2, maybe tired, maybe tired, maybe tired, want to use alcohol to let themselves into the dream, but let me in this do not know the years of the night excited a lot, but not happy, which may be the loneliness of loneliness.
3, two people in the love song, two people in the world, you only go half of the journey, leaving me alone to walk alone, my infatuation, whether you will understand!
4, your smile from my thoughts silently slipped, my breath from your fingertips gently slipped, this a bone, this a tenderness, whether we will pine for each other's young heart?
5, the cello sound like a river, the left bank is I can not forget the memories, the right bank is I deserve to hold on to the bright years, the middle flow, is my years and years of faint sentimental!
6, give me a fulcrum, let me pry your heart good? But what makes me sad is that until you leave, you have always refused to give me this fulcrum
7, lonely heart, dancing alone in my fingertips, waving ink into tears of attachment, difficult to tell the heart. The red dust is as illusory as a dream, the dream breaks into smoke, curls of flotsam, Yi Xuan fiddled with the shadow of time, eyes chasing in the world of emotion struggling, you are as illusory as nothing, always let me eyes can not be reached, thoughts of ripples.
8, the past days, written full of empty and barren, so I can not start. Those days are ultimately dead, even to pay tribute can not find a grave.
9, loneliness, have you ever thought, I am here lonely thinking about you, lonely, etc., waiting for you to turn back to the impossible, waiting for you to fade away the frivolity of youth, waiting for you to forest flowers thank you for the spring red, waiting for you to surprise a skimming look at me made of stone bridge, waiting for you to see my five hundred years of sun and wind, wrinkles and gullies.
10, friends are always there to protect you from the wind and rain, if you are far away to bear the wind and snow, and I can not do anything about it, I will also pray, so that those wind and snow fell on my body.
11, I am not always in self-deception, perhaps the world this is not who is who who, I can only compromise, in front of love, bow to loneliness. Originally, love and not love are lonely. Love is more lonely than not.
12, how much helplessness hidden in the heart, how much despair into speechless, and finally the past has become the bottom of the heart of the scars, only they know.
13, there is no withered tears, there is no regret, the person who left simply do not know that is about to be a farewell. With a smile away, is the happiest kind of parting. All the reluctance to leave, left to wait for that person. The day will end, after parting, tomorrow we will meet again? Tomorrow, perhaps the end of the world.
14, the fragility of life and sadness, let a person sigh can also helpless. Pick up these last tears of life, let a person on the life and savor the life and scrutiny.
15, wandering in the lonely school road, although the pace of the heavy, back also depressed. But the heart is full of light worry, a slight melancholy only because there is a vision of life, life expectancy.
16, if there is a future life, I would like to do your sister, even if we can not enter the marriage hall, I can also do you can never part with the relatives!
17, do not because of loneliness, on their own looking for excuses to fall; not because of loneliness, no longer believe in the world's true love; not because of loneliness, on the burial of the original dream.
18, sometimes, feel that the heart has long been dead, but often still hurt. Sometimes, I feel that love has long been barren, but often also tears. Sometimes, I feel that there is no direction, but will still be looking for the exit in the dream. Sometimes, I feel that I have put down all, but I still can't find my way home.
19, the long road of life, the edge of the edge to go, who will patiently escort it to walk the whole program? And who is willing to stay for a touch of sadness in the red dust?
20, perhaps just because of accustomed to loneliness, found that loneliness can also be leisurely, perhaps harvested too much sadness, found that sadness can also be relieved.
21, life is tired, work is tired, make friends is tired, lover is tired, longing for family, or tired. So tired, I do not know what reason I have to live.
22, some stories, in addition to memories, who will not stay; some helpless, in addition to silence, who will not say; some things, in addition to their own, who will not understand.
23, we are too much in love with themselves, two too much in love with their own people, is unable to stay together. When we realized their selfishness, in the days to come, can only love another person to love better.
24, so beautiful season, but in the regret with a light sadness, in the wind shallow taste, in the flow of years shallow scattered.
25, have you ever loved a person, no matter where she is, she is in your heart. Have you ever loved a person like that, no matter where you are, she is in your dream. The soul of the bitter, no time, continuous, uninterrupted suffering, love is very most bitter.
26, I secretly sad, leaving the bustling city, a person guarding the void since its joy self-sufficiency, living a monotonous but regular cold and quiet life.
27, floating clouds thinned out your splendor, a string of cold moon, snickering the long winter night. I keep in the shallow candle shadow, take a bend in the shadow of the moon, the moon shadow like poetry, poetry like your sweet swept through my thoughts of your heart sea, ruffled my heart curtains is your beauty, understand my heart language is your tenderness.
