1, has always believed that the best state of mind, not to avoid the traffic, but in the heart of the cultivation of hedge planting chrysanthemums. The world has been disturbed, will always make people tired of tired, find a leisurely afternoon, close the window of the mind, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world, a cup of tea, a book, is a period of quiet time. Tea, you can taste the flavor of life; books can find the conversion of the soul. Light embrace a meter of sunlight into the arms, and the fragrance of the book, let the flow of the heart, in the season of shallow ripples, life in this leisurely time into a flower.
2, time is better than a good hand into spring doctor, it can help us heal the bleeding heart. Time is like an almighty comforter, it can enlighten us to forget the wounds of life. Time is like a wise man who guides the seeker to construct the building of knowledge. Time is like a point screen into a fly painter, he will help the diligent to depict the brilliant tomorrow.
3, today and today, today is how little! Today and not for, when this matter is over! Life is a hundred years today, today is not a real pity! If you say to wait for tomorrow to arrive, tomorrow and tomorrow things. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
4, time is the most just referee, no matter you are rich or poor, will be fairly distributed to you a good time, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, 24 hours a day, eighty-six thousand four hundredths of a second, no more, no less, depending on how you can reasonably arrange it, maybe someone will create a great invention in a day or research to explore a new element, maybe someone will be a day in the The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
5, tomorrow and tomorrow, tomorrow, how much, I live to be tomorrow, everything into a waste of time. If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring and autumn will come to the old. I'm looking at the water flowing eastward and the sun falling westward. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to do in a hundred years, but I'd like you to listen to my song about tomorrow.
6, looking back, heart because of love, love because you. In the red dust, your love came with a bang, and went through it lightly. My world is full of disappointment that you left behind. Your warmth, your smile, your tears, in the bottom of the melancholy of this autumn, the memories quietly locked in the wind and rain in the fall of the fall color. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most important things in your life, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The moonlight is hazy, wrapped around the fingers of a thousand silk, a few times in love, love is not sent. A bunch of heart incense weaves dreams in the deep and shallow lines of poetry. The old love has been exhausted, love is difficult to chase, the years are like water, empty remaining long hate laugh at the falling flowers flying clouds.
7, life is a painting outlined with feelings, colorful; years is a book written with experience, full of sadness and joy. The vicissitudes of life is an experience; indifferent is a kind of wisdom; happiness is a kind of feeling; sweet and sour is the taste of life; beautiful flowers is the color of life. The most precious is the memory; the most beautiful is the innocence; the most let us instantly grow is the suffering. Every experience will make life abundant; every gathering and scattering is a sublimation of life. Let the sunshine penetrate the fog of life, illuminating every corner of life, life sometimes need to look back with a smile `splash.
8, time will also be fair to the two different results: the first, all day long, fell empty-handed, leaving only infinite regret; the second, hard work is fruitful, they use their own hard work and wisdom, to make great contributions to the country, the community affirmed that in addition to the value of their lives, and they are also back to be proud of this.
9, everyone has a road of their own, when walking to a certain section of life, will meet other people with the same road, in this journey, walk the same road, see the same scenery, then, the distance is very close. However, there is no such thing as an unending banquet, and sometimes goodbye may be forever. Even if really goodbye, will be relatively speechless, because all have their own experience, their own story, in addition to that long time no see will never find the topic!
10, the world's fastest and slowest, the longest and shortest, the most ordinary and most precious, the most easily ignored and the most regrettable is time.
11, and now any love in the thoughts of the disk knot, any tears in the pain in the flight. The depths of thought always read a name, with a persistent and lonely heart miss those old marks. People idle shallow disease wine, wine a cup, figure a drunk, but always bitter taste, because you are the bottom of the cup of that piece of Huanglian, in the heart of the sea of sheep is not endless thoughts of you. In the past years, every time you look back, a hurt and touched all together in the heart. The first time I saw the movie, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
12, the wheel of the years, polished our once vigorous youth, young brand in the brush of time slowly blurred. However, in the process of our old age, some things have been in place to stay, any light stripped, any wind and rain blowing, those memories at the beginning of the time, but did not change at all. Some things, some people, is permanently entrenched in our spirit, so that our mind has a weight, so that our life has a heavy.
