1, in the rainy night, should be to find the direction of the future homecoming, because, the stars point lights!
2, the rain speaks, silently in the night, and how many heartstrings follow your rhythm, trembling.
3, I love the rainy night, it gives the cold city outlines a different warmth. It's a beautiful rainy night!
4, the rain slides down, drenched in memory of the image, reach out and touch but no longer exist, it turns out that everything is just a memory.
5, the rain has been lowering the temperature, reverie rainy night cozy sleep, tossing and turning in the middle of the night to listen to the raindrops.
6. Tonight, it is a rainy night, I pushed the door and entered, and half a dozen times, we embraced each other and cried.
7, that rainy night, when the wind rose, the water lost its way, I have missed the life to heavy in the pale.
8, the night, quiet, no noise, field paths, no one is walking, suddenly, heard the rain knocking on my window, I pulled open the curtains, quietly watching, quietly listening.
9, riding a bicycle, go halfway to the day began to black, foggy days, the silk of the rain intersected into a picture of a gloomy rainy night, the heart of the depression more wild.
10, full night rain, dawn starlight tears; drunken flowers, know the sadness of a single petal. Dark shadow with, why say goodbye, the old city wind high, chase broken heart, thousands of miles of lonely thoughts, broken where?
11, the night rain in the insects in the noise quietly came, cruel destruction, this silent and unpredictable summer night!
12, the autumn night is unable to sleep, suddenly heard outside the window sounded the sound of dripping rain. I thought anyway, nothing, so I got up to pull the curtains open half, quietly watching.
13, I'm in the rainy night, gently singing your favorite songs, hoping that one day you can turn around and look at me, has been satisfied.
14, the rainy night lonely feeling someone with me all night long, with me all night long, I'm still not a person, is not it?
15, the song in the rainy night fluttering, just like a wisp of invisible veil in the not self-consciousness of my sadness mat away.
16, your footsteps in a hurry, reflecting the light of the house, from my eyes flashed past, leaving only a trace of disorientation phantom, the night is silent, the earth is silent, only the rain in the thin flow.
17, the beauty of the rainy night, lies in the mood, lies in the endless life, flowers and plants to absorb water vapor, the original dead, but also quietly flow away, this is the beauty of the rainy night, but also the taste of life.
18, profound rainy night, a cigarette, a little music, a cup of astringent wine. Such a life in fact I am also very intoxicated, but such intoxication is covered with sadness.
19, the quiet of the night and the rain of the soft intermixed, constructing such a quiet rainy night, I stopped at the window to appreciate the night scenery, and there are a few people such as me, listening to your voice.
20, the rainy night, who is that like a charm to come. In silence, and which soul is saying: this rainy season, I died, died in the rain.
21, wandering alone, the rain pattered down. It's very dry, without dragging the mud. I sat quietly on the steps, looking at the sky full of stars, a flash. Accompanied by the clamor of the rain, my heart began to sad.
22, a person's thoughts are summer green vines on the elegant flowers, although vague and thin, but like a candle lit in the window on a rainy night, sad and moving.
23, outside the rain, very small very small, I lie in bed peacefully enjoying this beautiful night picture.
24, the rain outside the window is still falling, I still listen to the sound of the rain, looking at the rain dynamics, until they disappeared in my field of vision.
25, another rainy summer night, opposite the stairway aisle lights emit powerless miserable dark light, I sat at my desk, the whole road outside the window lying on its side, dead, has been nearly ten o'clock.
26, the rainy night, after all, than the snowy night. If you are in the rain, there is nothing more than the rain is also dashing, people are also dashing; if you are in the snow, but the love is also hazy, the moon is also hazy.
27, holding tea, sitting on the windowsill, listening to the sound of the rain; headphones, strolling through the streets, watching the neon splendor; rainy night, pale and lonely.
Sentences describing the rainy night
1, the moon, disappeared without a trace; the wind, wantonly fiddling with the branches of the tree; dim lights and shadows, swirling in the rain; as if there is no end like the road, was crushed by the ground of the surging water. I gritted my teeth, opened my umbrella, and stepped into the "river".
2. A quiet night, listening to the rain hitting the window pane, ding dong dong. The night is very much the poet's pen, "young man listening to the rain song upstairs, red candles dim tent" flavor, make me difficult to sleep. Yes, this rainy night with poetry, how can not let a heart with a light sadness set off sparkling waves?
