At night, I set out alone.
Kissing the sleeping morning mist. The heart is filled with happiness about whom.
Embarking on a solo journey. A leaf's fading, a man's winter.
The scenery recedes, the heart is tangled, those faintly blue views, continue in a strange clamor. The lifeline in the palm of your hand, where does it take the future? Perhaps one should be grateful, for every foggy day.
After the fog lifts, perhaps.
Maybe there will be a surprise, waiting for you, quietly, on the corner of the street. =========================== Is this OK? I like it very much Oh ~ ~ and then give you some good lines to pick Then the following is the famous poems, I do not know whether it is useful to you? ====================== Love is sometimes like waiting for the bus, do not want to sit on the bus one after another frequent stop for you, and really want to sit on, but how to wait, like an intentional mischief.
Waiting for the bus finally came late, but like about good like a group of lines even two or three, so people do not know what to do, no matter which one to sit on, can not erase the heart of the faint disappointment, always worried about missing whether it is the best In the world, there is a kind of bird, it can be for the beloved ones to travel the world, and even can be in the distance, quietly guarded to protect the people it loves. But never disturb his life. Guess what it's called? It is called the immortal bird.
In every corner of the world, I do not know how many waiting people hiding, secretly hiding their hearts. I don't want to let anyone know this inner throbbing, just want to wait for him quietly one day There is a kind of love can't withstand waiting, there is a kind of love can't withstand hurt.
I don't know what kind of love is the most beautiful, is the love until death do not change, is to hold hands with the son wedge old love, or was once the roaring, through the storm, and finally came together love? All the way through, have seen so many people experience love, pass love, enjoy love, escape love. Only to realize that there is a kind of love can not withstand the damage ====================== Once upon a time there was a young farmer who wanted to date his lover.
But the young man was in a hurry, came too early, and did not have the patience to wait. He did not care to watch the bright sunshine, charming spring colors and bright flowers, lying down head first under a big tree long sigh.
Suddenly a dwarf appeared in front of him. "I know why you are moping."
The dwarf said, "Take this button and sew it on your shirt. When you are going to meet a time when you have to wait, just turn this button to the right, and you can skip time as far as you want."
This was very much to the lad's liking. He took hold of the button and tried to turn it: ah, his lover had appeared in front of him and was smiling and winking at him! How wonderful, he thought to himself, it would be even better if the wedding took place now.
He tried again: a grand wedding, a sumptuous banquet, him and his lover seated side by side, surrounded by piped music, a melodious sound. He looked up, stared into his wife's eyes, and thought again, How nice it would be to be just the two of us now! He quietly turned the button: immediately the night is over ...... the wishes of his heart cascaded: we should have a house.
He turned the button: the house flew at once before his eyes, bright and spacious, to greet its owner. We are still missing a few children, and he could not wait to turn the button again: the days and months went by, and all of a sudden he had children.
He stood in front of the window, looking out over the vineyard, what a pity, it is not yet fruitful. Steal the button and fly through time.
And so life rushed past him. Before he had time to think about the consequences, he was old and sick.
Now he had no more buttons to turn. Looking back, he regretted his hasty miscalculation: I did not want to wait, and I sought to satisfy.
Now, in his old age, he realizes that even waiting has meaning in life. He wants to turn the clock back a little! He held the button, trembling, and tried to turn it to the left, and the button moved so violently that he woke up from his dream, opened his eyes, and saw that he was still waiting for his lovely lover under the vibrant tree.
Now, however, he had learned to wait. All agitation has dissipated.
He looks calmly at the blue sky, listens to the pleasant birds, teases the beetles in the grass, and he takes pleasure in waiting. Even waiting is meaningful in life; on the one hand you can build up strength; on the other hand, only wishes realized through effort and hardship are more satisfying.
====================== The night is so silent. Walking along the moonlight on the quiet path, looking up at the serenity in the sky.
Slowly, quietly, the moonlight then sprinkled a creek seems to be silver paved road. On the water, little by little, the breeze blew the water waves, the piece of silver white broken into points of starlight.
It jumped and mirrored the stars in the sky. The starlight flickers, also reflecting the ripples on the surface of the water.