13, the silhouette of time, warmed up how many encounters, and how much despondent parting. The past through time, wet the corners of the eyes of who? The heart through the heart, warm and moist, who misses? Reach out and seem to be able to touch the temperature of the past, twilight look back you are not in the lights of the end of the place. Those who once held each other's hands; once the oath of alliance, is finally sprinkled in the water between the flowers. Time is always mercilessly take away certain things, and then let us miss, perhaps the beauty of life, lies in the encounter and parting between the traces of the years left behind, you do not regret the smile between the eyebrows, is the most beautiful I have written through the years. Then if you meet, do not ask is the fate is robbery, shallow encounter, deep hide, each other well, is a sunny day.
14, youthful years of youthfulness, perched in the passing of time, silent counting the length of thoughts. I remember that sunny afternoon, the same as the soup I, with the girl's elegance, youthful ignorance, through the overflowing flowers of the trail, encountered the young man who smiled at me. That piece of falling petals, is you give me the original letter; that bright smile, is you give me the original good. Encounter, is a tree of blossoms, I read out too much warmth in your eyebrows, until after years of memory, although it is separated from the years of warmth and cold, separated from the mountain high water long, is still so clear, so beautiful.
15, life is a surge of tides, come, go; wealth is a train, into, out; yesterday is a landscape, see, forget; time is a passer-by, stop, go; love is a game, lost, tired; marriage is a cup of tea, thick, light; life is a funnel, gained, lost; confusion is an attitude, put, collected; cultivate the heart is a microblogging. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
16, your time is limited, so do not live for others. Don't be limited by dogma, don't live in other people's ideas. Don't let other people's opinions sway your inner voice. The most important thing is to be brave enough to follow your own heart and intuition, only your own heart and intuition to know your own true thoughts, everything else is secondary.
17, time to tell us: time is gone, once have, do not forget; have got, more to cherish; belong to their own, do not give up; have lost, stay in memory; want to get, must work; but most importantly, is to cherish yourself. Cherish today, look forward to tomorrow.
18, I want to give you, but can not walk into your world. I want to use my whole world to exchange for a ticket to your world, however, that is only my wishful thinking. My world, you don't care; your world, I'm driven away. I really like you, close your eyes, think I can, but flow down, but did not deceive themselves.
19, I always believe in fate. Because the world is very big, even if it is rubbing shoulders rusty people, meet also floating with a faint edge, afraid of, you and my destiny will eventually scattered in the rolling dust. Therefore, the edge is you, I cherish; edge end you go, I put. Once in a dream alive. At this moment, everything, is it still so engraved? Originally, the heart, has been waiting in the old.
20, lightly wipe the eyes of acacia, look through the old things like smoke, this earthly old road, difficult to trip, love and hate is difficult to round, the other side of the shore, the ice and snow entanglement, the process of tear drop weathering millenniums, look back, the meekness of this glance attacked in the heart of the sea of the most cowardly place, such as lamps, such as weaving. Acacia red dust, eye over no trace, love long time, hate long time. (statement) How can I help, a night of spring wind, people than yellow flowers thin.
21, know how many cycles of the world, so that my tears left behind in Jiangnan, turned into a river of spring water, swirling in your soft embrace, turned into a river of smoke and rain, splashing wet fragrance of the dress, turned into a love flower, open in the red dust? In the years of Shaohua, the faint sound of the flute, woke up who? I came from the dream, holding a paper umbrella, leisurely, from the deep rainy alley. Raise a Tang wind, whisked through the small building pavilion; floating up all the way Song rain, wet willow green and red.
22, eternal night residual, lonely lamp is not cold, the former Shaohua Jing chic, Acacia said not finished, I am not yet, yesterday's deep love, the Chinese dress sleeve dance, show is not exhausted, Acacia a few songs, but it is not, the green silk thousand strangers, the red face eventually become emaciated, two lines of tears? To this landscape, thinking about a world, it is difficult to pass away, or love heavy, gradually fade smile, fraud eyes, is still difficult to give up, one of the Secretary of a smile, entangled, if we forget, or life-long obsession?
