Fallen sentence

1. Many times we don't need reason, reason makes us hesitate, let us miss our love. Many people don't know each other, but how can they be unintentional, or face separation. In the infinite whiteness, I look forward to the vastness of the darkness, and I choose to cry in the night and stay up all night. I know that only the night does not disappoint the tears that contain my tears, and you all selfishly abandon me. I want to forget you, but I know that I am deceiving myself. Therefore, my pain really does not hurt.

2. Recall that once it has become a thing of the past, bits and pieces are gradually blurring in the eye. Finally, as the tears spread, they evaporate in the pores and in the moist air. Reaching out, let the snow outside the window fall into the palm of your hand. It was cold in an instant and disappeared a little bit. The sad laughter echoed in the snow in the night sky. No echo, no response. No thoughts. Through the barrier of snow, I want to recall something. Just discovered. In the end, I didn't miss anyone. This is a lonely loneliness than loneliness.

3. I remember that at that time, our hearts were clean and there was no dirt. The sun in the setting sun always sprinkled on us, let us feel the last warmth of the day. We always hope that time can be stagnant at this moment, forever. forever and always. However, contrary to expectations, we have lost each other in the inadvertent time, permanently disappearing in their own sights, nowhere to find, only the memory and mourning of the past. I know that in the long rivers of the years, we are very reluctant to play the role of ordinary folks, drifting in the waves, fascinating the direction, unable to control themselves.

4. Even if I am eager to exchange for it, I am only ruthlessly turning around.

5. Sighing and sighing, the sorrows are sorrowful, and the folds become a glimpse of the sound of a slap in the face.

6. The passing years have eclipsed our faces and erased many hidden memories. In addition to that beautiful encounter, they have been engraved in the heart. Many good past events are blurred at the end of the night. Falling in this flowing rain.

7. Plum blossoms fall, leave the fragrance to stay, add a sad feeling. Pick up the flowers, bury the woods, and bloom in the autumn.

8. Every memory has a password. As long as the time, place, and character combination are correct, no matter how long the dust is sealed, the scene will be picked up again in the forgotten. You may say, "Isn't it all gone?" In fact, the past is only time, you still can't escape, remembering the fate of smiling or sad, the fate is called "incompetence."

9. It’s just a pass away, why should you remember so clearly...

10. When you know me, I don't know you. When you like me, I know you. When you fall in love with me, I like you. When you leave me, I fall in love with you. . .

11. Looking at the cold rainy night, there is nowhere to be lonely, and the eyebrows are lowered, and Wansi is sad. Who wants to quietly touch the lonely soul for me.

12. At dusk in July, the rain stopped, there was no beautiful view of the setting sun, and only the irresistible and indelible sorrow was still growing in the heart, and the haze of the day was not completely exhausted. The triviality of life occupies too much space. Maybe tomorrow, the tiredness of the day will wipe out the sorrow at this time, and the fog will be scattered. It will be a sunny day with sunshine and sunshine. Lush, comfortable and incomparable...

13. The flowers from Rose are not fragrant, missing a person, missing a wound, not crying, not talking.

14. If. All scars can heal. in case. All the sincerity can be exchanged for the true meaning. in case. All believe can be sustained. in case. All emotions are perfect. in case. Still able to meet in a certain city. Simple smile. Slight happiness. Cozy embrace. How good it is. But it's really just if.

15. If there is still, I will not choose this way...

16. What kind of time is it. It can change everything, take everything away, and leave everything behind. Yesterday it seems to be still in sight, but today it is quietly passing. Our lives are always so limited, those young people who belong to you and me are also It’s so embarrassing. I didn’t notice it when I was there. I had already seen it before, and I realized that I had ruined that good time. The years are still there, the moment the meteor crossed, but I forgot to silently make the humble wish in my heart.

17. Who will still be in his dreams, as in the beginning, leaving too much concern; who will still be in the thoughts, as in the beginning, day and night, night and night, tears towel.