So beautiful, in which a few strands of coziness are floating vaguely. The water is so clear that you can see it slowly flowing to the sky.
Until far away, can not be seen, only a kind of unspeakable happiness, swirling in the heart. Looking at the sky slightly tilted down a few wisps of moonlight, carefully, took out a long folded paper boat.
In the sky, the moonlight dyed the boat a silvery white color. Slowly holding it, placed on the calm water.
The evening wind blew quietly, and the boat drifted away a little on the water. Sitting on the edge of the stream, looking at the sight of it returning, white boat, slowly into the endless night.
The boat is gradually moving farther and farther away, and the reflected silver light is gradually not visible. In the haze, see so many, many silver firebugs fluttering, in the sky, between the dots of stars, there is a more disorienting luster, surrounded.
The water was as smooth as a veil, though the breeze blew wisps of ripples. In the distance the light on the lighthouse came on, illuminating the path the boat was going on, and the path of life.
It, far, far away, seems to tower over the sky, the boat to the lighthouse light slowly drifting away, with that once made a wish to drift away. Waiting for the echo, in the vast waves of smoke, perhaps another kind of love, flashing in the night.
Silently stood up, looking at the water and sky into a color of ink blue, the heart is still looking forward to the realization of the dream. The first time I saw it, I was able to see the boat.
Only slowly turned his head, smiling in the moonlight. The first time I saw it, it was a perfect end to the story.
Cherish it, and perhaps wait for the hoped-for story. In the night, the silver firebugs are still flying, and the floating clouds are dazzling, reflecting a path of silver light in the sky.
As transparent as snow, not only is the heart, but also the persistence of hope. The paper boat is far away.
2. Please beautiful description of the language, the more the better- 1 finally for that a Jiangnan rain and smoke covered the world, Ronghua Xie, but a, the mountains and rivers forever silent.
-2 A thousand years of fame, a world to bury you, Linglong Jigen, ridiculous but no king's life. -3 Phoenix tour on the phoenix platform, negative appointment and go, a night of bitter waiting, since then Jiangnan Jiangbei, ten thousand miles of mourning.
-4 Contemplating the tears of the red face, the hero's death, the world's suffering. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.
-5 The wind is a finger of sand, old age is a period of years.
Some people do not need gestures, but also can achieve a stunning. -7 You have to remember, Rosewood has not been extinguished, and I have not gone.
-8 Who sighed long and hard in the years. -9 Hanxiao pale, holding the prosperity of grief, bending the eyebrows, destiny, become the past.
-10 Red dust first makeup, mountains and rivers without boundaries. The initial face, crushing the nightmare impermanence, destiny.
-11 Jiangnan wind and bone, the sky and water become blue, heaven taught the heart's desire and body against. -12 Mountain and river arch, for the gentleman a smile .
-13 If it is a bumpy life, there is no regret. -14 The past covered by the passing years, the white horse, hastily cast into a touch of grief.
-15 That is covered by years of blossoming, all the white horses become blank. -16 Fade out of the wind and splendor, I still guard you on the other side of the shore.
-17Those prosperous sadness into the past, please do not be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful breathtaking. -18Your path, from now on do not see my old age.
-19 long song when crying, for those who can not fulfill the promise, for the life of the deepest love, and finally dispersed into the clouds. -20Walk with you in the sky, see the flowers all over the place.
-21 I am young, Shaohua pour negative.
-23The vast expanse of land is broken by a sword, where the prosperity of the song falls.
-25Who will burn the smoke scattered, scattered the vertical and horizontal ties; listen to the string break, break the three thousand obsessions. -26 The breeze is moist, the tea smoke is light.
Revisit the old dream, the deceased has gone. -27 Dyeing fire maple forest, agar pot singing moon, long song leaning on the building.
Years and years, in front of the flowers, under the moon, a wine. The only thing I can hear is the sound of the jade chime, but the love is still there.
-28 The jade bamboo once remembered the phoenix tour, people do not see, the water is empty. -29 He smiled and destroyed himself in the loss of years.
-30 can still not move to drink tea, step broken this one, the world of fireworks.
-32 I'm not me, you turn around and walk away in Suzhou is not me. -33 A few sighs and a few sadness and happiness laughable my life by me not by the sky.
