2, but the old piano companion, do not bury the fireworks. Smoke and fireworks deep alley smoke and fireworks laugh, smoke and fireworks obsessive laugh smoke and fireworks alley.
3, sadness, is the green leaves of life, often inadvertently embellished with the beauty of life.
4, looking at the influx of people, I know that there will always be people like me lost in search of not lonely.
5, although life is short, but, left to the process of life is very long, rich in content.
6, the rainstorm is like a late-night break into the mansion boudoir in the prodigal son, come suddenly, go fast.
7, do not wait until they have been lost forever and can not be retrieved, a person alone sad, alone regret.
8, summer twilight, the shepherd boy riding a plow ox, singing back to the village, in the depths of the village and see the smoke.
9, happiness, is to find a warm person to live a lifetime. I sincerely hope that everyone has their own happiness!
10, without your voice at night, I will look over the phone those short words, those sweet messages, those happy words of the heart.
11, moonlight, do not think that between the stars you are the brightest one, will be high and proud. In front of the unknown, everything is small.
12, sometimes silence is the most powerful voice of resistance! The only thing that can destroy fear is death. Fear stems from the unknown, and the unknown stems from death.
13, happiness is simple, it will not carry any impurities, as long as you have a good heart, you will always feel its existence.
14, love is a long tug-of-war, from our acquaintance to know each other, and then is in love with each other along the way, it is laid down a battle line very long tug-of-war.
15, your lover, you have to cherish him with all your heart, he did for you a little bit, not only to thank him, to be remembered in the heart, often to think about him.
16, each of us have loved, I believe are very serious, perhaps some lost a long time, but so far remember, or will be vaguely painful it.
17, the clouds gently laugh, shocked down a thousand pieces of autumn leaves; swallows gently swept, leaving a thousand layers of fine waves; bright moon gently chanting, awakened the dream of sleeping in the dark night.
18, have sadness, cherish sadness, life on the road, emotions will be colorful, life will be exquisite and beautiful! Really, sometimes, sadness is also a kind of beauty.
19, happiness is the most dazzling red star in life, it is always around us there, we only love to feel, with the heart to operate, it will always shine.
20, we tend to be in the happiness of others, to find their own unhappy life, to find things in the paint after the beautiful outer layer, to find a kind of illusion in the sweet.
21, the north look at the Yellow River flows east to go, the gas macro, no colorful, but the great virtue, the Chinese children flow heart folder tears, sense of not words, difficult to say goodbye, when it is time to follow, it seems to be the love of interest is also met.
22, think of the beginning of your bright smile under the soft arms, against the death of how much lingering! After all, it is still negative you, dust that cloudy eyes look at the memory of Mu in this life only regret born on a soul.
23, I do not know when, youthful face left a lot of years of rut. The ruthlessness of the years, life's trials and tribulations, little by little changed our face and our hearts.
24, many people are a thousand sails, only to know how to love a person, love a group of people. I don't want to let those right love miss out because I don't know how to love when I was young.
25, remembering the past, Wang Zhaojun's sister return to the South County, Ban Jieyu's long letter to the palace lamps, Dong Efei's thousands of miles of wounded city, Chen Yuanyuan's forbidden remnants of the dream, Tang Wan's smoky Shen Yuan, Bergsby's beacon of fire幽台.
26, your lover, you have to heart to experience, to understand his heart, to think about what he really needs, in your thinking about what he needs, you have got his respect.
27, when others appreciate your moment, the happiness of others is also far away, that beautiful far away is you; when he y felt the joy of life, your happiness, and become their elsewhere.
28, affection does not need too much language to explain, even a look between you and your parents, can be more profound expression of love between each other, this love, is inherent, is selfless.
29, waving the pen in this life, when that person is gone, when the words have been and tide flow. Today, the green house on the pavilion, it is difficult to return to the heart as in the beginning. The blood stained red haze reincarnation shore, yesterday has been cut off, that a thought has been spotted white.
30, elsewhere, can only be a other people's beautiful scenery; elsewhere, just a kind of you can not notice the side of the life; elsewhere, to harden the attitude of the wrong and far from confronting our reality.
31, every person's heart, there will be a beautiful far away. No matter how big we grow, how far we go, beautiful things not only hover in the heart, and, moreover, in the faraway places you can not wade.
32, but after he came, all has been nourished by him, was changed by him. The woods carry the fragrance of early spring wood leaves, and the wind is chilly, though heavier, but heaven and earth are peaceful and serene.
