, let's began the rollercoaster ride of Adhyayan and Anvesha and see if how beautiful their rainbow o

he thought. "I'll do everything just to make you mine again, Blue." Just what the hell happened in the past? … You are my sunlight My moon in the night You make me feel right I love you, alright Reyan looked around the place as he continued to sing. You dye me with your colors And I dye you with mine Baby it's an honor Be loved by you so fine Different types of people... Reyan thought as he plucked his guitar fast. Every time... and everywhere. He thought.

Their love, like the lavender fields, was in full bloom, painting their world in shades of purple and gold. The chapter of this day closed, but their story was far from over. It was an ongoing masterpiece, created with love, painted with moments, and bound by time. A love story between a painter and a historian, a story set in the beautiful lavender fields of Provence, under the radiant Provençal sun. A love story that, like the sun, would rise again with a new day, bringing with it, new moments to cherish and new memories to create.