Some beautiful sentences, beautiful sentences

1. He is a sick child and no one is willing to play with him. Until the first snow, he piled up a little snowman. He asked: "Can I hug you?" The little snowman asked: "Why?" He said: "Because I like you." The little snowman silently plunged into his arms. The next second, he heard the little snowman gently in his ear and said: "I am going through the four seasons, just melting in your arms, thank you for your love with me."

2, walking in the boundless years, the wind blowing my hair from time to time, unconsciously, the flowers bloom and fall a few years, the long road of life, have you, have me. The past of the dusty heart flutters in memory, and the mind is swaying, rushing into the tide, rising and falling.

3, if you can, I really want to travel with you; perhaps in a certain, undeveloped desolate island; perhaps in a certain, famous cultural ancient city; record each other's smiles along the way, and belong to our scenery; eat together Breakfast, lunch, dinner, watching the sunset; maybe not eating well, but still for each other, wipe the grease on the corners of the mouth; the scenery is not beautiful, it is not important, the important thing is - you are with me.

4. From now on, you can only be good to me alone, to spoil me, not to lie to me; to promise everything to me, you must do it; every word that I speak must be true. Do not lie to me. Hey, care about me; when others bully me, you have to come out to help me in the first time; when I am happy, you have to be happy with me; when I am not happy, you have to make me happy, you have to see in your dreams. I am only in my heart.

5, beautiful songs, still elegant and beautiful, beautiful life, but can not bear to look back. Acquaintance is so strange and familiar; the intersection is so harmonious and rich. Beautiful life will always be somewhat incomplete, some helpless, obviously care about it but dare not care; obviously mind is thinking, thinking, but dare not to admit; clearly there seems to be such a person, but can only endure pain Hidden in my heart. Perhaps it is lost beauty.

6, like to look up to the sun on a sunny day, squinting with a single loop, I miss a person, or he is reminded by phone that the sweetness of love, nothing, life should be so, lively and exquisite, not rough monotonous. Words, music, quiet keyboard sounds, it seems that the time of life is so warm flowing. The rogue is the song, which is deposited in the bottom of the heart into a row of poetry, line by line, a paragraph, warm as honey.

7. Silly boy, let go of the person who used to be in your heart, open your heart to face the whole world, accept the possible happiness, discover the beauty of the world, cherish the people who should exist in your life, and guard the appearance of your life. Those trajectories. Go back and look at the people behind you. Silly children, life and love are not fairy tales, let go of the heart, to see a person in life is more simple and happy than to miss a person who only lives in the impression.

8, that night, I listened to a chanting sing, not for enlightenment, just to find your breath. In that month, I turned all the rounds, not for the excess, just to touch your fingerprints. That year, I long embraced the dust, not for the Buddha, but only for your warmth. That time, I rummaged through the 100,000 mountains, not for the afterlife, but only for the road to meet you. At that moment, I flew into a fairy, not for a long life, just to give you peace and joy.

9, love, such as a desolated leaf, hanging on the tall sycamore tree, a poem of love, through the time and space to float to us! Staring at the tall sycamore trees beside the road, the leaves fluttered in the wind, passing through the red dust and smog, reflecting the historical vicissitudes of life, half of the fragrance is sweet and fragrant, and half is sad.

10, I have asked what is love, what is helpless, speechless relative, I seem to understand; want to love, can not love, do not dare to love, what is this feeling? Can it be sweet, sour and bitter? What kind of feelings are this all overwhelming and fragmented? The most hurtful thing in the world is the feelings, but people can't be ruthless, and it's impossible to be unrequited. In this way, thinking and thinking in my mind; worrying and happy in my memories; loving and hating in the red dust, hurting and hurting in the world...

11. May the people in love in the world, in the changing circumstances of the years, cherish love, know how to love. Always for the lover: Less support, give a freedom; avoid a little bit, more tolerance; blame a little, add a little care; reduce a little cold, pay a inch of gentleness. I often pray silently in my heart, wishing my lover to be safe and auspicious.

12, in fact, very reluctant to travel, in fact, very eager for the moment of happiness, but the feelings are like the sand in his hand, slowly, slipping away along the fingers. In fact, no one is right or wrong, loved, cherished, happy, happy, and regrets no longer exist!

13, the love of dreams, and the love of reality is a world of difference, love, not just flowers and romance, love, not just sweet words and honey words. Love, is the rice, oil and salt sauce vinegar tea, love, is the symphony played by the pots and pans! Love is full of the smell of soot. Love, will often be disturbed by the hustle and bustle of the day! The sky of love, sometimes lightning and thunder, the wind whistling!

14, love, is a cup of rich coffee, fragrant mixed with too much lyric bitter! Love is a pot of old wine, the longer the day, the more patient! Its sweetness, purity, and pungency are always memorable! Keep up the age!

