First, if you know how hard I endure tears, then you know I slap you that slap is absolutely not much.
Second, into my lovesickness door, know my lovesickness bitter, long lovesickness is long memories, short lovesickness is endless.
Third, choose a person you love, not as good as choosing a person who loves you, obsessed with the last injury is your own.
Fourth, all the curtain fell, only I, still waiting for
Fifth, love, is never a thing of the past. I've never been abandoned, never been hurt, how do I know how to love people? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Six, we have all been disappointed, who have been hurt, but life is so, perfect is just a fairy tale. However, everyone has the opportunity not to give themselves regrets.
Seven, the moonlight is so beautiful, I can not sleep; shake off the heart, dry the mood; the dream, one by one drying in the wind yu; far away from you let me so attached.
Eight, only in the time of thought, loneliness is particularly beautiful.
Nine, there is not a heart, will be injured because of the pursuit of dreams. When you genuinely desire something, the whole universe comes to the rescue.
Ten, wife and mom fell into the river, I first save mom, because mom gave me life, I can not find any reason to leave her alone. If the wife did not save up, I can give her again to accompany the burial, in the grave to continue our love.
eleven, the so-called growth, is to force you to a person, staggering hurt, stumbling strong.
twelve, sitting alone under the lamp, I will be your long thoughts condensed into a short poem, that a short poem are illustrated my long thoughts about you.
13, red leaves and yellow flowers in the fall of the evening, thousands of miles to read the traveler. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
14, love you love not enough, just want to accompany you around; hold your hand tightly, with you the wind, frost and rain; the end of the world is no regrets, never give up forever follow; entangled in a long time to the white head, a lifetime with you to keep. I love you for a long time!
Sixteen, I would like to add your happiness and run, willing to work for your happiness and labor. Your smile is my treasure, your fulfillment is my beauty. Dear, may you be happy
seventeen, the old wounds are hurt again, more painful than the memory. But stick it on so you can pretend it only happened once.
xviii, used to be alone, used to loneliness, used to loneliness. But afraid. Fear that all this will happen, escape, keep escaping.
nineteen, beautiful sky, eye-catching you, my eyes only you; warm spring, lovely you, my heart is hanging on you; gentle breeze, far away from you, my heart is thinking of you.
XX, it is because of love to quietly avoid, to avoid is the figure, can not hide is the silent feelings; today I finally drummed up the courage to express my love to you.
Twenty-one, don't always think of people, even if you pay more, people will not need you; don't always pay attention to people, people may have taken you as what alternative.
Twenty-two, heart broken without trace, I touched the sky touched the ground, is not touched you.
It is the barrier of the reef that makes the waves look beautiful
The fiberglass man left a string of footprints on the river, that is the trekker life ellipsis.
Depression is a monotonous paintbrush, which can only paint the future with a layer of gray.
If the woodcutter is afraid of thorns, the ship avoids the wind and waves, and the blacksmith is afraid of sparks, then the world will become another model.
The saddest thing about people is that they cannot overcome themselves.
The happiness of the struggler begins with pain, and the pain of the enjoyer begins with "happiness".
As long as you want to plant the seeds of good memories, you can find the virgin land in your mind. Reclaim it, and start now.
The wisdom and sweat of the climber compose a long poem of faith and will.
Stop struggling and the river is reduced to a pool of stagnant water.
The waves, never accompanied by a small show hiding in the harbor, but always chasing the huge wheel of the struggle forward.
Hard work can make up for the lack of intelligence, but intelligence can not make up for the defects of laziness.
The same spinning car, the wheel does not know how much forward, but the gyroscope is still in the same place.
To overcome difficulties, the brave have a thousand ways, the cowardly only feel helpless.
In the struggle for the cause of the journey, crutches on the road, although difficult to walk, but as long as there is a heart of unrelenting success can be climbed to the peak of the summit.
The mud on the swallow's mouth, don't look at it little by little, can't build a building, but can build a happy nest.
Brick - having stood the test of the furnace fire, it is qualified to become a member of the edifice.
The classic phrase: the waves always open in the way of the sailor.
Leaving the fertile soil of struggle, the seeds of talent will not find the future of spring and fall.
Burying his head and stooping down, all for the sake of striving upward, is not a lack of affection for the sun above his head.
The man with a straight back will not be at the front of the line of climbers after all.
The pine tree stands tall and majestic on the cliffs because it has the inner temperament to stand up to the frost and snow.
Although the blind man has darkness in front of his eyes, he can also develop a bright path under his feet
See the beauty of life in adversity, and don't forget to keep struggling in the midst of hope.
In order to become a tree, the pine tree never to the four seasons of spring outside the greenhouse.
The boat of genius sets sail in the river of sweat.
A walk on the boulevard is not praiseworthy; it is the climb to the summit that is the real pleasure.
Infinite greatness begins with the One.
The life of a flower is short, but it embraces the spring.
The footprints of the past do not add new ones.
Painful memories cannot be washed away by tears, only sweat can wash it away.
When there is no pursuit in the eyes, it must be the time when the heart is as dead as ashes.