-34 Through the years, I dreamed of returning to the water's edge to see the fireworks bloom out of the full moon.
However, I have lived a long life, but I can remember every word you said.
-37The paper is a bit worn and fuzzy. But every outline, every trace, seems to be recorded across the thousands of years of thoughts.
-38The two ends of the life, we stand each other into the shore .
-40 hold the old, imprisoned time and space, all of a sudden to the end of the world -41 people can never see through the mirror, but I finger smoke and clouds in the world for a thousand years, such as my instant. -42 A drunken meeting is the previous destiny, the wind and rain scattered, floating where.
-43The encounter is unforgettable. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
-44The world's wind and clouds out of my generation, once into the jianghu years rush; the imperial map of domineering talk and laugh, not to win the life of a drunken. -45 Gain that is the song is lost that is the rest, many sorrows and hatred is also long, today there is wine today drunk, tomorrow's sorrow to tomorrow's sorrow.
-46 Straight to the love of the useless, there is no harm in melancholy is clear crazy. -47 Look at the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon, the constant silence; the green mountains and the long river, the generations continue; just like in my heart, you have never left, and have never changed.
-48That's it, from now on, we won't meet each other. -49 People and the sky are empty since two, why forget each other, why laugh and what is amazing.
-50 Why don't you forget if you don't look back? I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm not going to be able to do that.
Today all kinds of things, like water without trace. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
-51 have the destiny to meet, no destiny to get together, the end of the world, but I wish to remember each other. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
-52 Meet each other hate late, love each other too slow, in and out of let me dilemma The edge over the far points, the edge over the gathering and dispersal, whether to turn back to be able to go ashore -53 days cool, cool all the days of the end of the old ground, the vicissitudes of the earth Love cry, so hard to give up The heart is empty, want to put can not be put The day dawned, illuminated the tears Tears dry, the pillow land at a loss -54 heart micro-movement of Naihe love their own far. The past is not to be traced. -55 Misty time and space, the sea of mankind, meet with you, do not lose and do not forget. -56 If I change my mouth first, whether the day is still the same as a long flow of water -57 Maybe the marriage of the past life Maybe the fate of the next life Wrong to meet in this life Add a period of fruitless grudges -58 Humanity seawater deep, not worth the half of the lovesickness.
The sea still has an end, and the love of each other has no shore. -59 Drunken eyes to see other people in pairs, -60 No one place secretly play the tears of lovesickness.
-61 How do you know that the red silk is wrong, the road is the same, the return is different, and the snow is the only way to look back to the end of the sky -62 Chivalry is not to be lightly knotted, and the beauty is not to be lightly allied with the fear that it is lightly for me to die. -63 People have become each other, today is not yesterday, autumn is like the old, people are empty and thin -64 In the shadow of the lamp and the sound of the pulp, the sky is still cold, the water is still cold, and the silk and bamboo in the dream sings softly, outside the building, outside the mountain, outside the building, outside the mountain, people have not yet returned, people have not yet returned, the geese have returned to the head of the goose, early past the river of oblivion, the person who stroked the zither was full of tears -65 Xiaoxiao yanghua falls all over the shoulders, falls all over the shoulders, and the flute is cold, and the window is still in ruins, and the smoke wave and paddles are in the sound of where is the river -66 If you give me one drop of tear, I'll see the whole of the ocean in your heart -67 A year is old and a year is gone, a day is not a day, an autumn is a day. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, I was so happy to see you, I was so happy to see you, I was so happy to see you.
-69 Dreams of Jianghu, a hundred flowers bloom, people come and go, flourishing like a brocade. -70 Started to miss, that once held in the hands of the cool years, and that piece of brilliant rivers and lakes.
-And those who have loved and hated. -71 I am on the other side of the river, watching over the once returned, returned hopelessly.
-72 Spend a lifetime of spring and fall peacefully. I know that I am in a state of confusion.
-73 The moonlight, the spirit of music, everything is just a phantom, fleeting -74 No matter how silent and pale, those figures will always be unforgettable -75 Always in the unconscious life of the year. I'm not going to be able to do that.
Even though I found that the light is long.
