Beautiful sad prose essays 1: from your world this farewell
Author: Gu Liangbei
I used to think that as long as you try to be good to someone, so that the other party touched can maintain the existence of a relationship.
But then reality taught me that being touched doesn't sustain a relationship, and being touched doesn't mean being in love.
"Xiaoxia, Shen Zhe is getting married next month," I heard his name come out of my best friend's mouth, and my watering motion paused for a moment, and I lowered my head to continue watering the flowers.
Glancing at my best friend, I said, "I know, I saw his dynamic in space..." I paused and continued to say "I'm also quite happy for him, but it is also considered that he finally found his belonging, it's good."
"Xia, you don't have to be like this, we all know that you have paid a lot for Shen Zhe, Shen Zhe shouldn't have failed you like this."
"Mengxi, feelings are not as long as you pay a lot for each other, you can keep your feelings, those three years..."
"I'm sorry to say that I'm not happy for him. All is my own wishful thinking, love has a few points of blame has a few points of voluntary, blame no one else, no feelings of say how to let down the intention of"
"But Xiaoxia, Shen Zhe he simply does not know that you once in order to save him lost the ability to stand on both legs"
"Mengxi, the feelings are not as long as you pay more for each other, can keep the feelings, the three years. "Mengxi, Shen Zhe he... I don't need to know, after all, that was my wishful thinking for him to do, and how can I ask for his return, feelings are not forced to come"
"Xiaoxia you changed a lot" I faintly hooked up the corner of my mouth and smiled and lifted my head to look into the distance
"Changed. I'm not the only one who has changed, in fact, everyone has changed, haven't they?
"Mengxi promise me, this life don't tell Shen Zhe, I pushed him away, I don't want to use self-blame and guilt to bind him, that kind of love, can't be considered as love, at the beginning of the Shen Zhe do is my voluntary, I can't just stand by and watch him face danger, I just instinctively pushed him away, I didn't think about it, I didn't think about it, I didn't think about it. I just instinctively pushed him away, I did not think that I would lose the ability to stand, but if I never once let me choose, I will still be the same choice, because the person who loves Shen Zhe the most in the world is me ah "I closed my eyes do not want to see Mengxi's heartbroken eyes, I am the only one who knows that whenever it is late at night when people are quiet, the thoughts will be like weeds grow like crazy, miss the person called Shen Zhe.
"Mom, Auntie Mengxi is also in ah" the tender voice of the children from behind rang
"Our little Nianzhe back ah, so that Auntie Mengxi to see the long did not grow weight" Mengxi turned around and picked up the Nianzhe, the little Nianzhe in the arms of the Mengxi skewers The little Nianzhe skewered in Mengxi's arms and made her giggle.
"Okay, little Nianzhe go to the house to write homework, after writing homework, auntie Mengxi will take you to eat delicious", "hmmmm"
"Xiaoxia, Shen Zhe he knows little Nianzhe's existence? " Mengxi glanced at the small Nianzhe not far away from the homework
"Shen Zhe is also getting married, and will have children, but the small Nianzhe for me is the only one, I'm very satisfied with the current life, every day watering the flowers, quiet, with small Nianzhe accompanied by a very good"
" Xiaoxia this is the life you want?"
"The life of the sometimes must have the life of the sometimes do not have the time do not force me and Shen Zhe after all is to swim in the garden no share why obsessed with this"
Shen Zhe wish you every day is happy and happy, I will take the little Nianzhe quietly through this life.
The best thing is not to see each other, but not to love each other.
Beautiful sentimental prose essay 2: the love of tears owed to you in a previous life
Author: Qin Shi Mingyue
Traveling through the world, we will always be the sudden karma smashed, and some of the karma is just a dream of a dream, instantly faded into a Pingxiang past; some of the karma is the landing of the roots of the roots, rooted into our lives, and from then on entangled. --Title
Early winter, the weather in the south is melancholy and sentimental, yesterday, the sky gloomy face, today, the oblique wind with a drizzle wantonly under the ground, making the air become more cold and humid, so that more people feel the winter of the sullen and cold.
The wind and cold rain, alone in a corner, alone in thought, alone in a sad song, alone in a sadness and loneliness, alone to endure a kind of heartache and helplessness.
