1. There are two kinds of girls in the world who are the most lovely, one is pretty; one is smart, and you are the smart pretty girl.
2. I have never praised anyone, but I have to say to you: there is no girl in the world more beautiful than you.
3. You smile the most moving appearance, two thin lips are smiling, long eyes are smiling, cheeks on the two trapped very move dimples are also smiling.
4. Only one glance, I remember your pure and flawless beauty.
5. You are so beautiful, beautiful like a lyric poem. Your whole body is filled with the innocence of a young girl and the elegance of youth. What left me the deepest impression is your pair of lake-like clear eyes, as well as long, flickering eyelashes. It's like an inquiry, like a concern, like a greeting.
6. You are a bit like the moon in the sky, and also like the twinkling stars, but unfortunately I am not a poet, otherwise, when to write ten thousand poems to describe your beauty.
7. You jumped in, a red coat, tightly girded, so light, so strong, just like the sky drifting a red cloud.
8. The lady looks beautiful, skin color white, not to mention the North is rare so beautiful, that is, the South is also extremely rare. She wore a green brocade coat, the color is very bright, but in her light, and then the brilliant brocade has appeared dull.
9. The maiden put the freshly folded flower to the end of her nose and inhaled y, with an enraptured expression on her face and a thrilling beauty. And the flowers in front of her beautiful face, but also seems to be more brilliant.
10. Even the blind. You can also smell the sweet scent that emanates from her body. You can also hear her soulful soft words.
11. In spite of your frail and delicate figure, you speak softly, yet you are very powerful, which is a true spiritual beauty!
12. Spring flowers, fall and moon, is the scene of the poets sing, but I feel very ordinary for it. Only your smile embedded with pear eddies, is the most beautiful in my eyes.
13. You are like a gentle cloud floating around in front of my eyes, your elegant face is swirling with spring-like beautiful smile. In your big and bright eyes, I can always capture your serenity, your warmth, your intelligence, your sensitivity.
14. From afar, I watched your back, your black hair tied behind your head with a bunch of big red ribbons, like a wall of waterfalls pouring down from a mountain stream on a quiet moonlit night.
15. A group of Dai girls walked slowly, their figure is so slim, their gait is so light and generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies from the sky.
16. In all fairness, although you and the smile, beautiful eyes look forward to the image of the distance, but you have a fair complexion, slim figure, features and appear to be showy, quite clear water out of the hibiscus feeling. And you just contact a moment, I strongly feel that you emit a wonderful gentle breath.
17. Waterfall general long hair, elegant dress, standard melon face, smart almond eyes, that steady and dignified temperament, and then naughty people see you will be careful.
18. verdant willows, how can compare to your hair; turquoise ripples, how can compare to your eyes; sometimes, I gazed at the bedside of your jade photo, simply feel that the whole world is forever immersed in the bright spring light. He brought me pain and I have to thank him? Yes, not only to forgive them, but also to thank them and love them. The fact that they are not in a position to do so is not a good idea.
If you love, why not say it, there are some things that are lost, and they will not come back!
I can feel your heartache, you have your unspeakable helplessness, but you make a look of indifference, the more you do this the harder it is for me.
I held back, took a few steps and walked a few more steps, dizzy, and vomiting, the more difficult the body.
I thought the bird could not fly across the sea, is that the bird did not have the courage to fly across the sea, ten years later I realized that it is not the bird can not fly across, but the end of the sea, there has been no waiting.
I really love you, closed my eyes, thought I could forget, but shed tears, but did not deceive themselves.
Love is a kind of feeling, when this feeling is already not, but I still force myself, this is called responsibility! Breaking up is a kind of courage! When this kind of courage is already gone, but I am still encouraging myself, it is called sadness!
Because of the pain, her eyebrows were locked, and her thin body was curled up shivering.
Some encounters between people are like shooting stars, instantly bursting with enviable sparks, but destined to just rush by.
A person around the position of only that much, you can give only that much, in this small circle, some people to come in, there are some people have to leave.
The happy face, others can see. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Rained air, tired of sadness, my memory of the fairy tale has slowly melted.
In the face of pain, only face in the face, so that their pain in the pain until they forget what the pain is, to escape will only make themselves more tortured, face the reality, must face the reality, do not need to be for the sake of other people to beg for, the vengeance on the vengeance, the abandonment of me to give up, to hate hate completely, to forget the need to remember.
Guilt, remorse knocked my heart, tossing and turning to sleep.
The day you left, I decided not to shed a tear, facing the wind to support the curtains of the eyes hard not to blink.
You left, with all my love away, just a sentence break up, I held back tears looking at your back, I want to finally hold you once, I want to say I love you once.