Even if you find that the light is long, -76 I am always there.
3. Seek love-related beautiful literary sentences
2, I am young, Shaohua pour negative.
3, the long street long, the fireworks flourish, you pick the lamp back to see, short pavilion short, red dust rolling, I put the Xiao again sigh.
4, the end is who makes the string broken, flowers fall on the shoulders, trance disorientation
5, how much red face pining, how much lovesickness broken, only to leave the blood stained with ink and cry messy graveyard.
6, the vast expanse of a sword all save broken, where the prosperity of the song fall. 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," he said.
7, let him all things clear and turbid, for you to smile between the reincarnation of sweet fall.
8, send you a song, do not ask the end of the song people gathered and dispersed.
9, who will smoke burning scattered, scattered across the ties.
10, listen to the string break, break that three thousand obsessions. Falling flower annihilation, annihilation of a wind ripples. If the flower is poor, fall in whose fingertips.
11, the mountains have wood, wood has branches, the heart pleases the gentleman, the gentleman does not know.
12, who forgets each other first, the country is the old country. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
13. In the past, there were high buildings with songs and strings, and there was the dance sleeve of the city and the country.
14. When the flowers and waves are all gone, I will be alone with you.
15, a spring to red face old, flowers fall people die two do not know.
16, the quiet water is deep, Cangsheng tread song; three lives of yin and yin and yin and yang, a day of sadness and happiness.
17, the lights and stars, the sound of the people, the song is not all the chaos beacon.
18, such as flowers and beautiful, like water, back to the past, back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, the trail of people, can not say as lonely.
20, this time I left you, is the wind, is the rain, is the night; you smiled, I waved a hand, a lonely road will show to both ends.
21, the sky is not old, love is hard to stop. The heart is like a double silk net, there are thousands of knots.
22, like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.
23, ten years of life and death, do not think about it, since the unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about bleak.
24. The butterfly is very beautiful, but the butterfly can't fly through the sea.
This little poem is light and elegant, and is a masterpiece that is still popular today. The whole poem takes the small town in Jiangnan as the central image, and writes about the feelings of a thinking woman who hopes to return to her home, which is so beautiful and graceful that it is regarded as "the best song of modern lyric poetry".
I have walked through Jiangnan, and the face waiting in the season is like the opening and closing of the lotus flower, the east wind doesn't come, and the willows don't fly in March, your heart is like a small lonely city, just like the verdant streets at night, the sound of sound doesn't sound, and the curtains of the spring in March aren't opened, and your heart is a small casement, the hoofs of my horse is a beautiful mistake, I'm not a returnee, I'm just a visitor, I'm not a returnee, I'm just a visitor, I'm not a returnee, I'm just a visitor, I'm not a returnee. I am not a returnee, but a passer-by ... [Simple Translation] The Mistake describes the process of a woman's change of mood when she waits for a returnee. The time is long, the lotus blossoms and falls, her heart is like a "small lonely city", closed, dull and lifeless.
In this "city" - the east wind does not come, the willow does not fly, the evening street has no one, she will be disappointed in the heart of the door closed. At that moment, the sound of horses' hooves came from the street, which brought new hope to the extremely disappointed woman.
But this hope is just a "beautiful mistake", it is not the return of her hope, but just a passer-by.
5. What is the more beautiful ancient text1. Peach blossom is lonely because it grows for those who are in love; it blooms for those who are sad.
2. Mirror Yi Ren, flower shadow on the moon face, all to scattered, if the world is not destined, I will think of who? The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm talking about. The red dust deep locks, only because of the sense of Yi a review, show the face of a light smile, I this life is not negative thinking. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this. I just want you to look back once, you can see my deep love.
3. I used up my entire youth, but could not walk out of the long rainy season, all the way marching, all the way back to look at the memories of endless, more than tears. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I think I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, and I think I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, and I think I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. Then, in this life, can you allow me to dust, but also my heart like the moon, gentle as jade, clear eyes flow, just like the first sight of the surplus.
4. Buddha said: red dust ten feet, but trapped beings, although the heart of the small also allow me to Buddha compassion. One of the words such as love on the ice burning fire, fire is ice melt, ice melt is fire extinguished. Therefore, the Buddha said not to say.
