2. I would like to leave my youth and meet a warm you again.
3. We are waiting, a small town, a distant Iraqi; I think, under the cherry tree, the stars are everywhere; I love simple tea and light rice to grow old together.
If your eyebrows stay for half a minute for me, why can't you see that I am as deep as ever?
5, the most cruel is time, thinking that no matter how the world changes, this love will never change. Never forget, go further and further. Those stories of exotic flowers and plants, later, were just an opportunity in each other's lives. Looking back suddenly, I was shocked, and the past has been fixed into a landscape. At this time, I am not sad, but I have been thinking about you for a long time.
6. That year, there was a drop of rain, a season, a drop of tears, all my heart lakes, a flower, a world, a person and a city by the bridge.
7, don't be confused, don't fall in love. Not afraid of the future, not thinking about the past. Okay, then.
8. Writing on plain paper, recalling the beauty of those years, I always like to use stunning to interpret the encounter on the road. The passage of time, the story that passed with time, and the memories that were blown away by the wind outlined a beautiful chapter in the pen, stained with acacia and provoked a lifetime of sorrow.
9, copy a Jiang Nanyu, intoxicated by the poetic in the dream, my heart will fly with it, I will be lonely and happy. A person leans on, looking for himself in the years, gentle to the water, but unable to touch you. Like, just talking to loneliness, the ethereal soul is attached to me, and the affection in the painting is ethereal as a dream. Jiangnan Nuoxu is separated by a distance of time and space.
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1 1, I asked you to turn around several times, but I still just hope that the morning glow will fade away.
12, once said, never forget, has yellowed on the title page of time. From then on, my heart bloomed like a lotus flower, sipping this cup of tea alone. Condense the tenderness of a lifetime into the gesture of a flower. Solidify gloomy thoughts and lingering memories in your heart, collect them in a dusty way, look at them indifferently, and don't complain about leaving sadness.
13, I hope someone will watch the flaming flowers with you and spend the rest of my life together.
14, when I was seven years old, I thought I could catch cicadas all summer. When I was seventeen, I thought I could kiss you and stay with you forever.
15, life is like a trip, you don't have to care about the destination, what matters is the scenery along the way and the mood to see it.
On artistic conception with artistic conception.
First, the girl who was really nice to you lost to the beautiful girl.
Second, why should you blame a girl who loves you deeply for not being sensible?
Third, I prefer simple refusal to all kinds of perfunctory.
Four, boys and girls break up, boys let girls go first, girls turned to separate, boys gawked at her back in front, girls turned around, couldn't stop sobbing, back trembling and walked away. The girl squatted on the ground, ignoring the eyes of passers-by and crying loudly. Suddenly, the girl was pulled up by a powerful force and threw herself into a hug, which was her familiar mint fragrance, clear and cool.
Sometimes I really like you and want to be with you, sometimes I am really tired and want to stay, but your occasional meekness always makes me feel that if you really like me a little, I will let go, which is a pity, so I waited for you for a long time just because I didn't know there was a love that didn't exist.
6. The earth is round. People who love each other will meet again no matter how long they are apart, as long as they keep going. So, if I keep walking, will I meet you again?
Seducing you with my whole youth is the simplest thing I have ever done.
Eight, I still don't look for you, lest you laugh at me without you. Talk about the QQ space of love and enjoy it.
Nine, I want to sit on the bridge with you, blowing the river wind and drinking wine. The moon fell into the water and splashed several stars. It's a little difficult not to talk in the dark. You cleared your throat and said that you sang to me, listened to your drunken chatter and told your stories over the years.
Ten, a mountain, can not be separated from acacia, a horizon, can not calm down, and listen to the wind, never forget.
Eleven, don't be confused, don't get stuck in love. Not afraid of the future, not thinking about the past. Okay, then.
Twelve, once miss, two strands of carefree sorrow, watching three or four dead leaves pass by, sighing five or six lightly falling flying flowers, seven miles of peach blossoms, are not as good as tea fragrance, clothes and eight songs, only one thing is impermanent, and emotions are clear. This life will not reach your ninth childhood, only hate wasting ten current-carrying summers.
