2, think of your world, thunder and lightning is hissing overhead, perhaps in derision. A cloud, thoughts are divided into millions of articles, falling into deep space.
3, think of your world, the sky cleared, the sky after the rain like a conscience washed in tears.
4, think of your world, my heart hurts, our love really can only accompany the wild current of time with the wind?
5, think of your world, I do not know where to go to get the seeds of strength, my heart slowly as dead gray class, I do not know what kind of extreme this will be.
6, think of your world, only to complain about people in the wind gathering and dispersing are not by me, dancing in the autumn wind, the thoughts of the sky dancing in the autumn wind.
7, in the world of thinking about you, I'm not afraid of the pain of lovesickness, I'm only afraid of your loneliness, I'm not afraid of my own loneliness, I'm only afraid that you can't see yourself, there is no place to talk about your grief.
8, want you in the world, sigh a sigh, cause tears words can not say, alone gloomy silence, I still remember you once so y for me to cry.
9, want you in the world, I am listening to your cry, if you feel lonely please do not be afraid, because I embarked on this journey with you before.
10, think of your world, you give her a smile he will give a smile, you give her sorrow she than return you in sorrow.
11, think of your world, I am more like a love beggar, I am afraid of losing good fear of their own love of people embarked on that parting station.
12, think of your world, I am afraid that we two will go farther and farther away, until we fade out each other's world.
13, think of your world, we have become each other's love scavengers, become each other's love in the world of passers-by.
14, think of your world, think if it is a hero to respect their women, if he can be happy is the long-cherished wish of this life.
15, think of your world, I look up to the pale dilemma, I look forward to heaven pity me for the pain of lovesickness, give me a one your smiling face.
16, want you in the world, the expectation that even to the breeze to bring you a smile can be, but my lonely supplicant walking in the boundless desert, and how there will be such alms?
17, want you in the world, I never accept other people's charity, but when I see their own loved ones farther and farther away, I look forward to such charity.
18. In the world of thinking about you, I have only one long-cherished wish, which is to bring you happiness.
19, want you in the world, such as if my departure is your happiness, then I will turn around and leave, even with a lifetime of sorrow and regret.
20, want your world, I am willing to use my life to exchange, I just pray that God will give me another twenty years of time to pay back the kindness I owe, I finished what I owe I am willing to return to the dust, quietly lying in the dirt looking at you.
Good sentences about the animal world
1, the golden chicken has a proportional body type, robust feet, head wearing a yellow crown, neck decorated with a golden "collar", both shoulders have a golden shawl.
2, the golden chicken stood in the sun with open wings, like a phoenix sunrise, covered in gold shiny golden, beautiful.
3, look at the style of chicken grabbing food, disgusting, before and after planing, left squeeze right kick, lest they can not eat alone like greedy heart exposed
4, peacock fly up as a beautiful green colored clouds, from the top of the mountain.
5, and so open the door of the chicken coop, you see, this gang of struggling chickens, not at all like ducks, not humbly and courteously out in order, but crowded and rubbed, even flying with a call, each running away as if fleeing.
6, when the cranes spread beautiful wings, dancing, the long legs, the elegant dance how like the outstanding "ballet master".
7, the snow-white head of the crane topped with a bright red crown of flesh, like a white gold crown embedded in a dazzling ruby.
8, the yellow cockerel head and neck, is citing (háng) high song, as if a debut tenor singer, glowing.
9, the peacock open screen, as if a blue fan, tail feathers on the eye spots reflecting the light, as if countless small mirrors.
10, the peacock's small head like inserting a few emerald flowers, unfolding the color screen like a huge feather fan, a black ring, black, green and yellow, like countless large eyes.
11, the neighbor's rooster fled, but my rooster with a victor's gesture, looks like a triumphant general, in the yard, constantly circling, show might.
12, roaming cranes like early blooming rushes, sheepishly and slowly landed in the swampy area.
13, there is a surprisingly large number of peacocks there, on the side of the road, in the field, three groups, five a group, as if the beauty dragged the emerald-colored skirt, swimming around, do not avoid people.
14, the black dog does not roar and bark, like a very identity of the warrior, dignified and sophisticated, motionless squatting there, male and female open chest fluffy long hair.
15, that the black bull violent and vicious, two eyes as big as a ping-pong ball, red as a flame, two sharp horns on the head, sharp as a blade.
