ivy's love for a tree (2025) Tablo Tahira Quliyeva tarafından

Today is July 3rd, I finally finished your portrait. Your portrait is very beautiful. But your eyes are very sad. Sad eyes are even more beautiful. Because the tears that flow from them fall into your heart, wash it and purify it. I know you would really like your tears to flow into the heart of the person you love. Let their heart be washed, and love will be born in them. The lips smile slightly, wanting to be happy. False love of ivy for a tree The leaves are like a heart, but there is no love in them. In order to live itself, it hugs the tree tightly. The tree withers, longing for the touch of the sun on its neck. near the heart Bitter cold Sweet poison You haven't tasted it, so how did it get into your blood? You never knew, so how did it get into your heart? Artist, draw my portrait. Don't pull the ivy there. Draw a flower and a pearl touching your neck Draw a hand on your heart Draw a person I love there Draw me a white dress May it remain perfect until the end Cover me From the cold From the heat My most faithful friend who never leaves me, uvo zavut pechal My faithful friend, pechal Give me your hand We will walk this path together Perhaps we will meet love and joy along the way Ten minutes of happiness in twenty-four hours The 10 minutes of happiness that are stolen from you are not given to you Grief and long reflection make a person wise A well-trained mind and experience help a person make wise decisions The advice of a foolish friend destroys a person Time will tell whether the decision was wise or not True love is a mark on the heart But when you return to earth, it will be gone... So don't be afraid of losing the person you love, if he is yours, he will never leave you If he leaves, Let him go, he's not yours. Respect yourself and leave this cold place. If you stay there, you'll freeze very hard. If you stay there, you'll lose your pride. And you'll be humiliated... Respect yourself, don't approach those who run away from you and hide. It's very strange that his name has the letters of my name. It seems like this is my end. Look, this is the end. Author: Kavrailova Takhira. I cut off the hand that touches the heart at the neck. I never forgive betrayal.