The clam is silent when it is under the bitter Shi, and what is offered is finally the pearl.
If the success is compared to the sky, self-learning is the ladder of success.
Instead of revisiting the illusory rose-like dream countless times, it would be better to go to a quiet lake to pick a golden yellow wild chrysanthemum.
The little bird is fond of spring, because it knows that flying is the value of life.
Laziness involves permanent disappointment.
Hope is beautiful, she is fascinating, the pursuit, but hope comes with the wind and waves. The hope of those who want to be comfortable is just a road, a kind of illusion. Only those who dare to fight with the winds and waves, hope
will blossom and bear fruit.
Creek --- in the river of life, your steps forward every moment strumming the strings of the heart of the sea.
Thorns, bumps is to sharpen the will of the pioneers of the rocking compound; difficult and dangerous, is a stepping stone on the path of the pioneers.
Classic quotes: lying in the quilt, do not feel the warmth of the sun.
In order to embark on the road to success, the steel will never regret that the bright steel flowers are abandoned.
The pioneer walks a crooked path, but he leaves a straight and wide trail.
The waves would rather crash to pieces on the reef hill in their way than take a step back.
Even if there is a rock under your footsteps, it will spark, if you take up the hammer and steel.
Only the man with his feet on the ground, the earth is happy to leave his footprints.
The sound of the steel brazier colliding with the stubborn stone is a song of force.
Harvest is the rain gauge of the cause; it gathers every drop of sweat shed by the striver.
The boatman who is greedy for labor-saving, the goal is always downstream.
The secret of a wave that never wilts: always pursue a life of restlessness.
If your heart is already burning, pull it out and use it as a torch when needed.
The persistent climber does not have to compare his image with others to see if he is tall, but to think more about whether his steps are solid.
It is the blockage of the reef that makes the waves look beautiful.
Thoughts are a beautiful loneliness
A mood that can not be suppressed, I use the language of sweetness with you. On the bleak path, put you in the sleep of the smile, carved on the later expect all the time. Just to let you know, once the watch, in the night you do not know, I am so fond of you.
Second, a light sentence miss, carrying much heartache and pleasure, hug a hug to have warmth.
Third, miss a period of time palm prints, hiding in a certain moment, a certain place, miss a stand in the road also stand in the road to let me hold
Fourth, if you have been in, I will always love.
Fifth, a light me, simple, light smile, quiet smiling place to think of the past miss, lively into the atmosphere at the time. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product.
Six, your miss is the wind between the fingers back and forth, is want to touch and take back the hand, is wet in March over the hair of the rain, is seventeen years old late at night to meet the fireflies, is later nowhere to deliver the letter.
Seven, I love the bookmark a thousand times a thousand times there is a feeling, it does not have a beginning and no results, but it is always occupying me, that is, I want to feel you.
VIII, thoughts are a beautiful loneliness, and only in the time of thoughts, loneliness is extraordinarily beautiful. When we regain the memory was intentionally or unintentionally forgotten things, we will miss some of the past or people, which weaves a special kind of feelings, occupying our hearts, which is the thoughts.
Nine, frozen tears, such as meteors falling, shattered who thought. The past dust has been smoked out, and the dream has been blurred face. Kunlun Peak, far away from the lake, flowers blossom flowers full of days, sighing red dust, fall face, heaven and earth. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
X. I will raise my feelings into a migratory bird, chasing the old dream of meeting with you every day. I borrowed the white clouds on the blue sky to tell you: come back, my loved ones!
XI. Destiny is like a palm print in the hand, no matter how twisted, in their own hands.
twelve, miss that kind of pain, will lie dormant in every silent night, will take advantage of people out of guard, sting you.
Thirteen, you have spring and autumn in your eyes, better than all the mountains and rivers I have seen and loved.
Fourteen, the night is densely coated with the universe, in the up and down before and after the left and right are ink in the dark, you no longer know whether you are still continuing to sink, you know is only that heavy, boundless, ink-dyed, dead loneliness. This, perhaps, is the feeling of loneliness.
fifteen, at this moment, I envy that eagle flying in the clouds; if I am that eagle spreading its wings and flying high, not to be able to see your face, not to be able to fly to your side
sixteen, there is a kind of sentiment is called longing. I thought I already knew what is called miss, this feeling in the inner clouds. I was gripped, thought completely clear, want to describe the taste, but found that when I opened my mouth, but can not be described. This kind of sentiment, the heart can mean but words are difficult to convey, a hundred kinds of people have a hundred kinds of taste.
seventeen, mountain spring, like a string, day and night playing the hometown song, with my greetings, flying out of the valley, into the river and the sea, looking for your trail.
18, feelings of this thing has a beginning and an end, there are hand in hand with the breakup, not to mention so many false feelings of separation, even if the two people resisted all the temptations, spend their lives with each other, and then, there is a person will go first, the rest of that, how can I be embarrassed, hand in hand with the sweetness of the short-lived breakup of the pain that is eternal, this is the destiny of mankind.
XX, it turns out that the thoughts of old love is toxic, Acacia beans is the best note.