15. Love, from life, love itself, can not be separated from real life. It will experience, grow and sublimate in ordinary life, thus enriching one's own emotions, letting love reach the highest spiritual realm, enhance the quality of love, and carry forward the power of love!

16. Love is bitter. When love wanders, when love is lost, struggling in sorrow, under the window of the rainy night, lingering in the heart is still the edge of the line. At all times, you should be kind to those who love you and those you love. This is the noble character of personality. There will always be a kind and tolerant heart, then love will remain in the heart for a long time. It’s a long way to go, crying and laughing is called love. Love is beautiful and intoxicating.

17. Love is an old and enduring topic. How many infatuated children in the river of love are happy from happiness to desire, from sweet heart to depression and awakening, painstakingly feel the true meaning of love, the vicissitudes of love.

18, there is no love between life and death, there is no love for life, but there is a constant concern in our hearts. We are the most familiar strangers in the world. I am used to the feelings of a lot of wind and snow, love can not be maintained, always feel that this feeling is erratic.

19, Wutong, let people witness their loyal love, because it never fell in the wind and rain. Every dusk stands alone in the lonely place, but it still waits for this old love without regrets.

20, acquaintance know each other, like the flower buds are beginning to appear, the buds of the young buds are tender and full of green stalks, carefully swaying in the sun, there is a little less trouble. Love is like the most beautiful time of a flower, shy and beautiful, full and blooming, warm and happy to receive the touch of the sun, like a woman who is loved by happiness.

21, the love of two people warmed up to the madness is nothing more than a flower when the most brilliant, after the splendid is the ruin. Different from a flower, love is only a season, and if it fades, it will not be born again. The flowers are different, and there will be a year after the decline. In the coming year, there will be more beautiful flowers that are more beautiful than this year.

22, childhood is a dream, dream of a bridge of grandmother; childhood is a bridge, and then the road of the future; childhood is the road, so that we are far from childhood. Childhood is the wind, blowing the clouds; the childhood is the cloud, the rain of the new year; the childhood is the rain, the first flowers are nourished; the childhood is the flower, accompanied by me watching the sunset.

23, love God's good and beautiful lies, inscribed the cherished luck on the way to love, saved the continuation of love, restored the festival and health, filled the reputation of love, spread the eternal and happiness of true love.

24, love, is the soul of everyone. Love is an emotional dependence in people's hearts. Love is a part of one's life. Love is the sunshine of life and can warm your loneliness! Illuminate your sorrow!

25, looking at the sporadic flower buds grow up little by little, shy little bit bloom, always inexplicably linked it with love, no, is connected with his love. From acquaintance to know each other, develop into love, and then spread to the later quarrel and break, and leave, is not like a flower blossom process?

26, long-lasting love, it is necessary to use a lifetime to support! It needs to be pampered with sincerity! Take care of the truth! Although, love, always makes you happy to make you worry, love, always let you worry about you. Although, love, sometimes it will make you feel sad, hateful and confusing, painful!

27. Love is beautiful. People who are intoxicated in love often lose their way; ignore the shortcomings and imagine each other as angels and Chubit, the kind of heart-like beauty, and feel that every snow in the snow is warm and charming. .

28, if you are happy and sad, think of the same person, then the most perfect, if not the same person, I advise you to choose to spend the sadness with her. Your happiness, there are too many people to share, not necessarily a lover, if the days are happy, you are also very good. Sadness, but not many people can share with you, can share, is the person you most want to be close and cherish.

29. True love is acceptance, not tolerance; support, not domination; condolence, not questioning; true love, apology should also be apologized. Be considerate and considerate. To admit mistakes, it is also necessary to correct mistakes; true love is not gazing at each other, but looking together in the same direction. In fact, love is not looking for a perfect person. Instead, learn to use a perfect eye and appreciate a person who is not perfect.

30. When we look back, the precipitation may not be just memories. Those things like the wind, those years like songs, are floating in the thoughts of the world. If you have it, you should cherish it; after all, if you miss it, you can't find it again. I hope that all lovers in the world will be married.

31. Although the end of the world is far away, the feelings are related, and the red dust, this situation is waiting. The moon is sentimentally sentimental, and a thousand rounds of rewards are rewarded. Only the wings of dreams can be turned into dreams, let the dreams continue. Months, softly sprinkling the entire window, the wind, gently licking the hair, people, quietly sitting in front of the stage.

32, you are like a cup of tea, light taste, full of fragrance, I want to drink a cup; you are like a flower, with a lingering, fresh charm, I want to approach you; you are like a bay, quiet and gentle, quiet around, I I want to swim.

33. Some shackles are self-set; some unfortunately are destined. In the heart, do we leave a piece of land for the warmth. We walk in life, look at different landscapes, and encounter different strangers. Some people just met and looked at each other in a hurry. Some people will spend some time in their hearts and bring warmth to each other. That is the most beautiful kind of encounter, leaving the rest of the life to think about it repeatedly...