Thirteen, one is different and two is wide, and each is in its place.
14. Never forget what you once said, which has yellowed on the title page of time. From now on, my heart will bloom like a lotus flower. I will taste this cup of tea alone. Condense the tenderness of a lifetime into the gesture of a flower. Condense gloomy thoughts and lingering memories in your heart, cherish them in a dusty way, look at them indifferently, and don't complain about leaving.
The cruelest thing is to think that no matter how things change, this feeling will never change. Never forget, go further and further. Those stories of flowers blooming in Leng Yan, later, were just an opportunity in each other's lives. Looking back suddenly, I was shocked, and the past has been fixed into a landscape. At this time, I am not sad, but miss.
Sixteen-year-old, many years later, he took the Qiang flute and played her favorite songs all the way, and finally left his hometown from Mobei. Forgetting the way to Sichuan, she made a pot of tea under Shili Taolin, full of expectation. It's like seeing it for the first time.
I hope someone will accompany you to watch the flaming flowers and spend the rest of your life together.
Eighteen, that faint nostalgia, still between the lines, will not wait for this bank to bloom. Keep all Leng Yan in your heart. When time flies under the night sky, don't disturb Luoying.
Nineteen, who sits alone in the long street and sees the prosperity of the world. Who, lying alone in a lonely alley, smells as quiet as wine. Who, independent in the broken bridge, see koi fish in pairs. Whoever walks alone in the dry season feels the world is cold.
Twenty, copy a Jiang Nanyu, intoxicated in the poetic dream, my heart flies with it, and I am lonely and happy. Leaning alone, looking for yourself in the years, being gentle with water, but not touching you. If you like it, talk to loneliness. The ethereal soul is attached to me, and the mind in the painting is ethereal as a dream. Jiangnan Nuoxu is separated by a time and space.
Life is like a journey, not in the destination, but in the scenery and mood along the way.
Twenty-two, from ponytails to curly hair, from shirts to long skirts, from canvas to high heels, from plain to light makeup, from youth to maturity, youth is so long.
Twenty-three, I would like to meet a warm you again with my wandering youth.
Twenty-four, I asked you to turn around several times, but I still only hope that the sunset will gradually set.
Twenty-five, the so-called love, but I locked you in a pool of spring water with thousands of cities and waters.
Twenty-six, written on plain paper, recalling the beauty of those years, I always like to use Leng Yan to interpret the encounter on the road. The passage of time, the story that passed with time, and the memories that were blown away by the wind outlined a beautiful chapter in the pen, stained with acacia and provoked a lifetime of sorrow.
Twenty-seven, Sansheng Shishan, I would like to open a peach blossom with you.
Twenty-eight years ago, there was a drop of rain, a season, a drop of tears, all my heart lake, a flower, a world, a group, and a city next to Tingyu Bridge.
Twenty-nine, leaving people sad. Whispering, thinking deeply. Fade away, sing empty sorrow. Continue to prosper, and where.
Thirty, that year, the wind was light and the days were warm, and the years were long. At this time, the sun was faint, the years were quiet and calm.
When I was thirty-one or seventeen, I thought I could catch cicadas all summer. When I was seventeen, I thought I could kiss you forever.
32. If your eyebrows stay for half a minute for me, why can't you see that I am as deep as ever?
Thirty-three, the old lane in the north city, the south wind is light.
Please don't say I've changed, because I haven't changed, but I know how to deal with a man as he deals with you.
35. If you feel that every door in your life has been opened, please remember one sentence: the open door is not necessarily locked, but at most, come and push it.
Thirty-six, you can only toss people who care about you. What you do has basically no effect on those who don't care about you and those who forget you.
Sometimes, you have to pretend to be happy just to prevent others from asking how you are.
Thirty-eight, others think you are too cold, and you think you have social phobia. In fact, you are just arrogant.