Time will slowly precipitate, some people will slowly blurred in your heart. The first thing you need to do is to let go of your own happiness.
A person always have to walk a strange road, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then in a moment of inadvertence, you will find that the original painstakingly want to forget things really so forget.
Not every effort will have a harvest, but every harvest must be hard, this is an unfair irreversible proposition
Memory want to be poured in the palm of the water, no matter you spread out or tightly held, eventually will be from the cracks of the finger drop by drop flow clean.
I forgot which day of which month of which year I carved a face on which wall, a face that smiled and looked at me with sadness.
We smiled and said that we stayed in the original place of time, in fact, has long been swept away by the torrent of silent.
Some people will always be engraved in the memory, even if you forget his voice, forget his smile, forget his face, but whenever you think of him when the kind of feelings, is never changed.
A year old year, a day without a day, an autumn and an autumn, a generation urging a generation a gathering a parting, a joy a sadness, a couch a body lying, a lifetime of a dream to find a partner to know, he will be a moment we will be a moment of that general acquaintance, blowing a moment to sing a moment.
How many smiles on my face, how many stories behind.
No matter how far away we are, we will not let you feel lonely.
The existence of tears is to prove that everything is not an illusion, so I want to make everything I want to be true.
Some things are false, we can not see.
Some things are false and we can't see them, but some things are real and we can't get them.
Sometimes, love is also a kind of harm, cruel people, choose to hurt others, good people, choose to hurt themselves.
Some of the time, it is for the love of quietly avoiding, avoiding the figure, can not hide is the silent feelings.
Fish hooked, it is because the fish fell in love with the fisherman, it is willing to use life to Bo fisherman a smile.
On the other side of the perfect just staged a tragedy, all the blood and tears in the withered thorns contain a bud, it will go through the reincarnation of the seven thunderstorms, and then blossomed in the humid air.
Time did not wait for me, is that you forgot to take me away, my left hand over the eyes of the firefly, in the right hand is ten years a long meditation.
Everyone is a king, in their own world of domineering, you do not want to listen to me, but you do not let me listen to you.
If silence can replace one's vulnerability, then I would rather be weak like this.
There is a forgotten corner of the world, and my heart is always obsessed.
Love is so complicated, hurt is also a kind of happiness, experience more will understand.
The sky will never be clear, the sea has waves, so, sometimes, happiness no matter how to hold tight or will slip away.
Those who used to say that they would never leave each other, have already been scattered in the end of the world.
I can not touch your tenderness, but in exchange for your eyes of pain.
It was raining, and I stood in the woods, unable to tell whether my face was covered in tears or rain, and just quietly listened to our memories.
I would rather we had never been together, I wish we had never forgotten each other.
The dream of the river and lake, a hundred flowers, people come and go, prosperous.
I don't want you to cry, to cry, I accompany you to cry the last tear.
The happiness that once existed has gone up in smoke, can we go back to the old days?
I do not know what the pressure has brought me, only know that the pressure to add love again I do not know if I can still live.
Love is so simple, you have me, I have you. Ruthlessly want to give up everything, but found more difficult than anything else.
A person always have to walk unfamiliar road, see unfamiliar scenery well, listen to familiar songs, and then in a certain unintentional moment to remember our days. Familiar faces, familiar appearance.
Time, so that the deep, something more and more deep let shallow things more and more shallow. Look a little lighter, hurt will be a little less, time passed, love faded, also scattered. Don't wait for the person who shouldn't wait, don't hurt the heart that shouldn't be hurt. We really have to go through a long, long time, to be able to understand, they really miss, in the end, what kind of people, what kind of things.
The first time I saw this, I was able to get through the whole thing. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The moonlight, the moonlight, the music, the soul, everything is just a phantom.
No matter how silent and confused those figures will always remember.
Always in the unconscious years of life. The first thing you need to do is to look back at the other side of the river. The first thing you need to do is to find a way to get to the top of the list.
I always wonder, my memory is not living at the end of the long street, and my wheel of death at the end of the long street.
Have you always been like this, quiet, gazing at those sunsets and sunsets, homeless sadness.
I always hide in the depths of the dreams and seasons, listening to the flowers and the night sing all the nightmares, sing all the prosperity, sing off all the memories of the way to come.
His brow was furrowed and his head hurt like it was going to explode. The cigarette has been burned to the finger he did not even realize again. He sat withered, his head y rooted down. A long time to issue a deep sigh.
Love to points to show the precious, many people do not know how to cherish have, only to lose to see, in fact, that the most familiar is the most precious.