28, cold winds in the interstices, you with the call of the eyes watching the passing of the years, my hobbling mind walking in your poetic pace, scattered a ground of the passing of time. There is always you in your dreams, there is always you in your life, and in the world of word catharsis, your name is still gorgeous.
29, how many unconsciously, mourning between more than a few old face, but when raised eyebrows left behind beautiful, but also a kind of sadness rippling in the fingertips!
30, a person, a world, write a faint line of poetry, planted the seeds of thoughts, waiting for you to come, waiting for you to come! Falling love, mulberry outlet, the earthly world, the edge of the edge, the dark fragrance whisking, the rhyme of the falling flowers quietly buried.
31, a person, a world, write a faint line of poetry, planted the seeds of thoughts, waiting for you to come, waiting for you to come! Falling love, mulberry outlet, the world, the edge of the edge, the dark fragrance, the rhyme of the falling flowers quietly buried.
32, face calm, heart but heartbreakingly difficult, all the injuries are hidden in the deepest part of the heart, no longer want to touch?
33, paralyzed on the floor, facing the ceiling, as if trapped in the cold and can not break free of the cage.
34, life is like this, inevitably there is pain, inevitably there are injuries, whether I ever catch or far away, those things are impossible to leave me, although some things can not look back, some memories can not be combed, some people can only be buried forever.
35, through the eyes, the roadside bustle swaying, K room songs to the fullest, runway lovers chase, falling rain in the gust of wind broken, everything will be this quiet campus, decorated into a mind-blowing bewilderment.
36, looking up at the deep sky, a wisp of sadness spread silently from the bottom of the heart, when the yellowed memories, turned into sad thoughts.
37, men know you love him will not open his mouth to say love you, because he is in the upper hand. Men only self-confidence is not enough time to say to the woman? I love you?
38, I know, time is very busy, it has to be busy to turn us pale, busy to let the children grow up faster, but also busy to send people to the grave.
39, you don't need to say anything, just a gesture, I will be heartbroken; you don't need to do anything, just say two words, I will die.
40, I'm like the lost child, in the feelings of this road for a long, long time, always think that have their own beliefs, have their own direction, on what can be but but in a bloody dusk suddenly found that I do not know when the yellow map lost, and no.
41, the kind of loneliness in the marrow, accompanied by a trace of sadness into the bottom of the heart. Gently and gently fall, as if falling in the scabbed net, want to desperately break free, but more and more tight knot.
42, time did not wait for me, is that you forgot to take me away, we are so lost in the strange wind and rain, from the sky to the other side, two to forget.
43, the night, is so long, a touch of loneliness, dead winding, guarding a window of cold, will be y buried into the long hair, full of heart secretly sent in the scenery across the river, folded a wave of sorrow for the introduction of a cup of wine, with the three thousand zhang of the moonlight, drink up the loneliness and sadness of the sadness of the idle.
44, never forget, wasted time, a thousand turns, only for that eternal moment in life. Sea vow, only for a hurried shoulder rubbing, the road through the years, the rain lingering, looking forward to is another kind of silk weaving tenderness, no regrets.
45, we who will not be who is who, I know, this is the reality, we are powerless to change anything, just how can the heart of the sadness can be covered up?
46, the road of love, was paved with the pain of longing, words as deep and shallow footprints, a lifetime, a lifetime of love, look off the end of the world, alone in the bleak. Just want a lifetime of happiness melted in your life, life and death, never leave each other, how can the sky does not do together, the past dispersed, broken shadow flying, I and you, strangers like the end of the world, difficult to become a double.
47, you said later to find a good for themselves, do not be too good for others. But always can't help but think, with reservations love or love?
48, we are like a needle on the surface, constantly turning, one side turning, one side watching the time rush away, but can not do anything.
49, a person walks long, it will be easy to feel tired; drifting for a long time, the feeling of loneliness is very easy to surge on the tide of the heart; more disillusioned, ** will be imprisoned in the narrow soul.
50, your beauty, bloom into the warmth of the sun in this season, your smile, fade all the sadness in this season. The rhythm of life, turning into a grain of dust in the sea, my hand, holding your heart, into the pulse of the season.
51, keep admonishing yourself, from now on to forget you, no longer think of these heartbreaking things. I'm not going to stop telling myself that I'm going to reject you and all the things that are related to you.