Gu Cheng 40 lines only when your life is beautiful, the world is beautiful
Gu Cheng, an important representative of the Chinese school of hazy poetry poets, known as the contemporary "only spirit of romanticism" poet. Gu Cheng has a high attainment in new poems, old poems and fables. Gu Cheng began his writing career at the age of 17, contributing to various newspapers and magazines. 1987, he began to travel to Europe for cultural exchanges, and in 1988, he retired to Rapids Island, New Zealand, where he lived a life of self-sufficiency. On October 8, 1993, in his New Zealand apartment, due to a change in his marriage, he strangled his wife, Xie Ye, after cutting her up with an axe and then hanged himself under a tree, and Xie Ye later succumbed to her injuries.
1. I gave my heart to someone else, and I can't get it back; someone else gave it to someone else, and love was passed on.
2. The night gave me a pair of black eyes , but I use it to find the light.
3. How I wish, there was a doorway, in the morning, the sun shines on the grass. We stand, holding our doors and windows, the door is low, but the sun is bright. The grass is bearing its seed, and the wind is shaking its leaves, and we stand, without speaking, and it is very beautiful.
4. You turn silently to one side, facing the night. The depths of the night are dense with lamps. They are always together, and we always say goodbye. Goodbye, for goodbye.
5. When I wanted to be a poet, I lost the poem. I lost myself when I wanted to be a person. When you don't want anything, everything comes as it should.
6. You don't want to plant a flower, you say, I don't want to see it fade a little. Yes, to avoid the end, you avoid the beginning of everything.
7. Having traveled so far, we went in search of a light. You said that it was next to the sea, as beautiful as a kumquat, and that all the children who loved it would grow up in the morning.
8. A man, life can become good or bad; he can live long or not so long; he can be an artist or a sawbuck, there is not much difference. But there is one thing: he must not be disfigured; he must not become a ghost; he must not tell ghosts and lies; he must not wake up and see himself and feel bad about it. A man should live as himself and be clean.
9. Some of the road looks very close, but go down but very far, lack of patience will never go to the head. Life is half reality and half dream.
10. I have a hand, I do not know how to touch you.
11. Silence, like an evening cloud.
12. You should be a dream, I should be a wind.
13. Because you have to be a flower to feel that spring leaves you; if you are spring, there is no departure, there will always be flowers.
14. I would like to be a moon in the daytime, not seeking dazzling glory, not confusing the tide of the world.
15. I have countless golden dreams, lost in the road of life.
16. They believe that the stone will also germinate, will also roughly smile, in the sun and the shadow of the trees, revealing the teeth of kindness.
17. But we still hurriedly miss, because you believe in fate, because I doubt life.
18. In the mountains and the sea, in the water on the shore. Double wood is not a forest, and there is a heart under the field.
19. We went into the night sea to salvage the lost stars.
20. Whether you are by my side or in the sky, think of the corner of the world there is a you, think the whole world has become gentle and stable.
21. People rejected this sadness and raised their colorful shields to the sky.
22. I want to make the world feel happy, but the smile is frozen on my lips.
23. For fear of speaking, I learned to be loquacious.
24. Life is the shining moment, not the process, just as fragrance needs no road.
25. I have never been known by anyone, so I have never been forgotten by anyone. To live in the memories of others is not my purpose.
26. The origin of the stars and the moon: tree branches want to go to tear the sky, but only poked into a few tiny holes, he penetrated the sky light, people call it the moon and the stars. Chimneys are like giants rising up from the flat earth, looking at the earth covered with lights, constantly smoking cigarettes, pondering a kind of who knows what.
27. You look at me for a while and at the clouds for a while. I think you are far away when you look at me, and very close when you look at the clouds.
28. In adolescence, friendship will be used to repeatedly compete, always less simple and casual childhood.
29. I believe that everything is a seed. Only after burial, there is life.
30. I am a capricious child, I want to erase all the misfortune. I want to paint windows all over the earth. Let all the eyes that are used to darkness, get used to light.
31. Life is long, the human world is short. I am in the middle and should rest.
32. You go from this side to that side, you avoid my whole life. You are so far away, you tell my heart to keep going.
33. The one who sticks to it loses it. I lost the poem when I wanted to be a poet, I lost myself when I wanted to be a man. When you want nothing, everything comes as it should.
34. I was suddenly free when I gave up on myself, and I finally understood what it meant to be natural.
35. The world is beautiful only when your life is beautiful.
36. Tired of walking, into the late fall, the temple between the flood of fallen leaves, cover me. How much I want to fall, in the clamor, did not enter the sea of eternity.
37. I need, the wildest wind, and the quietest sea.
38. I like to walk alone on the road, looking at the sun, like a person, more in love with a person walking. Blazing life in the sun, but also in the sun piercing despair.
39. Language is like banknotes, in the process of circulation has been used and dirty and old.
40. Your smile is the smile of the sea embracing the island, the smile of the stars jumping over the waves, and the smile of the coconut tree covering the coconuts. You laugh and make the night run away.