33, happiness is like holding a piece of ice in your hand, when the ice slowly melts, that a short distance, is the moment of happiness beckons to you, learn to enjoy happiness, is the most worthwhile to stay in life.
34, happiness is the highest level of the pursuit of life, happiness is the greatest reward of life, happiness is every person who has come to the world after the thanksgiving of life, happiness is your re-recognition of the side and re-experience.
35, sitting on the hillock, looking at the smoke, restless heart followed the smoke dancing in the air, all the calculations, snobbery are in the smoke under the proliferation of escape without a trace, the soul no longer have mercenary and hypocrisy, and slowly return to peace.
36, happiness, is to find a warm person over a lifetime. Today, I suddenly want to tell all the people in the world, cherish it, cherish the people who love you, cherish in your side has been to protect you, has been you as a baby.
37, today, the tired heart bear a lot of life's heavy load, in the river of years and keep running, in the alternation of wind and rain, and strive to their own set of ideal goals, to the so-called heights of life continue to climb.
38, friendship does not need too much comfort, in your most difficult time, friends can extend a helping hand to you, without asking for any return, mutual understanding of each other's feelings, this sentiment, we can not forget a lifetime.
39, love does not need to be how gorgeous, and then romantic love, there will be blossoms and salts, in fact, plain life is the best weapon to sharpen the love, this love, if it can last, that is the happiest time of life.
40, beautiful in the distance, that is the unfamiliar feeling to give you the beauty; this is a place you can not reach, just like you can not arrive at the world of fairy tales, but only across the thick wooden fence, gaze at those with pictures and words composed of paradise.
41, the wind blowing, sparkling, fragrant bursts, curling. Lotus leaves with the wind, lotus light dance, exquisite elegant flavor and delicate posture, shy, as a virgin, willow eyebrow, almond eyes, love, let life out of a little tenderness.
42, happiness is like a beautiful flower, in its most beautiful and dazzling time, we can feel the pride it brings us, flowers can give us the most brilliant smile, why we do not go to share the beautiful, enjoy the simple beauty, is also a kind of happiness.
43, the heart of the matter as a lotus, the heart is quiet as water. Driving a light boat, play a flute, from the depths of the pond, take a lotus flower into the arms, like a red pink beauty, crystal clear, pavilion, delicate and moving, like a point, love a point, pity a point, a fragrance into the heart, silk tenderness submerged in the bottom of the heart.
44, a pillow of frost with me, tonight and do good night. Even if you look through the waters of autumn, but also just repeat the thoughts day after day. In the morning, the curtain rolled light frost, hand test plum makeup. The reason for this is the fact that I have a hatred of being separated from my family, so I have painted a picture of the distant mountains. 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.
45, it is said that "optimism is a kind of beauty", think about the fact that sadness is also a kind of beauty, a kind of the most true, the purest beauty, is a kind of calm after the wind, is a kind of experience after the silence of the beauty, is a kind of to the beauty, is a kind of maturity of the beauty!
46, classical euphemistic words pulling the vines of thought, stirring up my hundred feet of tenderness, forcing me in this disorienting moonlit night, into the wet long trail, whispering to call out in the water on one side of the good people, looking for a side of the rain and smoke in the depths of drunkenness dream.
47, in each other's years in a hurry. Perhaps did not bring up a ripple, but the shape and shadow has been depicted, we all know and perhaps understand, such a parting so that we may no longer be able to meet in more than a billion people, but our figure to be remembered by the people who have the heart.
48, the sky is so sparse, allowing birds to fly at will, looking for their own dreams, the sea is so vast, allowing fish to swim at will, exploring the boundless world. Whether it is flowers and trees, or people or animals, all have their own pursuit, perhaps, no action, just because the heart is still wandering.
49, dark fragrance floating, heart fragrance like poetry. The water out of the hibiscus, natural to carve. A "light" word, interpretation of the heart. The first thing you need to do is to get into the lotus, and you'll be able to get to the heart of the lotus. The splendor of the human world, the world's distractions, are outside the red dust, the heart of the lotus alone to stay clean, lotus calm, lotus secluded, lotus fragrance.
50, sometimes looking out the window, will recall some past events. I can't concentrate on what I'm doing. Sometimes I would like to think that I will be in three years later what will be the appearance. Everything is unknown, just like three years ago I did not know that I will now sit in such a posture in the classroom on the fifth floor of the second middle school.