16, the bees, good diligence, yo, rush like flying around. The bees, hairy feet holding flower pollen, happy to "buzz" straight yell, as if afraid that people do not know; to go to the bees, gauze like small wings fan ah fan ah, wind and fire, as if to rush to class.
17, the dog is a golden yellow hair, shiny, like just rubbed oil.
18, that little black dog, a black shiny fur, like black satin generally oily and smooth; snow-white small paws, like 4 plum blossoms; that pouting little tail, always leisurely and constantly wagging. There, majestically spreading out the velvet-like long hair on his chest. The dog's bark is not as breathless as the cat's mimicry, nor as terrifying as the tiger's, but is full of vigor, making it sound majestic and dry.
19, the colorful pheasants, holding out their chests, striding out of the grass nest, like proud generals.
20, those swans with pink paws paddling the lake forward, the lake swept up a circle of sparkling ripples, far away as if a white sailboat swinging in the water, but also like the sky of a white cloud reflected in the water.
21, the pigeon has white feathers like snow, reddish-brown beak, smart eyes, long legs, a pair of feet like chicken claws but no flippers. Standing there, pavilion, simply like an elegant and noble lady. When the pigeon is standing there not moving, it is
22, the swan is sometimes quite necked and head high, like a general; sometimes curved neck and head down, idle elegance is like a fairy.
23, the rabbit's ears are big and long, as long as you hear a little light sound, will be "swish" up, deftly turned in all directions, looking for the sound of the place, until the sound is not, only to return to normal.
24, the breeze blowing on the wire two pigeons that snow-white feathers, it is simply two just out of the apprentice acrobats in the tightrope walk it, like two silver notes set in the pentatonic spectrum. A group of white pigeons chirping in the air, as if in the blue sky suddenly under a white June snow. That mule tilted his head, the red tassel on the head of the leather cage, like a bright red cocklebur in the autumn rain.
26. The pigeon has long, hard plumes on its wings and tail, which can be opened like a folding fan. This pigeon's feathers are gray, like a silver-gray coat; the neck has a circle of golden feathers, like a beautiful and dazzling gold necklace on a young girl's neck.
27, the white rooster put up the crown angrily flapped his wings, stretching his long neck arrow-like forward. Suddenly, with a strange cry, bowing, the hair on his neck spread out like a fan, rose up in the air and pounced on the flower rooster.
28, the white swan with red flippers vigorously paddling that green lake water, the body is like a dinghy model of swaying.
29. The blizzard was getting more and more fierce, scraping the sheep rolling like cotton balls.
30, the sheep wandering on the grassland is like a pile of rolling silver.
31, flocks of pigeons pecking on the road, frequently nodding their heads, cooing and cooing and calling, quietly moving their feet, they are not afraid of people, just people approach, as if to give way to people, coaxed to fly up, playing a spin, and swish in the far front of the fall.
32, Kingfisher head feathers like olive-colored turban, embroidered with emerald green patterns, back feathers like light green spring dress, abdominal feathers like russet shirt.
33, the big rooster body full of shiny flower feathers, like wearing a brocade coat, it called up: "Oh date oh!" The majestic appearance, really like a "golden trumpeter".
34, geese body structure is very much like a boat, a pair of webbed feet, like two oars. The flat beak has a jagged notch, making it easy to cut off the tender leaves and young stems of plants and pore over the tubers and seeds of aquatic plants.
35, the lake, when the swan stretches the broad wings, lead the wings to beat the water traveling, like a leaf of the flat boat, a sail. Wide lake, groups of white swans, wandering leisurely, like a white wadding in the wind drift.
36, the lake is calm, the water is clear to the bottom, the mountain light and water color into one, white as if in a fairyland between, linger.
37, like crafts in the store.
38, the crab has me half a palm big, shell in addition to the abdomen are lime green, as if wearing a green smock. Its hard body, like wearing a suit of armor. Look, the pair of sturdy crab pincers, seems to set up "boxing" posture. Ah, the eight footsteps, each of which consists of seven small sections, like eight slender "seven-sectioned stick". The tip of a claw-shaped section, the rest of the sections of the shape of a flat stick or short column. The footsteps also have some fine hairs, to the appearance of this formidable, added a few points of momentum.
39, a group of geese in the sunlight shaking wings, leisurely fly up from the grass. They lined up "one" flying into the sky, like a warrior, shouting, singing, voice full of conviction of victory.
40, in a flash, "thousands of miles of snow" smoothly into the air, almost like gliding over the deep ditch, gently landed on the other side, continue to run forward.