23, there is always a place, a lifetime will not be mentioned again, but also a lifetime will not. There is always a person, a sorry, let you, carved in stone. There is always a love, has been living in the heart, but parted in. Can't forget the memories, inheritance is, miss, as a pass through it. To and fro around presented a lot of people, there is always a position, has not changed. Look at the warm sunshine, occasionally still think about it.
24, who is wandering by the road, who is waiting for the ancient road. A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years. Loneliness who with, who ****. Rubbing shoulders in a previous life, meeting in this life. Love floats in the wind, love plays in the rain. Once infatuated, once confused, the dream woke up with the wind. At this moment: love has no words, love has no sound. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
25, the past life, look back, this life, who can rely on the rolling dust! The so-called Irena, in the water side, the talent is difficult to rely on, tears flow thousands of lines! Leaning against the window alone, the moon sprinkled haggard face, since the Gu Pan, alone! It's hard to cut the thread of love, it's hard to break the thought of love, day by day, night by night, hope! The magpie is approaching the branch, adding to the desolation, the heart has no hope, tears spilling out of the dress! The years are flying by, how can we afford to waste time? How can I stop the flow of the wine?
26, the last look back on the bridge of Naihe, the last trace of fascination for the red earth into the pale cheeks of the two lines of tears. Tears into the Mona soup, stationed at the head of the three stone, the past life, heavy reincarnation appeared in front of the thousands of years of ice, ten thousand years of loneliness, at that moment all return to the quiet. The farewell of the past life, the meeting of this life, the reunion of the next life. Floating life is like a dream, a hundred folds and a thousand times
27, years like water, can not see through the red dust in the water and moon in the mirror; the past is like smoke, can not wave the years past; to be the end of the bustle, only the remaining memories. Leaning alone on the West Tower, looking at the end of the ten miles of Cuiwei; Bijie Red Dust, not to participate in the half-que sadness; a river of autumn water, isolated from how much infatuation. A night of the west wind, withered the blue tree; a bottle of wine, drunken red face; after a goodbye, the mountain is long and wide
28, there you are, the sun is brutal; there you are, the four seasons of warmth; there you are, not afraid of danger; there you are, looking forward to forever. I'll be waiting for you at the door when the smoke rises. When the sun sets, I wait for you on the mountain side. The leaves are yellow, I'm waiting for you under the tree. The moon is bending, I'm waiting for you on the fifteenth day. When the drizzle comes, I wait for you under the umbrella. The stream is frozen, I'm waiting for you by the river. Life is tired, I'll wait for you in heaven. We are old, I am waiting for you in the next life.
29, suddenly recalled that the dust can not linger, since the Secretary left, dimming the prosperity of the world, leaving a lone shadow wandering a few times, drinking alone under the moon, the shadow of death; strangers lack of people to appreciate the flowers, the red dust flying alone with who lead? Alone emaciated, put the sword forlornly look, the way to the road, and then no longer see that a trace of plain dress elegant. The swallow in front of the hall, bathed in smoke and rain, sounding the moon flying alone, the lotus under the moon, Maundy Maundy seaweed, accompanied by the mud swaying, the people in the building, stained with lovesickness.
30, want to keep each other, difficult to look at each other, people are the end of the world sad; love is easy to die, hate is also long, the lights of the people wandering; line thousands of mountains, wading through the water, the road of tears on the road of lovesickness; spring flowers, autumn leaves fall, after the prosperity of the residual aroma; wine, the heart is also drunk, the shirt light sleeve dance fly; think of the autumn water, the idea of the Izzy, the end of the world comparable to the mandarin ducks; love in the past life, the present life, the debt, the red world of dreaming a round.