51, that a green bamboo forest, the fireflies dance, the strange stones, the cool breeze with a few bamboo leaves, with the stream flowing east, flowing to the unknown far away. When I look back again, the circle that I carved on the tree in my childhood, is it still the same? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
52, April, the flowers, willow branches graceful, blue water to pass love, mountains, everywhere Fangfei dipping. In April, thoughts like the wind, the spring of the full swing, the beautiful season will be with a faint sadness. Thoughts in April in the spring light to grow lush, beating with my heartache can not be peeled off - that is the deep nostalgia for the mother.
53, time flies, years like a shuttle. Manba River, rushing endlessly, far-flung. And the moss-covered water mill, wearing stars, frost, snow and rain, in the years of change in the years and years of watching the Manba River as a favorite of the passing of the water, as beautiful as the warm spring, as light as the summer winds, as quiet as the autumn, as pure as the flying snow.
54, you said Qiantang prosperous since ancient times, you said Chutian thousands of miles of Qingqiu, and now the horse trampled on the dry grass, how to arrive after the end of the snow you told a big lie, the flow of years cited as evidence, trapped me in the obsession, still looking at 100,000 people in the distance. This life, the bitter pursuit of your footprints, just yesterday's frost and in, today's smile is difficult to return.
55, outside the window of the field of frogs a piece of even a piece of young people had countless times walked across the green bridge stone, now has been gradually far away. The night of shallow summer, with a familiar ballad, back to the tip of the pen let me have countless times miss up shallow summer, reversing the flow of years, love in the night of the micro-an. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
56, flow to the river, half of the river, half of the river red. This red demonic, but your blood, or, out of the corner of the eye oozing tears you leave a mystery of the ages, I spent the rest of my life can not see a glimpse of the sky. Yes, you set up the nine curved rings, unlocked only a wisp of silk, ridiculous I wear for years, it is the return of the empty mountain.
57, is not to be that sentence: all the beautiful moments are destined to be only a split second to calculate. Buddha said a finger ha sixty moments, in this short life, this moment in the wind and moon, and what you see, remember what. The real miss is to remember, not to repair the next life only for the road to meet with you; the real regret is to meet, but the wave is not cross the pond.
58, a curtain dream, dream send lotus pond. The only thing I can say is that I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about, and I'm not sure what I'm talking about. Let the tide of the world rise and fall, guard a point of solitude, a point of loneliness, a point of seclusion, a point of tranquility. Splendor in a corner of the lotus pond, hot in the green leaves, not flamboyant, not impetuous, calm life, no desire, this is the virtue of the lotus.
59, curved water flowing, drinking in the curved stream, ink, poetry, music scene, Ran's love, oil in the heart. The only thing is that such a situation, such a scene, and never, never again difficult to appear. Imagine the situation, imagine the feelings, imagine the scene suddenly removed from the heart. Standing on the pavilion, the cold wind at first, wake up the sky, the original original, I am so nostalgic.
60, looked at, a pair, a pair of pairs, free-flying butterflies dancing, green love of the Tengzhi, colorful wildflowers, but also filled with the release of the mind, fragrant fragrance, refreshing, any how you smell are silky sweet; the warmth of the day the soft spring sun, sprinkled on the body, quietly read, slowly intoxicated but a different kind of peace of mind in the heart of the budding ......
61, alone, there will always be nostalgic for the past; if loving each other is not once, whether I can still be in your hard castle, with you *** enjoy the joys and sorrows? Open the dusty memory, whenever the picture reappeared, that a had *** with walked before, the heart will add a bitter sigh, in a hammering melody in remembrance of a melancholy ending.
62, the morning and the sunset as beautiful, but never bring the same feeling, the morning brings hope and longing, and the sunset brings people is melancholy and sentimental. Before the sunset, we take steps to chase the golden sunshine, when the evening sun hides her last scenery in the sky, we have to wear the bright moonlight, running to their next end, meet the morning.
63, the rhyme of spring, not the wind and rain, but can moisturize everything; not the blazing sun, but can thaw life; not the summer flowers, but can sow hope. Spring flick, like a mother's exhortation, soft and warm, ironing into our heart, where a seed is buried, moist and blowing on the vapor, injecting it with the vitality of the original impetus to flourish.
64, tea is pouring last year to the South Anhui Huangshan sketching local tea farmers to pour. I remember that I was separated from my classmates at the top of the mountain. Cell phone in the mountains and lost the signal, a person in the hillside back and forth playing round and round, want to go to the cloud thin place and afraid of getting lost, stay in place and very passive, then the brain nerves are tangled up into a ball, very contradictory, the sky has been dark, the heart is anxious as burning.