39. I'm a very considerate person, so I don't feel embarrassed when I talk. If I make you uncomfortable, don't think too much, I'm serious.
40. Forgive me for dressing up for attendance, holding a fountain pen, frowning and writing hard, just to help the seniors get to the bottom.
41. The most disgusting thing in the world is that you see the hypocrisy of a group, but others don't. They think she looks so beautiful, and then you become a scheming bitch in the eyes of others.
Forty-two, the giraffe's neck is so long, is it comfortable to sob? Octopus has three hearts. Will it hurt three times when it hurts? Camel's eyelashes are so long that you can't say your eyes are in the sand when you want to cry. The snake has no broad shoulders, so she can't get warm when she is tired. Xiao Qiang has two brains. When she is lonely, she doesn't think of anyone together. I have you in my heart. Is that why you got me killed?
Forty-three, envy those who can sleep peacefully as soon as they touch the pillow and those who are determined not to look back.
44. Later, I began to try to live for myself.
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Artistic sentences
1, ordinary life is always accompanied by wind and rain, always rugged, always full moon, always gathering and parting. Let's grow up in quiet time and fragrance ourselves. Keeping a quiet feeling, loving a quiet and beautiful time, my worries are floating quietly like autumn clouds, gradually expanding into misty rain, quietly waiting for my own gorgeous beauty.
2, the vast sea of dust, when Qian Fan ended, suddenly look back, those who don't go to the past world, like the time slipped through your fingers, quiet and sparse, emitting a bright light. Perhaps my mind is not mature enough, or I am too sentimental, and there is always a kind of inexplicable sadness in my heart. I long for a dust-free walk in the long and deep Gu Xiang, and listen to a storm of life quietly, so that a curtain of sad thoughts, such as the old autumn rain, can shed red dust and wash away all coolness and sadness in my heart.
It is not easy to live. A glorious life is a luxury dream of many people. Looking at the dim light from a distance, this kind of happiness that can only be seen from a distance makes many people sigh for no reason. The temptation of the world of mortals comes from the complicated life, but it can't bring us closer to happiness. We are full of hope, but our hearts are getting cold, so we complain that the road of life is confused and vicissitudes.
4. Affectionate Jiangnan is immersed in the cool autumn rain, and the twilight is four-in-one, and the sky is generally cloudy with ink. My heart is stained with autumn dew, wet and cool, staring at it, hazy. Looking at the ink scroll in front of me, I stand in the wind, my thoughts as thin as cicadas are fluttering, and I only dance around the world with the empty and psychedelic fog. In a trance, I forgot when I was full of sadness and where I was going.
5. Life is short, we are alive, but we are always confused about how to live. We long for a happy life, love, friendship, affection, understanding, health and longevity. Although Nuo Nuo's life has made us suffer a lot, we are still so eager to live, because as long as we live, there is hope for everything. As long as we live, we will see the sun. As long as we are alive, we will hear our heartbeat and truly feel our joys and sorrows.
6. No matter how many tomorrows there are in life, many people know that to live in the present, you should live in the present, not in the present, but in the hidden rhythm of life, look directly at different philosophical views of life with courage, understand your emptiness and how to create dreams in real life. As the years go by, I whisper and walk slowly, without hurting spring and sorrowing autumn. I don't like those gorgeous sentences that hurt spring and grieve autumn. Sometimes speaking and doing, imitating others and thinking about yourself are two different concepts and conclusions, and learning from each other's strengths is the best realm for seekers.
7. What is love? Is it a tragedy to face each other like us? Or go beyond everything and bury love in your heart? There is always too much helplessness in life. In a deep sense of helplessness, how can you hold hands and watch tears? You can't escape fate! Although the beauty of a blue and white wash is full of our emotions, it is destined to be a fate! In the blue dream, I am waiting for you, but I can't wait for a happy ending!