41, the surface of the water, a group of black pressure of wild ducks, brilliant feathers, in the sunset glow, like floating a cluster of garlands.
42, the sun came out, shining on the yellow feathers of the bird, the whole body became golden, almost like the mythical golden-winged bird. To the forest, the clamor of hundreds of birds, as if playing a never-ending music, even the slight trembling of the leaves seem to be singing.
43, the sun bird's beak was born very peculiar, very much like an awl, and pointed and long, slightly curved.
44, the swan's white porcelain smooth feathers, without a trace of impurities, as if a thick ink splash up, will be the whole rolled down, not stained on the half a star.
45, the cranes fly long distances, often lined up in a "V" shape or "Y" shape. From a distance, they look like they are floating in a light and elegant style.
46, the dog's bark is not like the cat's mimi sound as breathless, not like the tiger's bark as horrible, but full of gas, so that people sound strong and dry feeling.
47, the chickens are coming, ah ah ah ah ah, red undershirt, green tail, yellow pant legs, sheep's hooves, and so on, crowded a large, like countless living flowers. Some of them flapped their wings and ran in the Wo Ping; some of them knocked each other's mouths, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years. Some peck a mouthful of leaves, drink a mouthful of water, mouth chirping bar, but also pretend to be a gentleman mile.
48, the newborn kitten, eyes closed, weak call, bare body, like a wriggling meat ball. After the full moon, the fluff is all grown. Some neck ring is white, limbs full of white hair, back black mixed with gray, tail gray and black; some from head to tail wearing an ink "cloak", paws are white, people say it is a good breed, called "Wu Yun Gaixue"; some of the whole body is yellow, now tiger stripes, people give It's beautifully named "Jin Buxue"; there is also a white fur with a black tail, known as "snow dragged the gun". The cat's first steps were to get to the top of the stairs, and then to the bottom of the stairs, and then to the top of the stairs.
49, gray and white chub, swim like an arrow, perhaps only by jet aircraft to catch up. Blackfish, that is a Hercules, more than a wrestler, you have to be careful of its gills on both sides of the hard spines, and the tail like a steel whip. Carp, grow fat and short, swim up a swing, put on a very solemn look, live like a big boss.
50, the chicken ate worms, food bag bulging like a small ball, walking are swaying. Look at those hens, red under the chin, holding out a big belly, "cluck cluck", climbed to the grass nest to have a treasure to go.
51, the goldfinch singing and jumping, and sometimes fluttering, like a group of tireless children, to this quiet mountain more added interest.
52, the golden pheasant's feathers all over the body are colorful and shiny, like wearing a big gorgeous dress.
Endless thoughts into tenderness, written on rice paper to his tender thoughts, that state of mind should be how beautiful, when a period of sadness is replaced by warmth, miss become exceptionally satisfied, just think of a person, can feel the promise of the end of days.
The wind after the rain, refreshing and melancholy, can blow away the dirt of the earth, but can not blow away their lonely mood. The wind is bluer and lonelier than the coastline, and the rain is wetter and lonelier than the clouds; you are more distant and cold than I thought, and I think of you more often than I thought of myself ......
Tonight, the stars are like the sea, and the melody trickles in, and it is me who is calling out, thinking about, and holding on to you. I like to use words to weave a wonderful past for you, I like to think of you in words, I like to record all the bits and pieces between us here, in the heart.
I like to singularly cycle a song until I get tired of hearing it. I like to be paranoid about liking someone until I hate it. When you miss a person, but the mind over and over again repeatedly think, at this moment you, where? What are you doing? Is not also able to realize the thoughts?
Thousands of miles apart, thinking of you is not easy, do not want you more difficult
1, thinking of love is a very mysterious thing, flickering and flickering, sunk in the heart. I am powerless to resist, especially to the night, thinking of you to the point of not being able to breathe, thinking of you.
2, Lynn, the other day dreamed of you, far away in heaven, are you okay? May we still be classmates in the next life. Miss you
3, there is a kind of thinking, is faint happiness; there is a kind of happiness, is often attached; there is a kind of attachment, is appreciated from afar. Not all the dreams can be realized; not all the words are too late to tell; not all the love have results. Please cherish for love, wait until your hair has traces of snow, can still remember that there was such a beautiful, and such a person who let himself miss, how is not a kind of happiness.