5. There is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the dust.
6. Heaven, asura, human, animal, hungry ghost, hell, are the six paths of beings.
7. All beings in the six paths have to go through the cycle of karma, from which they experience suffering, and only when they realize the true meaning of life, can they get eternal life.
8. The world of barren, ugly human nature, love and hate of entanglement, this life and the past life, but the floating dream, the dream end of the edge of the scattering, and then there is no reason to hang on to, and then there is no thought of things.
9. literati most cherish the ancient charm of Jiangnan, Jiangnan, but also condensed how many people think of the traveler's attachment and pursuit, an oil-paper umbrella, Luo Su skirt, red make-up quietly, the eyebrows to stay spring. That Jiangnan side, the woman with a fan, but also the dream of the departed.
10. Shadow to the pool, flowers fall skirt. The first time I met you, I was like an old man returning. The first time I met you, like the return of the old man. The candle is shining in the evening, and I'm drunk. The first time I saw you, 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.
11. The clear wind and ancient bamboo, the moon Su, the wine song, Danqing Fu; Mo Mo lost and Mo Mo forget, the pain of thinking about each other, mutual help, forget the rivers and lakes.
12. Marginalization is but a dream, the dream woke up without trace.
13. Want to be intoxicated for sadness, the song is not broken!
14. up and down five thousand years dream boundless, dream back to the Tang Dynasty can see the legacy of the poem ... ... across the ninety thousand miles of great love without words, a long song can be heard toggle *** ... but is silent遣流年, the heroes of the empty mound withered away how many red faces. The past memory of no new article, it is difficult to stay in the old garden again.
15. the world has been mulberry outlet, the heart is not a sea of confluence flower things, dust karma, know how much ...... a flower a paradise, a grass, a world, a tree, a Bodhi, a land, a land, a pure land, a smile, a dust, a thought, a clean world, the world is all for the benefit of the world, the world is all for the benefit of the world.
16. I only hope that Kamehameha will be able to take back the tea you made.
17. The long way more dash, marriage is like mustard grass, if you get a person old, twilight towards the good.
18. The clouds and rain are set to be like, flower day through the window plum small, snow wind sprinkle rain willow sparse, people sing the beginning of the evening sunshine.
19. Spring deep flower smile, autumn thick leaf sadness, night moon a curtain dream, spring breeze ten miles love.
20. Spring and winter stay alone sad, the sun, moon and stars a few rounds, who stayed in the flower charming shadow? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
21. Waiting for a person, waiting for three or four rounds of the current year.
22. How many people with swords and horses, said poetry and wine while the years, but know that the years are just a snap of the fingers.
23. complicated experience in the corner of the eye engraved deep lines I turned around and carved a flower.
24. The dusty clothes, clean up the dirty heart. I would like to return to my hometown with a song and a horse, and I can get you to change your clothes, white skirt, and welcome you.
25. The second part of the story is that the sword is waiting for a thousand years, so who is going to continue my thousand years of destiny?
26. The Jiangshan Cup, not to drink also broken intestines.
27. This life is burned out, the next life burial heart, I just want to do not dye dust things, do a heartless and emotionless people, quiet and peaceful.
28. The old red face printed bleak rouge tears drunk loneliness ... indifference put an end to the thoughts, cut off the mandarin ducks strings, the fragrance dispersed in the mandarin ducks soul dissipated in the twilight, all the bitter tastes are not finished.
29. The separation of the sadness of the sadness of the separation. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
30. If you go first, I will accompany you on the road of reincarnation.
31. I don't think I'll ever be in love with you, but I'm sure I'll be in love with you, so I'll be in love with you.
32. The sea is deep, but not as deep as the half of the love. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
33. The winds of spring are so chaotic that it is hard to forget the smile of a buckskin outside the willow.
34. If the peach blossoms are not in full bloom, how can I know that the pear blossoms and snow scene is shallow?
35. nineteen hate zither and singing this life wish, the years have passed, why people and this hate for, life without a close friend.
36. time long long long long long long to the hometown, back to how many Li Ren sigh.
37. not center, the long thought of inexhaustible, empty stay red dust song, if the heart of the road without end, the heart of the sea without shore, I would like to be low to the dust, a world to follow you around, and you can wish?