"I am the love tears owed to you in the previous life, this life met you destined to be sad; the previous life reincarnation in exchange for this life, rubbing shoulders of the poignant heart words burnt to ashes ......"
When Chen Rui's mournful song in the ears over and over again, when the melancholy melody time and again in the air echo, sentimental mood as infectious virus in the heart constantly spread, heartache as the feeling of the haze in the air in the heart of the heavy shroud. I can't help but feel the heartache and sadness as I recall the past, think about our past lives, and face the inexorable reality of today.
Perhaps it is destined fate, so that we met at that age of ignorance to know each other, so that we taste the initial life of the green and sweet, so that we in the hazy love and sad. When we have not been able to y understand the meaning of love, can not face life alone, but have to face the reality of the separation of labor. In the face of the separation, young us is the heart of the blank hand and foot, can only let the heartache into silent tears, can only let the thoughts into the bone of the memory.
Walking through youth, walking through the years, walking through the days of fireworks, we also walked out of each other's sight. In the time of the gradual drift away, some people walking around on the loose, some love read read on the fade. Once warm and beautiful, once thought and hurt are scabbed into a scar, once "first love" has also become a symbol of the memory of a rosy and elegant. 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, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
We thought that our destinies would never meet again, and that our stories would become a thing of the past. Just shuttle in the world, we will always be sudden destiny smashed, some destiny is just a dream, the moment of fading into the past; some destiny but the landing roots, rooted into our lives, and from then on entangled.
Perhaps the former destiny is not yet, perhaps it is destined that we are in this emotion in the end is hard to escape. Separated for many years no news, we in their respective trajectories of life trekking, all the way to the dust, just did not think that one day we will meet unexpectedly. Goodbye to the joy, once sweet, time machine polishing traces, life experience to add the magic, let each other's hearts again ripples, we once again fell into the love of the tender trap. The only thing is that the years have gone by, and too much of the beauty of life has been missed, and we can't avoid the reality that things are not what they used to be.
"I want you to sleepless night only cold tears, read you look at the end of the world is only left with a broken heart; for you would like to practice in front of the Buddha millions of reincarnation, only in exchange for a life and you long follow." The song lingers in the ears over and over again, and the feeling of heartache swirls in the heart over and over again.
In fact, I would like to bloom time, accompany you to listen to the wind and enjoy the moon, accompanied by you to see the water flow; I would like to hold hands, promise a lifetime of tenderness, the promise of a world of madness. Just some encounters in life, look back is a flash, turn around is the end of the world; just some of the destiny of life, grabbed the happiness, missed the heartache has become forever. You and I reincarnation of the past life, only in exchange for this life rubbing shoulders of the bleak; you and I meet again, only in exchange for the irreparable heartbreak. Reality is cold and cruel, even if I practice in front of the Buddha millions of reincarnation, not for a long time with you and you, your scenery I just once passed by, some scenery once missed, became someone else's scenery forever. Karma is like a dream, love is shallow, those who miss the scenery, scattered people are living in the end of the fate, who can not be undone; "labor swallows flying thousands of tears, mandarin ducks separated ten thousand years of sadness." Since ancient times, how can I resist?!
"I am the love tears owed to you in the past life, met you in this life is destined to be sad; past life reincarnation in exchange for this life, rubbing shoulders of the poignant heart of the word burned to ashes. Want you sleepless night only cold tears, read you look off the end of the world only heartbreak; for you wish to practice in front of the Buddha millions of reincarnation, only in exchange for a life and you long together."
The tune can be played countless times back to the circle, thoughts are endlessly entangled, but karma can not go with the heart to reincarnation, but let us in the gathering and separation, tangled and entangled difficult to leave, so that I am destined to a lifetime full of tears and sadness. Guarding the ferry in time, in the alternation of seasons, I am in the south of the small town, with a longing and expectation, enduring a heartache and sadness. And far away in the northern city work nervous and busy you, in the world behind the flashy, whether you still remember once the oath, whether it is also the same hang on once the first love?
Meanwhile, the love is cut, deep love a few end up into a speechless pain; think infinite, love infinite, good love is ultimately a dream of prosperity. I am the love tears owed to you in the past life, this life met you destined to hurt.
Beautiful sentimental essay essay 3: life as a chess of the king of Farewell Ji
Slowly said that the square inch that the siege, victory or defeat, who can be Department of a body.
