Two, I do not want a short period of warmth, as long as you are accompanied by a lifetime.
Third, a thousand mountains **** bright moon, want to blow the purple bamboo xiao, remember the past for the tune.
Fourth, a drop of water to moisturize a flower, a ray of sunshine to light up a piece of hope.
Fifth, you are my life can experience, the deepest feeling!
Six, the love for you became dependent on you, but you pushed me away hard.
Seven, I like the romance, like you hold my hand, walking in the rain.
Eight, the so-called one person's departure, is another person's memory blank.
Nine, holding a dream of your heart to sleep, with want to see your heart to wake up.
Tenth, no one can be like you, the knit brows are cast my good.
Eleven, meet you is the arrangement of fate and love you is I can not help.
Twelve, life is their own, do not live in the eyes of others and saliva.
xiii, mature is to strangers, childish is to like people to see.
xiv. More tired, more bitter, more pain, but also just for you to like me.
XV, obviously heart is very tired, but also every day, pretend to smile especially happy.
XVI, each shouting weight loss sister, have a mouth that can not stop.
Seventeen, the rain is still falling, you and she played an umbrella, and I am in the rain for you.
xviii. One day you will meet the person you really like, and his other half.
xix, in this overwhelmed age, as if everything is so unsatisfactory.
Twenty, if people have the courage to say goodbye, life will also give us a fresh start.
Twenty-one, you have to know that I love you, even if the rain makes the city upside down, never change.
Twenty-two, less and negative energy people together, more and positive people to play in the future.
Twenty-three, the past to write to write, I wrote the search for the revelation, even the audience are only themselves.
Twenty-four, time will really make people change a lot, including our mold, our heart.
Twenty-five, life has no ifs and buts, only results, they try their best, efforts, good.
Twenty-six, you like is the fine water to cook red beans, I want is the sound and color to go to the four sides.
Twenty-seven, you are my initial choice, the last choice, but also my life eternal choice.
Twenty-eight, if you can give me a lifetime of unchanging love, I will be able to give you a never-ending companionship.
Twenty-nine, in fact, is not now difficult to chase the girls, but now the boys are too unserious.
Thirtieth, love will not count love not count with you catty people actually do not love you so much.
Thirty-one, after all the sails, are not my heart love; weak water three thousand, only you know my cold and warm.
Thirty-two, does not belong to my things, I do not want; is not sincere to me things, I do not rare.
Thirty-three, want to cry on the cry, want to laugh on the laugh, do not because the world hypocrisy, you also become hypocritical.
Thirty-four, simplicity is not less, but there is no redundancy, enough is not more, but just you are.
Thirty-five: Despair of the world is easy, love of the world is difficult.
Thirty-six, no matter how careful you speak, there are always people distorting your meaning. So, learn not to care.
Thirty-seven, your script, I am willing to do your supporting role. The premise is that this supporting role is irreplaceable.
Thirty-eight, there will be no simple happiness on earth, happiness is always mixed with trouble and worry, there is no forever on earth.
Thirty-nine, you're like a suicide note of the past, is the aftermath of the sunset, is moving people's feet keep growing wind.
Forty, I like the look you have, and with you, I have never envied anyone.
Forty-one, the moon is full, the water is overflowing, our love to here can be, I do not want it to overflow.
Forty-two, love is sometimes very much like the feeling of drunkenness, the mind is clearly sober, but the behavior is out of control.
Forty-three, what people lack is not talent but ambition, not the ability to succeed but the will to work hard. Good night.
Forty-four, you said that the sea of people walking side love afraid of what lonely, I said the tide of people are not how you will be.
Forty-five, years, the most thick is the autumn; feelings, the most really is dependent on each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!
Forty-six, I no longer take the initiative to contact you, not because you are not important, but I know that I have been unimportant.
Forty-seven, to be kind, to work hard, to smile, to be optimistic, to hide the loss in the bottom of the heart, to be a happy little friend.
Forty-eight, want to do the wind between your lips, careful, brush your lips and teeth throat, gently smile, I was dazzled.
Forty-nine, I never fantasize that everything extra to give him light, in the night I stand alone, he is precisely the light itself.
fiftieth, was warmed up a bit on the enthusiasm, was cold a bit on the ice, please forgive me for a life of love and hate, not to please.
Fifty-one, looking at the back of your departure, I told myself to be strong, not to cry, because I love you, but also because I understand you.
Fifty-two, the story is finished, the storyteller folded the fan clip head, won the applause of the audience applauded endlessly, the storyteller quietly swabbing the sleeve.
Fifty-three, the world's most embarrassing thing is not that he does not love you, but he said that he loved you very much, but in the end easily give up on you.