18. Hearing such a story, in ancient Greek legends, couples put the ring on the other's middle finger because they believed that there was a blood vessel that went straight to the heart. So the meaning of the ring is to promise. But how many loves in the world can kill and die, and how much love can last forever. So what you are jealous is not necessarily your favorite, and you who love you the most may not marry you. How many lovers can't walk into each other's life, they can only meet in the afterlife, and how many men and women have gone through love, into marriage, but will not again

19. Cherish each other's efforts.

20. Text, newsletter, phone, online message. I started to let some people fade out of my life. I don't believe what the world can do forever. You are not mine, I am not yours. My heart is so small, there are not many people I can meet, and there are only a few that can be paid. The gentleness that remains in memory will eventually be lost to the usual happiness. Even if it is just a small light spot, we can only see it in front of us, then simply live, the difference is just the heart.

21. The flowers flow from the drifting water, the snow and ice of the day, the desolateness of the day, the gears of fate, have already turned, and in this way, wandering in the world. Do not argue with others, nor do you want to be jealous.

22. Hey, fascinated, time stagnate, and the passing of the year. In this quiet time, what do we prove our existence? In the limited flow years, who is willing to stop and count the sadness... The living person lives alive sadly because of the dead. But who is sad for the sad living? The memories have already settled in the quiet time. Looking back, the same is true.

23. Fall in love with loneliness, used to use words to soothe all the scars, always want to find all kinds of past in the text, but I am afraid to think of it, afraid that those once will become the testimony of my loneliness today, so I am in The line of learning to forget and "continuing memory" is constantly embarrassing, and eventually lost yourself and tomorrow.

24. On the way to life, give yourself a smile, you should feel your own pain, walk along, look at the world flower blossoms, thank you, scorn time, bit by bit, look back, my life story, but also with the time drunk but countless Old, in the end, only left the memory of the lonely, beautiful in the world of reincarnation, the tides and tides, life is a joy of geometry?

25. As the days passed, my heart was buried in the dust, flying in a corner, falling. Final precipitation until clear and transparent. In this quiet time, keep a glimpse of the shallow feelings and wait for the passing of life.

26. Deep and fibrillated, the soul is also slender, too much in the past, I recorded it in my words, the book is engraved in the article, decorated with tears, closed with paper, broken, and looking forward, past and present, Season after season, it is desolate.

27. The rain has not stopped yet. I can't say that it is annoying, because people are full of emotions, let alone this is a world? It wants to cry, what do I resist, or what do I take to stop? I can't break the clouds. Let the sun shine in? Not to mention that I don't have this ability, even if there is, what kind of power should I stop?

28. Implied meaning, holding a hazy, windy and light, I am already tired, cool night, enlightenment, worldly dust, with a sweet fragrance, reading the vicissitudes of life in the last trace of dim, condensed at the fingertips, through the long The cloister, all the chaos, clearing the shadows, as the past half of the world is still cool, how much cold is difficult to relieve? Years, how many springs to spend?

29. I had to borrow a future for my stay. The wounds of the past are annihilated with the rain today, and are dissipated with the time and space of today. Tomorrow's time and space, I want to change into a beautiful cloud, heaven and blood!

30. Walking through the red dust, facing the ups and downs of life journey, I always want to calm myself, I want to be dull, I want to be chic, I want to be detached, I want to grasp myself, I want to keep a pure feeling, and let me face the outside world. I want to quietly appreciate the gentleness of the evening, the quietness of the green shade, the melodious frogs... The real pain is behind the smiling face, the tears that are not known, the pretense of being strong, let us stand up in the crowd It is not clear that the crowds are dissipating, and nobleness and dignity have fallen to the ground in the desolate, only the fragments of the land have been put together to form the inner loneliness. It took a long time to discover that it was originally a wine of our life. Only through the brewing of time can we give off the sweet smell of sweetness. It’s painless and unhappy, no pain, no sweetness, no life.

31. On the way, we know that the best love is for two people to be partners with each other. Don't bind, don't entangle, don't possess, don't want to dig from the other side to the meaning, it is something that is destined to fall. And it should be, we two people, standing side by side, look at this lonely world.