Some people say that life is like a kite. No matter how far and how long it floats, one end of the line will always be the hometown. I think so too. The working world and the working people want to return to their roots in the end. Miri, Malaysia, once indulged in the sunset and fantasized about walking in the poetic Jiangnan. After waking up, I realized that I was still a wandering wanderer, standing alone in the tall buildings of the city, with bright neon lights and stars flowing between the lines.
9. In the long river of life, we are just grains of dust. At the same time as life, we will keep going and find our own way. No matter how strong the wind is, no matter how heavy the rain is, there is always a gap for us to cross. Even if it is muddy, even if we scratch our feet, I believe that we will always see the sun. I believe that when I close my eyes, I will tell myself in my heart that I never regret walking in the world.
10, maybe youth is the old sycamore tree next to the old house, which will bloom lavender sycamore flowers in the cycle year after year. When the wind blows, the petals will fly neatly, telling the story of the yellowing of the old house in the memory of dusk. Perhaps youth is the path you ride with a small schoolbag on your back every day, and the journey you have traveled in the misty rain at night. After the rain stopped, the fragrance of osmanthus trees and acacia trees of unknown age on the roadside waited for a long time on the stone road behind you and refused to disperse.
1 1, a person's life is not something we can keep if we want to, nor can we predict it. Even though our life is so pale, we still have so much longing and attachment. We don't want to end other people's lives for ourselves, but we can't decide our own lives without a judge's pen.
12, on the road of life, there are always joys and sorrows, and the dust has passed all the way. Some things, some feelings are always stranded. Is a man, always want to run to the distance, there will be no more sadness, no too much nostalgia, no loneliness and sadness, how can loneliness stand the prosperity of the prosperous times? How can love bloom in spring? How can you be nostalgic? A man should have a broad and beautiful mind, be tolerant of others, be eclectic, and be happy with everything. What is a man's heroism, which is his love and ambition? I think that's the vast horizon of the sea.
13, hiding in the city, often lamenting the loneliness and helplessness of the sunset. At this time, the smoke from the distant countryside curled up and the quiet background gradually fainted in the haze. It's just that the traffic is still like a river, and the asphalt road is dotted and zigzag. The setting sun has long been unable to restrain its noise, and the bustling streets outline the lingering fear of confusion.
14, the asceticism of life is the right way of human vicissitudes, sort out the vacant thoughts and look for the bright spot. Stick to the faith, and let the strong go through the suffering without an appointment with life in the time when youth is drifting away; There will always be different scenery, tired; Get extraordinary benefits. With the hardships of life, with hard hands, give life a gentle relief, and make every effort to make life dance in hardships and condense youth. I believe that the missed yesterday will always be the starting line of tomorrow. The meaning of life lies in the constant search, and the end of the dream must be paid to succeed. The world is wide, much ado about nothing. We are not cowards of time, nor dolls of time. Let us live a quiet life as ascetic monks, and push the charming ferry all the way in the years when time is hidden.
15, the eagle can soar in the sky in Wan Li, and there must be countless times of falling off the cliff. Our unremitting efforts must face countless failures and futility, because tomorrow is always unknown in front of yesterday, perhaps singing a wonderful song at the stumbling intersection, making the years that have gone and gone far become hazy, unable to touch the light that permeates the fog, and lost in psychedelic. Experienced ups and downs, only to find that it turned out to be like this; We lost to ourselves.
16, there is a nameless depression in my mood that makes it impossible to breathe in all directions, just like the air is taken away. I can't imagine that a simple life is given one invisible pressure after another, and it doesn't give you much breathing space, just like a nightmare. People are unwilling to lag behind in the race, stepping on the old, weak and sick bodies at the forefront and spreading dignity and morality everywhere. Women are topless, men are ferocious, and both want to flaunt the word life.
17, I like an old Pu Shu song called those flowers. The flowers that once bloomed in our lives have all grown up, fallen everywhere and sprouted again. I used to think that everything in the world would be fixed in her most dazzling moment forever. However, time can always inadvertently break into this sea of flowers. With the withering of flowers and the yellow leaves all over the sky, another spring, summer, autumn and winter has quietly passed away in the crowd.