65, the moon through the window, thoughts invisible. Thinking about the dream that is obsessively guarded, thinking about the emotion that can not be released. A poem in tears chanting, talking about the heartache that can not be discharged: thousands of miles away from the act of looking at relatives, the dream of breaking the yin and yang difficult to meet, with the wind, paper money curls of smoke, a bunch of flowers a thousand ideas. Like rain tears dashing down, infinite sadness sob heart, send thoughts through Fengdu City, Ci Rong forever reside in the child's chest!
66, in the proud Lu Bone Peak, overlooking the mountains, the king of the world, will always let a person have in the "infinite scenery in the dangerous peaks," the feeling of pleasure. Into the summer, under the mountain, flowers blossomed, cattle and sheep into flocks, rare birds and animals, the mountains, crazy green in this side of the vast meadow wantonly spread. It was here that a living river was birthed, which the locals call the Manba River.
67, in the summer night with the wind flotsam fluttering remote thought, that long field path will not have an end, sixteen years I have not been relieved of this, that is, because this is my destiny homeward bound, along the way there will always be fireflies to accompany me to go on, that the shallow summer years will no longer be alone. In the underworld only like a nap in front of the book, in fact, have long understood that this is my favorite June a paper confession.
68, the sunset of the western mountain hosts, flowers floating by water; some people say "all the encounters in the world, is a long time to meet again." And time is always so clear, doomed to escape, lost and no longer come back. Light time to me to remain, just boundless memories, a few years of wind and rain, converged into a leaping wave in the bottom of the heart of the ripples of memory, whenever I look back at the past, or will be like a sea of fragments smashed.
69, when it comes to the season of picking Dutch beans, green fields, farmers shuttle in the vegetable soil box, in the original colorful painting surface and added a flow of a small song. Picked down the Dutch beans, green, flat, the center bulging full of beans. With the sale of Dutch beans carts out of the ridge side of the path, the farmers laughed, the village laughed, laughed at the sunset blush, laughed at the crescent moon poked out a thin slit.
70, until today, the city's hustle and bustle and quiet so that I miss the color of the countryside more and more, the farther away from the countryside the more burnt. When I was excited to go into that mountainous town again, the village by the town is no longer a large swath of Dutch beans, replaced by a yellow rapeseed, the village farmers are living in the town. It is said that today's rapeseed is a tourist industry, but also can be squeezed out of the golden rapeseed oil, can enrich the lives of farmers.
71, or perhaps, go to the pond next to, see the fish play in the water, watch the lotus buds emerging. All kinds of fish free in their own kingdom to swim around happily, playful, you catch up with me, afraid of falling behind, all are not willing to show weakness, and at this time you, you must be happy with them, happy. Quietly watching, the heart is happy. A woman who is intoxicated in such a wonderful mood, everything is so serene, so naturally elegant and beautiful ......
72, the peach tree in front of the window is already full of branches of delicate, full of brilliant trees. The flowers are similar year after year, and the people are different year after year. Mother's peach blossom-like beautiful face will always become a dream image, often in the mind - clear and real, but never touch. The wheel of the years keeps turning, how many past events have been forgotten in the light and shadow of the years, the river of memory of the passing of the water like no return, no trace. And the mother's knitted brows and smile, and the mother of the morning and evening with a little bit like carved in the heart of the scroll, this life can not be forgotten.
73, accompanied by a ground of flowers and plants, watching the butterflies dancing, listening to the birds standing on the tip of the leaf singing. In this world of birds and flowers, it is more pleasant than listening to a beautiful piece of music, and in the mood, God is open. Even if you have any unhappiness, will then dissipate, sneak away, this time you, has become one with nature, with the blue sky and white clouds, with green grass and green leaves, with butterflies and flowers for companionship, lying on the soft lawn, slightly close your eyes, quietly listen to the voice of nature, with the soul, let the thoughts drift, in the other end of the heart, seeking dreams ...... The first thing you need to do is to get a little bit of a good feeling about your life!
74, busy a few days, go to work, with the family, there is no extra leisure to do anything, but also to take advantage of this opportunity to temporarily distance themselves from the network. When my mother was on a drip, I picked up a book and read it with great interest, and returned to the young man's appearance. Doing housework with my father, I found that the old leader is now very hands-on again, no problem to burn a table of food, greatly praised, and its hypocritical compliments shot sky-high, a certain gentleman used tight, not the slightest year's modest nature. A family sitting around to eat hot meals, simple and pure joy, home is always the most warm, because there is love.