Fifty-four, even if there is no world, as long as there is you in, is happiness; even if you lose all, as long as there is you in, is everything.
Fifty-five: I have forgotten to tell you how lucky I am to have met you. I want to hold your hand one day, to honor the guests of the wine.
Fifty-six, life is a toss, non-stop toss. Toss good, you are a myth; toss bad, you are a joke.
Fifty-seven, had fantasized, after breaking up and then meet a lot of scenes. But I have never thought that we will finally meet again at your wedding.
Fifty-eight, extreme morbidity and extreme enlightenment of the people is not much, the times are so heavy, can not be so easy for us to be enlightened.
Fifty-nine, the world has not that person like you so nervous! So infatuation love me. So, I decided to marry you in this life!
Sixty, you ah, is probably that old wine, that July rain, is that word is not gentle, is my sweetheart, the moon in the sky.
Sixty-one, you, my life favorite; you, my life most want to people; you, my life waiting for people; you, my life only people.
Sixty-two, in fact, like you, not you look good but you in a special time, gave me the feeling that others can not give.
Sixty-three, don't wait for naivety to lose to the reality, you only know how stupid they are; don't wait for sincerity to lose to hypocrisy, you only understand that they are not smooth.
Sixty-four, you set off the mountains and rivers to run to me, stepped on all the stars to visit me, and I have the whole universe want to tell you to listen to, open your mouth but said not half a grain of star.
Sixty-five, when I decided to forgive you and love you again, it was as if a drowning person capriciously gave up their own, to the depths of the quagmire wantonly sank.
Sixty-six, if the tragedy is staged only to reunite with you again, then I would rather let this tragedy never stop, because I never regret falling in love with you.
Sixty-seven, each relationship can always teach you some truth, even if the relationship did not let you know what you want, at least it will tell you what you do not want.
Sixty-eight, I have seen the spring wind ten miles, have seen the summer solstice is not yet, try to autumn light rippling, love winter warm sun, all can not withstand your sentence: I want to see you.
Sixty-nine, life is too short, no time to regret, a minute do not leave those people or things that make you unhappy. If it is not the end of the line, please smile and keep moving forward.
Seventy, the world is very big, so big that every minute and every second, there will be tens of thousands of strangers, from your side to pass by, you are not aware of his existence.
Seventy-one, give up is not a whim, all kinds of disappointment accumulated together, and eventually broke out in the silence. There is no sound, no noise, so quietly give up.
Seventy-two, don't haunt the past and refuse to go, don't rely on once not to let go. You must understand, to go away people can not stay, pretend to sleep people call not wake up, do not like you can not be touched.
Seventy-three, we are too close to the memories, too far from the freedom. Sometimes I can't forget, just fall in love with memories. A hesitation, a betrayal, an accident, enough to make it wither.
Seventy-four, especially hate a feeling is, with you talk to the person, with other people also talk to, you take him as the best friend, and he has a better friend.
Seventy-five, remember, your goodness to those who know how to be grateful, rather than the kind of goodness you accept as a matter of course and will be dissatisfied with the inches of the **.
Seventy-six, life is a great feast, in the splendor of the time, some people came, some people scattered, some people retreat, some people miss. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.
Seventy-seven, I want you to know, in this world there is always a person is waiting for you, no matter when, no matter where, anyway, you know, there is always such a person.
Seventy-eight, if you want to get the world's best things, first let the world see the best you; life is always a dilemma, and then more obsessive, and then more refused, and ultimately had to learn to accept.
Seventy-nine, night, you in my dreams; day, you in my heart; dependent, you in my eyes; separation, you in my thoughts. My dear, every day you, minute by minute, never forget!
Eighty, don't wait for the sun to set before they say, when, if, if, and so on; listen to the voice of the heart, only for their own life, bravely go their own way.
Eighty-one, in the road of life, is not smooth sailing, but full of thorns, bumps, but we should maintain a positive, optimistic, upward attitude to face life in the hobbling.
Eighty-two, a person and then good, he does not heartache you, what use is not! The real happiness: is from the heart of the care and consideration, is the life of the dribs and drabs, is the real thought. Good night.
Eighty-three, the heart is too soft people are very difficult to be happy, rejecting others as if they have done something wrong, the heart is soft is an unfair kind of goodness, fulfillment of others, aggrieved by their own, but by others as a fool.
Eighty-four, more and more feel that life is like a dream. Walking a scenery, leaving a memory. Looking back full of sadness, the face of their own now, those accumulated for a long time of dull light, will eventually be revealed.
Eighty-five, a person's life is in the constant encounter, goodbye, and then meet, a different choice, may be completely different people with you. So don't miss the most rare heartbeat at the best age.