38. I use my whole life to accompany you and so on, waiting for the fate of serious.
39. How many mottled, moss will be into the wall; how much rain you will hold up the umbrella.
40. A river of clouds and water, a shore, the flow of years in the fingertips scattered, a shadow of broken thoughts, a wind and flowers, singing into song.
6. beautiful ancient wind quotesA bridge, named Naihe. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid. I would like to accompany you to drunkenly laugh at three thousand scenes, not to tell the sadness. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. Unfortunately, the word "sadness" in the past, the love is difficult to think about. The realm of flowers, water and moon in a snap of the fingers. He, laughs and drinks Mona's soup. She does not shed tears of beauty. And rain and smoke and rain two not win, the same sadness. If there is an afterlife, I will pour my heart out for you. This love, who understands!
Who wanders by the side of the road, who waits by the side of the ancient road. The first time I saw this, I was so happy to see you. Loneliness who with, lonely who ****. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you. Love dances in the wind, love plays in the rain. Once drops of delusion, once drops of confusion, waking 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.
The road to the red dust, drifted down who waited. I was waiting under the Millennium Tree, only to ask you to look back with a smile, had burned incense under the Bodhi, only to wait for the encounter of a lifetime reincarnation. The road red dust, after all, a flower fall, memories in the years drifted down whose tears. The past as smoke, I do not know who drifted down whose thoughts, such as dream memories, I do not know who drifted down whose waiting. I'm not going to ask you to say goodbye to me, but I'm going to ask you how much it hurts!
Maple leaves flying, alone tears, the beauty of red, but no one can appreciate? Standing too long to say too long I myself are tired, how do you still do not understand? I'm tired of writing too much, I'm tired of writing too long, why can't you understand? Black birds fly across the sky. I stood in the wind, watching the time burning into ashes, clattering, aged who years.
Long song when crying, for those who can not fulfill the promise, for the life of the deepest love, finally dispersed as smoke. Who will burn the smoke scattered, scattered across the trip; listen to the string break, break that three thousand entanglements. Dreams of flowers fall, this love is not yet central, this intention is unforgettable, although the string is broken, the song is still Yang. Cutting the sorrows of the thousands of strands, but also messed up the endless parting of the emotions. Life is like a dream, like a stream, this evening is no longer, long pavilion shadow thin.
7. recommend a few books on the appreciation of beautiful ancient poetry and literature, etc. ~ note ~ detailed these sentences must be beautifulIn fact, An Yiru's appreciation of a few classical poems is very beautifully written, I like it very much. Not the traditional word-for-word explanations, but savoring the author's heart. Here are some excerpts for you.
Only then can we see the last wind and moon, flowers and moonlight.
No matter where you are, we will eventually meet after we finish the world. Floating flowers and waves of life, which is so easy to break it?
2. is not ruthless, nor is it lucky, but we will meet a lot of people in our lives, really can stay and stop a few? Life is ultimately deserted ferry, even our own are passers-by.
3. In the fairy tale, the prince will always only love the princess alone, that is a fairy tale, to retain the purity. The reality is that the princess and the prince have slowly grown up, people and people will drift apart. The castle has withered, pink roses have long begun to lose color.
4. The journey of life is long and deep, and it's not a bad thing that we don't know anything about the future. If we know the end early, how many people dare to go to the vast road ahead?
5. In love, looking back, the person is in the lights. Looking for and waiting for the party need the same patience and tacit understanding, this firm after all is too rare, who will use ten years of patience to wait for a person, who after ten years to turn back, can still see waiting behind that person?
We most often see the result is: finally - to understand to look for the person who is when the lights, has been empty.?
6. Some people, their heart field can only be plowed once, once after, would rather be barren. Later, people can only watch it barren and die.
Why pity? The flash in the pan stunning, as long as the appearance of a time already can. The desolation itself is a kind of reservation. Because of the silence, you will never understand how deep it is hidden as the sea of emotions.
Fireworks will not let people know, it turned into dust is how warm. It would rather leave a land of cold illusion, a land of broken. If you mourn, you can mourn for it, but can not change its persistence.?