52, like water years, crushed the knot of thoughts, from now on, I use the heart and pen to write down the long wait, tracing the traces of the flow of years, coated with the color of the years. Pale love, can not see the romantic story, such as shuttle time, write not finish the two love look at each other's despair and helplessness.
53, when turned into a piece of boundless nothingness, a sigh, you can forget the blossoms of the beautiful, forget the noise of the world.
54, if the memories like steel hard then I should smile or cry, if the steel like memory corrosion that here is a happy city or ruins?
55, when you are lost in the crowd, only their own stand in place, do not know where to go, when standing in a square, only they understand their own shadow is lonely, everything, only they can experience.
56, I will not be used to run for my own life, I want to grab the end of the line to save the extremely precious things for me, my own life at this moment has no meaning.
57, thoughts roaming through the sea of memory, smoke waves spread into disaster, a lifetime of love, in the dream years wandering, wandering. Some love, destined to float a dream, turn into dust, once obsessed with love, scattered to the ends of the earth, the heart but, unwilling to leave.
58, unfaithful people are poor, they do not mean unfaithful, they are afraid of loneliness. It takes a lot of a lot of love to be a person to be faithful to another person.
59, learn to give up, in tears before turning away, leaving a simple back; learn to give up, will be buried in the bottom of the heart yesterday, leaving the best memories; learn to give up, so that each other can have a more relaxed start, bruised love is not necessarily engraved in the heart.
60, what are you doing? I'm looking up at the sky. What is the degree of looking up? It's the angle at which I miss her. Why do you have to raise your head to degrees? In order not to let my tears fall
61, some people spend their lives in pursuit of their dreams, but always be destiny gently kicked on a foot, had no choice but to return to the original way, quietly guarding the fate of the hate life.
62, the past y continue to copy the good in the heart, so that the memory of the footsteps are still firmly forward, the taste of thoughts, flying in the cold wind, miss the thoughts, in the leaves of the traction of the light dance flying?
63, like in the early hours of the morning to listen to a song with a story, the sadness crushed, along the tip of the pen slipped, floating in the text. In the eyes, tears broke the dike, along the amplitude of the fall should be, ripples on the face.
64, light ink, always contains a strong sentiment, I will pick for you the flowers of happiness, in your life, in your life, so, quietly walk through the journey of a lifetime, with a smile, with happiness, with endless lingering, without leaving any helplessness and regret!
65, the world is floating, the prosperity of the end of the night, the night withered, returned to the dust. It's crying, it's painful, it's giving up, it's not giving up, you're still gone in the end!
66, openly looking back, these have become old things, can only be fixed in memory, in those words and phrases of her words and phrases of deep love for you in the language, I am so gorgeous language are pale and powerless.
67, the sky birds, is your loneliness more than me, or my sadness more than you, the rest of the time, you accompany me, OK, so you do not lonely, I will not be sad.
68, is it only lonely people will be in every noisy time, secretly sad past, quietly melancholy future?
69, without you, my world is only left with loneliness, curled up in the corner of the cold bed, and then wine a cup after a cup to drink, drink to the headache like about to blow up, drink to the whole body numb, drink to vomit. Then hug yourself as hard as you can, so pale and weak.
70, lost love, like an hourglass, and tears and heartache, is that trickle of sand, every thought of turning over, will cause a dike.
71, if time flows back, can you choose that a trace of tenderness? If time goes back, what can I do for you? If I don't let go, can you still remember me after many years? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. What if? The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to do it.
72, although the world is dangerous, but always willing to believe that everyone has their own vulnerability. Need others with the heart to comfort, and for which all, I know I'm very stupid, just I can not afford to change themselves.
73, you go, with all my love gone, just a sentence to break up, I held back tears looking at your back, so I want to finally hold you once, so I want to say to you once? I love you?
74, the commitment has not been said, the relationship is no longer, the tears have not yet fallen, has forgotten the emotion, the original is really nothing, perfect worthy of our life to insist.
75, tonight by the fence alone look at each other, snap your fingers in a flash, the falling flowers by running water, people have been empty building, hand read the yaoqin, messed up the sound, the tune is difficult to continue, the past has become a lonely geese, fly alone.
76, but you love a person, even torture is also a kind of happiness initially in love is the best, and later will become bad. Do not squander love, love is exhausted.
77, the hustle and bustle of the mortal world and bright, worldly pleasures and happiness, like a bright stream, in the wind, in front of my eyes, Milky Way, warmth as spring water gushing out, I have no extravagant expectations, I just want you to be happy, do not mourn.