18, the sunset ended, the tea fragrance lingered in the blue finger, and the drunken sunset brought the bright moon. A faint cool breeze washes away the dust on earth; The Iraqis by the window are still as quiet as blue. Perhaps because of the reunion of Chongyang, the memory of the past is more dignified, yearning for the flowing south of the Yangtze River and the dream of a cloud water town. Looking back, I always like to express my attachment to my hometown with a little plum blossom, a little bamboo charm and a few pine bones. And often with a melancholy and free-spirited mood, I keep asking my heart, what should life be like?
19, the beauty in life stops at how much suffering and hardship! The traces of tears have been collected, and how much accumulation has passed. When the fallen leaves wither, it declares the end of life. After the passage of time, it will judge the aging of life. Youth will be out of reach for ten thousand years, but this autumn is doomed not to come back. But why did it become so bitter? Once again, it brought a dusty past and withered a pile of fallen leaves. Suddenly discovered; In this materialistic and impetuous reality, I have already stopped, but choosing to wait in place and start again will determine how to find a bright future.
20. Life is always a long road. When you pass, you will understand. Many times, you don't know what is lost and what is owned. Will you come first? Maybe; Too much confusion can't remind me that I care about myself in time. For one thing I wanted to do, but didn't do it, it was originally irrelevant twice. If I can become stronger quickly, ruling the world is actually the realm of choice, knowing how to understand and constantly improving my incomplete mind. Introspection and introspection are my best self-discipline. Sometimes managing yourself means grasping everything in front of you.
Talk about it in an artistic way
First, two people have been together for a long time, just like their left hands and right hands. Even if they no longer love each other, they will choose to be together, because it takes a lot of courage to give up for so many years. Maybe there will be someone you love in your life, but after all, you are a passer-by, and you will still walk with your left hand or your right hand. The happiness of two people has nothing to do with love.
Second, we call the heart dancing in the dark the moon.
Third, happy moments are half with you and half in dreams; The painful moment is half separation and half thinking of you silently.
Fourth, we always cling to the love that has gone away, and we still miss those who have gone away and hurt those who are close.
Five, gently, don't want to disturb you. Unfortunately, I still met a memory that hurt me very much!
Six, there are wild goose feathers in the north ridge, if it is snowy, the wind is sad, and it is more rainy than the south wing.
Seven, one today is worth two tomorrows. It's easy to tear up a calendar, but it's not easy to catch a day. Trust others and give up on yourself, which is the beginning of many people's failed lives! In the most difficult time, you should believe that you have the best shotgun in your hand.
Eight, there is such a person, you always say let go, but still can't let go.
Nine, every time I want to find someone to accompany me, I find that some people can't find it, some people shouldn't, and some people can't.
Ten, a lifetime can only be an oath, show me your actions.
If you want something, just let it go. If it can come back to you, it will always belong to you; If it doesn't come back, it's not yours at all.
Twelve, everyone has a wound in his heart, very deep.
Thirteen, if one day, you say you miss me, I will say to you: it's late.
At the foot of Mount Tai, I stopped to stare. Du Gongbu shouted from the top of the mountain: Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that all the other mountains look small under the sky ... I heard the man who dared to climb to the top and look down on everything. So, I climbed to the top of the mountain step by step without hesitation.
Fifteen, even through the years, you can't erase the time difference. Because no two people in the world can stand on the same point on the earth, there will always be an insurmountable distance between us.
Sixteen, when one day, when you look back, you will eventually find that there is always my quiet smile waiting for you.
17. I believe that a beautiful life is an unspeakable elegy, which overflows the loneliness in my heart and has already turned into ice, and you are the most beautiful note of this season.
If you can't give up, then continue to like it, at least in this way, your heart will not be empty.
Nineteen, after all, to learn to be smart, you have to get hurt yourself.
20. Lonely people always think of everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
Twenty-one, remember those leaves that are going to rot? Those fresh and tender green leaves have already been buried in the front of the time scale, and only the overwhelming stench remains at the end of the time scale.