Once thought, such a glimpse, will be the most beautiful encounter in my life; once thought, such a promise, will be the most eternal scenery in my colorful years; once thought, such a heart to heart, will be the chase I have no regrets. But I don't know, sometimes prosperous, sometimes lonely, but how can not read my heart of a trace of lingering, can not solve my heart of a touch of love.
The dream has passed, the heart has been broken, left just in preparation for leaving.
The ideal husband's condition: to bring out and bring back.
Work, one step back to the sea and sky; love, one step back to the empty building.
Broken contact, broken thoughts, the last hope has been ashes annihilation, the heart has been tired, pain? I don't know.
Lost in the rain, lost to the wind, forgotten like yesterday's running water, at the end of the sea, the sunset with you through. The star of enlightenment is the language! Love, tears in the dream!
Love is the innocent kite, pulling the most caring people.
The red line of the moon man, one half of us, and ultimately by us: pull to break.
A little lonesome, I do not know how to say, let it pass in silence, I went, in fact, it did not come, just the night heart unusually soft.
Perhaps the price of going too far is loneliness.
I just want to be a listener, because I don't want to be infected with too much earthly noise.
I am missing, you no longer miss.
I am on the other side of the river, watching for the once returned, returned hopelessly.
Don't say love so easily, the promise made is the debt owed!
With a cigarette, wandering the world.
When the tears flow down, only to realize that the separation is also another kind of understanding.
At once, I seemed to fall into the ice cellar, from the top of the heart to the tip of the toes.
Thank you for being so cruel, so that I can learn to die.
After the breakup can not be friends, because each other hurt, can not be enemies, because each other y in love, so we became the most familiar strangers.
1, chubby face with a pair of big watery eyes, cherry-like mouth can talk, coupled with white skin, can be beautiful.
2, her round face, curved eyebrows, a small nose, a pair of big watery eyes set under the eyelashes, and a small mouth that can talk.
3, a pair of black and big eyes with long eyelashes. Hair naturally curled, when you smile, there is a small dimple at the corner of the mouth, living like a doll.
4, my desk like to wear beautiful dresses, like to wear hair bands, she especially love to talk, when she speaks stuttering, not too loud, speech speed a little fast.
5. She has fair skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a high nose. A small mouth loves to talk and laugh, often tied in a ponytail, all year round.
6, her little face as red as an apple, big eyes, red mouth, even the eyebrows are very beautiful. She is cute and innocent as well as smart and witty. She is my only cousin, I like her very much.
7, she has a pair of enviable big eyes, a small nose, a cherry mouth and a head of hair like hair, you do not look at her small head, the amount of food can be very big.
8, white skin, watery eyes blinking, as the stars in the night. Cherry red mouth, white teeth, pursed lips smile also revealed two sweet dimples. The most attractive is the long to waist hair, black hair, like a waterfall.
9, the little cousin has a chubby face, two strings of curved eyebrows; a pair of big eyes; a small nose; a pair of Bodhisattva ears, a small mouth of meat; in the mouth there is a bulging double chin. Hands chubby, ten fingers have short and thick, really cute.
10, a round glasses on the high bridge of the nose, black eyes, constantly turning ah turn, this two black pearls! She a slim body is really weak ah! There is a cherry mouth, constituting a little bookworm her!
11, her white and red face, like a ripe peach, her pair of pink ears, small and delicate, like a shell, her cherry mouth, as long as one opens, the box is like a machine gun.
12, my desk has a pair of watery eyes, like two black jewels, a head of black oily hair, a cherry-like mouth can say.
13, hair black shiny, eyes big, black eyeballs turn around, nose flat, a flexible cherry mouth from time to time will fly out of the twanging song.
14, she has a pair of big watery eyes, delicate little nose, red little face, from the appearance, she is an authentic quiet little girl.
15, a head of black hair, watery eyes like two sparkling gems set in the face, a small nose embedded in the bottom of a small red mouth, a smile reveals the black teeth.
16, my cousin is very beautiful, has a head of long black hair, eyes big and bright, especially the eyelashes are very long and long, very petite, around the neighbors are praising her as a beauty.
17, look at cousin from afar, short, fat, fat, fat, fat. Close look at the cousin, a short head of black hair, a braid can not tie up, but she does not think so. Her eyebrows are so varied that they sometimes turn into a "skyrocket", sometimes into a "big road", sometimes into a "bottom hole"... ...big watery eyes, like two black jewels that have just been cleaned with water.
2. He saw me sit down next to him. Immediately panic, as if he was buried around a time bomb, uneasy, dropped over the face is not good, do not drop over and can not, want to stand up and embarrassed.
3. The singer's face was red, violently covered her face with two palms.
4. She lowered her head, glossy face with a smile suddenly convergence of the smile, showing a little inexplicable constraints, and then, the cheeks suddenly red.