31, the heart is upset, nowhere to recall? The empty broken heart, look at the flowers broken fall, a fall of thought, half a world of sadness, who can understand, I love you crazy! I've been in love with you for a long time, but I'm not sure where to send my thoughts. Lonesome sadness, quietly watching the spring flowers summer night Xie, three lifetimes of goodwill, this world away from each other, who understands me, remember you look like jade? I'm so sad, I've been obsessed with you, I've been crazy, I've been waiting for you, I'm not in love with you, I'm not happy, I'm not happy. If it is the past, I wish not to see, I wish not to go, or not die?
32, butterflies love the end of the world, migrate a season, watch a season, to the shadow of the two abandoned, love is not born for the love, bright tears rain, only because of the sense of the gentleman, make me think of the gentleman and twilight. Ultimately, who makes the string broken, flowers fall on the shoulder, trance, re-talking about the old fate, things are not the same song empty pass, and since the memory of the year. Meet again, memory far, sadness and happiness in the heart has been changed, when the old dream round, turn around, a wisp of cold incense far, the death of snow deep, smile shallow. The next life you ferry me, may wish
33, how many people are saying that I will wait for you: waiting for you to turn over repentance of that day; I will wait for you, waiting for you to go against your will and I together that day; I will wait for you, waiting for you to leave that person to come to my side that day; I will wait for you? However, people can ever know, the world, not a few really stand up to wait! More sentences on the heart calendar.
34, the wind dance bright moon, the dream falls between the flowers. A dream woke up, two eyebrows, lovesickness all dye. The only body in the sky, the only drunken greed. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. Dependent on the window, let the wind blow, see the flowers fall, under the yellow flower tree, are you flicking the jade flute, drunken plucking love strings? I'm looking at the millennium, the prosperity is scattered, but I'm not changing my mind. I'm sorry to say that a few times, I can't walk away from the dream of the flowers, but it is still a dream of the honeyed sweet words.
35, once said that the love is not worried, why the cape does not keep each other, his heart coincidental, hard to understand the edge, love late regret, love is difficult to return, the millennium expectations ended up in ashes, do not look back, ultimately a flashy dream, the ancient song is still broken, where to talk about the sadness. The red dust and floating life when you don't want to, at the end of the world don't go to each other, but it is difficult to solve the worry, it is unforgettable, tears seeping clothes, the most thought, if it is young and wild, it will be cut the love injury, tears from taste? Not know each other, there is no harm
36, don't think of disturbing the heart, bitter as medicine, a few knots of sadness, just with the goodbye, thin infatuation, you can know the old face, don't tearful, ask the Secretary to think of love, a cup of oblivion wine, alone to enjoy the lonely moon, a thousand worlds of pride, since the round and the lack of, and seek to get drunk in the world, light and not solve the love injury, want to wake up the rest of me only! Obsessed with the reincarnation of the love of thought, the Secretary of the Fanghua, can be remembered and forgotten, see things do not think of people, two-phase strangers, the Irena beauty, pouring the country and pouring the city, fascinated by the end of the world, a round of the moon, to see all the world
37, leave with the stop or sustained, is always the performance of the play, around the people come and go, some things are destined to be separated, some events are destined to stay, some are destined to doomed to not belong to their own, when we are accustomed to all this When we are used to all the sweet and sour or will not again, not used to when you can squat down to hug yourself, that is to give yourself a not lonely embrace.
38, why we always do not understand cherish the person in front of us? In the future foreseeable reunion, we thought that there will always be reunion, always have the fate to meet again, always think that there is a chance to say sorry, but never thought that every wave of goodbye may be farewell, every sigh, may be the last sigh in the world.
39, there is a person who understands you, is the biggest. This person, not necessarily beautiful, but he can read you, can enter the depths of your heart, can see everything in your heart. The person who understands you the most will always be always by your side, silently guarding you, loving you, not letting you be wronged. The people who really love you will not say a lot of words to love you, but will do a lot of things to love you.
40, I thought only when the hobby, can move you, originally just touched myself. If one day you walk into my heart, you will cry, because it is full of you. If one day I walk into your heart, I will also cry, because there is no me. If one day in the noisy city, we passed by, I will freeze in my tracks, watching the back of that far away, informing myself that person I once loved. ;