32. Just at the age of this embarrassment: I started to care about my parents, but I didn’t want to say anything; I wanted to spend more time with my parents, but I was more eager to sit in front of the computer; I knew that my parents wanted to talk to themselves, but they didn’t know their topic. How to pick it up; seeing that parents are getting older, but still impatient with their obsolescence. I am always in my heart, but still bring them to the bottom.

33. A person is not alone and wants a talent to be alone.

34. There are some roads that can only be taken by one person.

35. The farthest travel is from one's own body to one's own heart, from the heart of one person to the heart of another.

36. Those things that can be recovered have never been lost; those that have been lost may never have been. I started reading the light and started writing this letter to you. I want to tell you: I love you, only love you. However, we have to be separated for the time being. I want to go alone to complete the travel you promised. I want to see forever for both of us.

37. When one person ignores you, don't be sad, everyone has their own life, no one can accompany you all the time. Don't be too good for a person, because you will eventually find that after a long time, that person will get used to it, and then treat everything you do as a matter of course. In fact, you know that the most despicable but the feelings, the coolest is just the human heart.

38. I love you, I don't necessarily love. If you don't love me, I don't love it. Even if you love, give yourself a time limit. When the time limit comes, you will die. I am a good man, why bother to plant in a hopeless love?

39. No matter how happy you are, there will always be a person’s name that will make you lose your smile right away.

40. Turn yourself into dust and settle in this red dust. The end of the earth is a distant place that I can't watch, and the flowers on the other side are the eternal I can't perceive. In the midst of the lost years of ignorance, the childlike smile is no longer there. Put your emotions in your heart and don't let the words follow the heart and pain. So, who or who, don't hurt for me.

41. Once upon a time, I thought I found the happiness I wanted, but when I gave my unreserved effort, I realized that it was always my wishful thinking.

42. I once asked a person: If I am insomnia, then the world will follow insomnia. At least I will. She answered it innocently. If this is the case, then how can she know when I will lose sleep and when I will wake up again. If you can choose, I

43. I would rather sleep without sleep. Or, go to sleep all the time. Woke up and sleep, sleep and wake up, it is too tired.

44. I often warn myself not to touch the scars that have healed, and remind myself that it will hurt and hurt more than once. After so many years, it should be put down and relieved. But can I forget the song I love? I will never forget it, even if it will bring back the sadness of memories, even if it will collide with the fragile soul, I will not back down because it has cultivated my sentiments and given many strengths. It also gave me the opportunity to vent my emotions. Sadness always comes so suddenly and unprepared. I strongly discourage the spread of sorrow, hoping not to feel the feeling of heart sadness. But my eyes still overflowed with tears, crystal clear, and gently slipped down the thin cheeks, I deeply realized this cold from the inside out, a painful and full of sorrow and grief. I seem to have fallen to the abyss and cannot save myself. The rain outside the window is getting louder and louder, interrupting my thoughts of flooding for a long time. The mood in the rain is really rare. It falls to my heart, slow, light and soft, and my thoughts gradually recover. Calm.

45. Immersed in a long-standing song, it is more like a true portrayal of the past. In such a quiet environment, listen carefully, carefully collect the happiness that once belonged to you and me, and the joy of bit by bit, and bring together the mood of the moment. The beating notes evoke the heartbeat of many years ago, my heart flies with you, and walks along the tree-lined path, as if back in time.

46. ​​A touch of ink, shallow whispers, tears of tears, tears, can not complain a few bitter cold, moonlight galaxy, fallen leaves, rain, drink a cup of turbid wine, break the intestines, who is crazy who is crazy This situation is closed at this time.

47. Unclear the vibrations of the soul, or the reason for falling in love, those excuses to smother themselves, but still deeply wounded.

48. Play a red street light game with yourself. Red light, turn. Green light, go straight. Go aimlessly and see where the city will eventually push itself. Locking yourself in a small steam room is like testing the limits of the soul's grief. A few degrees of suffocation, or forced to continue to support. I have been prescribed by myself not to cry. Then Ann Anxin told himself that the liquid in the eyelids is not a teardrop, but the water vapor that condenses in the smog in the smog.

49. Many times, we said that we put it down. Actually, we didn’t really let go. We just pretended to be very happy, and then we touched the scars alone in the still corner.