5. The blush on her face deepened.
6. A kind of constraint, a kind of uncomfortable, a kind of vague fear seems to make this pair of men and women become mute.
7. He felt intolerably humiliated, and his face was burning.
8. Most of the audience laughed, a few are open-mouthed horror, a few teachers frowned, the record of the girl's red face stopped writing, as if listening to Hong Grad last sentence, the virgin's ear has been a public loss of chastity.
9. Cui'er is this school is famous for the handsome girl, face plate white and clean, eyebrows clear and bright. When she smiles, her mouth is like a quiet moon, and when she speaks, her voice is like a yellow warbler beating its hooves.
10. She was about eleven or twelve years old. White and fat face, embedded with a sharp nose. Long hair, tied into a goat's horn discernment. Thin eyebrows under the flash of a pair of bright crystal eyes, black eyeballs quite divine turn around.
11. A girl of eleven or twelve years of age sat high on a branch of a tree, holding a birch-bark book in her hand. She wore a short, fire-red flannel coat over a short, pea-green skirt. Her two little feet, which were wearing shoes of strength, dangled in the air, strangely at ease. Her head with pigtails leaned crookedly on the right shoulder, watery big eyes to me playfully blinking, nose slightly upward, showing a pair of naughty face.
12. Xiao Ju figure uniform, not fat and not thin, black hair combed into two thin braids, red melon face, round eyes, cheeks have two deep dimples, appear lively and lovely.
13. Cher looks really like her name, clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, round face, high nose, a head of black curly hair, quite handsome.
14. sweet round face with a pair of good-looking dimples, a pair of watery eyes, from time to time, drip drip turn, show also a resourceful and naughty strength.
15. This is a country girl who is cleaning up the dry area, her feet wearing a pair of earth can no longer soil faded black shoes, wearing a school uniform that does not quite fit, the head is also like a piece of black square scarf around the head.
16. Xiaoxiao's face has a pair of childish, beautiful eyes adorned with long eyelashes, and the oval eyes are like two crystal grapes.
17. All red and numb, want to find a mouse hole to burrow into, hate to leave immediately.
18. Her cheeks burned with a bright blush, her eyebrows appeared lighter, she lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes were gently quite moving.
19. Although the two people's eye contact is only a very short moment, but Fu Da only feel dizzy brain, body body crispy, actually like a general drunkenness.
20. The soul of shame in the narrow space between the temples and the temples of that rampage, seems to be full of monks hate to tear their own shells.
21. Her face turned greenish-white, and gradually changed to a reddish color, and her childlike eyes shot out in surprise, but with a light of disbelief, and although she tried to avoid my sight, she seemed to be about to break the window and fly away.
22. The blush on Ms. Kim's face appeared more vivid, and spread to the back of the neck, as if the breath of gentle and sweet meat is Yan sent out.
23. A blush rose on her face, her large eyes blinked, she swallowed y, and when she seemed to have calmed down, she smiled coyly at me.
24. Wan Zhen reddened, lowered her head, only a soft yes, and then suddenly her eyes put a strange light, smiled, raised her head and glanced at him．
25. Levin suddenly blushed, not like an adult blush, slightly, do not even feel, but like a child blush, feel their own shame report is ridiculous, and therefore feel ashamed, it is even more blush, almost about to shed tears.
26. Miss Bowen was brown and red, and her large eyes looked as if they would burst out of their sockets.
27. Hongjian already blushed with shame and indignation, after reading the newspaper, from the roots of the ears, even the neck, through the back red down to the heels.
28. As if two durian petals suddenly flew pasted to her cheeks, her cheeks rowed red.
29. She looked a bit shy, as if a late blooming flower also seems to hide behind the green leaves do not dare to show their faces.
30. The three immortal nuns have not blushed in half a lifetime, but this will not be able to hold the gas, a hot sweat in the face.
31. In the first moment, the director's face turned white because he felt particularly embarrassed, and now his face, ears, and neck all turned red.
32. My face burned and sizzled like a ball of fire, but fortunately the sun was out and the sunlight covered my shame.
33. A moment, as if the blood of the whole body are concentrated to her face, hot, hot, touching to burn hands.
34. He did not answer in a formal manner, his face rose like a Guan Gong, visit for a long time ...
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35. Suddenly a feeling of shame invaded her for no reason at all, and she drew back in the recliner, red-faced, and slowly lowered her long eyelashes, as if she were fighting against sleep.
36. We did not look at each other, our bodies hardly touched each other at all, our postures did not seem very light, and with shy expressions on our faces, we danced around in the hall, and after one song, as if we were incompatible with each other, we quickly separated.
37. a face of shyness, like the edge of the city dotted with shy red leaves!