The world is like a chess game, don't laugh, only the king will be trapped in the deepest!
--Title
Life is like a game of chess, a step is a life and death, a world!
Look beyond, look down. Life is like chess, no regrets! I want my heart Cangsheng step vertical and red dust, the wind blowing also, the rain with the strike! Only bitter smile pen broken ink sprinkle floating, one point, two points, three points.
Thousands of pawns went to their deaths. The blood has become a river, and the souls of the heroes have returned! The whole world is in a state of mourning, and the world is in a state of mourning.
Sometimes, I just fantasize that the time it can be repeated, so that I can choose to do my own chess life king again!
Dreams and shadows of many sorrows! The promise of the beginning, endless sadness to cover up the hypocrisy of the world.
The Chu River and the Han River are dissected and spread out, only to see that the head of the car and the horse's face bitterly pressed, how one of the pawns indecisive, y trapped in the game of life and death.
Laugh, laugh, laugh! The first thing you need to do is to prevent the authorities from becoming obsessed with the situation, for fear of a carelessness and a total loss of the game.
Helpless and helpless! Sometimes, I thought to disperse the old situation, re-layout, it will be fog fog clouds, but found that everything is not as simple as imagined.
The knights under my command told me, "General, we are now surrounded by enemies, please cross the river and go, to be returned to reset the world hegemony!"
My underling strategists persuaded me, "The Lord is the son of God in Heaven, born with the power of God, and with the power of the mountains, he will make this world topple!"
When the artillery fire pressed the border, destructive forces pouring in, is already the remnants of the game, I only put the soldiers to block the generals, who cares about the danger of his chess!
Every step every way is their own choice; fall, pain, even if the tears flooded into a disaster, never dry! There is no one else to blame. My mistake has been made, there is no medicine for regret, and time will not flow backwards.
Greet me, only destruction!
The branch in front of the window is quiet, and the curtain is rolled up with sadness.
Knitted brows tired, diamond flowers to see, a description of the lead through the sad sad now.
Judan pharyngeal, a few sad all over, blood withered, cut lips chest resentment.
My lovely person has passed away, Yu Ji Yu Ji, if what to do!
Complaining, complaining, complaining.
The sky is merciful, but people are heartless. The soul of my human child is finally dispersed.
String of pearls, ear trembling, embroidery court, defeat makeup world chaos!
Sigh, sigh, sigh.
Bronze mirror before the diamond, I am fully focused on your body, a pair of phoenix eyes like water, soft with charming, but also with talk of cold, ten fingers, skin like fat, snow white through the pink, a pair of lips, smile as sweet, a move seems to be in the dance, long hair down to the ankles, waist slim, long limbs, endowed with a song of hairpin phoenix.
This is the woman of my king, my favorite woman.
I covered my eyes and tried desperately to find my light in my fingers. Wipe away the tears, but can not erase the heart of the hurt! You're wrong, I'm wrong! He's wrong, or again, you're right, I'm right, he's right. What does it matter? The road ahead is confusing, the more decadent and miserable!
What about life and what about death?
I was born a man of honor, and died a ghost. I will not give up.
My path, the name is: "Hegemony!"
You die, I want to numb my heart, only endless killing. Only then will my anger subside and you will remain in my heart forever.
Once I thought love was just a joke, now you are gone. I realize that even as a king, love is a kind of heaven and earth. My heart, has been filled, you alone is enough!
Converted warp and woof, a world, an identity, finally understand, one person alone to guard a city! Your city!
And now, after the autumn rain frost has covered the twilight quietly dyeing the city! Because, now winter.
I miss the past, that is more than two thousand years ago the story! It is simple and lonely! But now I long for the state, a person's world, love like flotsam, pulling the sadness like this, only I am alone.
Gradually, I realized that without love, there is no life.
So I phase three Shi six into five, the car one into nine, spring drinking double horse, two guns divided frame; only to form a hugging the momentum. I closed my eyes since I never cared about that who is with me General!!!!
My life as a chess, is life and death. Loneliness and danger coexist.
I am Mahexeni! Dare to dream, dare to chase the dream! Dreams, not far from me, reach out and touch.
Life, the king of all ages reigns supreme.
Death, the grass bandit a life as a slave.