4, my young lover ah, you carved scars on me, carved time, in those tearful eyes forget each other night, I still remember, you are love itself. Now I realize that between people, there are always some thoughts that can not be forgotten. The original thought, heart broken, can only be broken once.
5, the fish said: no one saw me shed tears, because I live in the water. The water said: I know you are in tears, because you are in my heart.
6, thinking of a period of time palm prints, hiding in a certain time, a certain place, miss a stand in the way of coming also stand in the way of going to let me hang on to the person -
7, once inspired to remember, once accompanied by the warmth of the memory of you. I will always remember you.
8, thoughts like a tide, surging in every night of wanting you; attachment like the sea, surging in every busy day; as if embracing you kissing and hugging you, so that the breath of love quietly sliding along to forever and ever, so that you use the soul to touch the boundlessness of my love.
9, day by day, I think of you do not see you, you can know that I have a piece of heart, to see you in the heart twice as much pro, and you cast the fate if the neighbor, the thoughts of the heart of the invasion of the often, the poems of a poem for the gentleman chanting.
10, fireworks flying when the flame fell into the sea. Forgetting is as good as remembering, and it is the best souvenir to give to each other. Love, never counted as a homecoming. Nor is it our salvation from each other.
11, my father died a year ago, when his old man left, I was not around. Now, the first Qingming Festival is coming, I can not go back for him to toast a cup of water, bow a few heads. Looking at my hometown, I feel like I'm drifting around, I can't help it.
12, you know what it's like to miss someone, like drinking a big glass of ice water, and then a long, long time to flow into hot tears.
13, in the passing of time, remembering the long-lost you, thoughts come to life. A delicate card, a cavity of thoughts, plus pious blessings, sent to you far away.
14, and later love are not so pure and flawless. Innocence is the most valuable thing in the world. It is her that we thirst for.
15, Oh, this river of thoughts is a river that never runs dry! It flows day and night, unceasingly, all to your heart, all to the ocean of love!
16, tomorrow, is a rare day of rest. But I know I'm alone again in the room to spend that boring twenty-four hours. Because, I don't have you... Dear, do you know I miss you
17, in every miss day, think of you is not easy, do not want you more difficult, may with a piece of difficult to understand the mood, y miss you! Happy Valentine's Day!
18, square inches, a concern remembered in the heart; time and space, often put you to think about; is the soulmate, sincere wishes like gold; enough friends, good luck to you forever!
19, life is good, easy to contact, thoughts are not reduced, I wish my friends all the best!
20, thoughts precipitated by the love of attachment; language records the life of the little by little; nostalgia carries the memory of the hometown; smile filled with loved ones full of affection.
21, in this quiet spring night, at this moment, you enter the dreamland? Then, let this lovesick red beans into a brilliant meteor, into your dream, with you quietly dialog.
22, from a wet memory wrung out of a gray rainy season outside the window drifting rain that is the teardrops of my thoughts.
23, is it wrong to know each other? It is difficult to have a destiny without a share. It's hard to understand the true meaning of love, hard to suffer every minute of every hour. It is hard to say that I am too ruthless, no wonder you are very sad. It's hard to have a good time, and it's hard to forget a love affair.
24, the palm of the emotional line is always snuggled up to the phone, the phone on the display of the text is to inform you, do not forget to look at their own emotional line, do not forget that I miss you.
25, accompanied by a soft melody, looking for roses, when you are by my side, you are everything; when you are not by my side, everything is you.
26, I think of you, my lovesickness is like the green vine that entangles the tree, flying long in the spring rain and dew, and you, is the evergreen tree in my heart.
27, No matter how many mistakes you make, or how slowly you progress, you are ahead of those who do not try.
28, the mountain is long, the water is long, all the way to blow this point of love, but also the separation of the melancholy of this lovesickness, only to send a lovesickness of the heart, v. Hao Hao bright moon, just as the bright moon thousands of miles to send the love of the heart, but I hope that the people are long, thousands of miles of **** Canyuanjuan.
29, I miss you, are you thinking of me? Maybe in this late night, I miss you the most, I know I shouldn't miss your smile, your voice, your face, but still I can't help but miss you all the time! Really miss you.
30, if the frog did not turn into a prince, if the princess did not wake up, if the little mermaid did not turn into a bubble, I still believe in love? Believe! Because there are still you on my side.
31, with the growth of age, we are not losing some friends, but we know who is the real friend.
32, miss the taste of relatives, is no one can understand oh!