3. Whenever the night falls, the sky is dark, the shy little fairy - rain cut through the quiet night sky, "rustle - rustle" her tears quietly I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
4, the night of the rain, the sound of dripping water drops, or a gentle rain or downpour, silent, peaceful. Vague, the point of light is mirrored by the wetlands, spread green, everything is peaceful, the rain beat the leaf veins, drooping, seems to be unable to withstand, but the leaves do not give in, and pop up, fall, splash glittering splash. My thoughts are still flying everywhere, and my heart can not be calmed for a long time. The rain seemed to have gotten smaller, and I, still gazing at the sky. The late night sky is so beautiful! The moon is curved and hangs in the sky, and the stars twinkle, setting off the moonlight.
6, rainy night two high walls of the window, the window hanging a spider web, the net can not stop the sound of rain and more sound leak wet childhood.
7, "snap" sound, I looked up. "Crack, crack, crack", outside the window, the dark night sky, reflecting the indoor lights, millions of strands of silver wire connected to a curtain of water, pouring to the ground, scattered into a layer of shallow waves, flooded with silvery light, converging into a turbulent river, breaking the tranquility of the summer night.
8. In the rainy night, a warm liquid slipped over my face - it was my tears, my thoughts, my thoughts. Tearful eyes, in the murmuring, in the dream I saw the playful children waving to me again, is so close.
9, the song in the rainy night fluttering, just like a wisp of invisible veil in the unconscious in my sadness mat away.
10, late at night standing in front of the window to see the rain, they fell from the roof, weaving a dense rain curtain, the moon hiding behind the clouds to send out a hidden light, so hazy, for the rain added a few mysterious colors. In the darkness of the night can not see the appearance of the raindrops, they drop on the roof of the sound so clear. Everything is silent, everything can not bear to destroy such a beautiful rain scene, only the window light off can not resist, quietly slipped out.
11, this rainy night is not heavy, like a sunny day in the top of your head floating in the chubby clouds. Wearing a raincoat, I am willing to walk loose, you wait for me in front of me do not rush.
12, especially like in the rainy night, listening to the sound of rain to sleep, as if the whole world is in their own minds, the sound of rain, me, and memories with you.
13, the wind whistling blowing, rain falling, too big leaves, fog shrouded mountains, rainy night atmosphere extra **.
14, the rain stopped, the lights outside the window, the moonlight on the earth looks particularly beautiful, a layer of mist shrouding the earth, in the moonlight under the background looks more hazy.
15, the wind can take away the trouble, the rain can moisturize the heart. Only the rain, will be in the dark night, breaking the silence.
16, rain, is the heaven's little elf, is the angel of all things. At this time it is already late at night, as if the whole world has entered the dream world, only I am awake.
17, in the long dark night, the rain knocking on the glass, standing in the room, looking out the window, more and more fuzzy, time slowly flow away.
18, night, quiet, quiet and frightening. Outside the window there is only the sound of dripping rain, "tick tock tick tock".
19, sleepless tonight, listen to the rain hit the window pane ringing, ding dong dong.
20, I do not know who broke the silence of the lunch break, so that I lay in bed, tossing and turning. That sound is high and low, as if a group of drummers in the outdoor performance, rhythmically beat the drum in front of the body; that sound is low and high, as if billions of people blowing the trumpet; that sound is neat and powerful and scattered, as if the recital group opened a concert.
21, the night, dark, quiet; the sky, but also flying goose feather-like rain.
22, the rain is still falling, the wet street is still colorful neon, and people have been sleeping peacefully, that colorful light is for the travelers out of the light. But the direction of home has long been in mind, let the years pass, but also helpless in people's hearts the most beautiful, the most sincere emotions - love.
23, in the middle of the night, I was not far away from the bulldozer that loud thunderous roar woke up, tossing and turning how can not sleep, then gently out of bed, want to pull open the curtains, sitting on the blanket, through the counting of the stars this thing to help sleep.
24, rain pouring down, a late night, not much noise, eroding every inch of the city, taking away all the good things, still sparsely slipped through the land covered with maple leaves, once the fragrance of the leaves, without a trace.
25, the mood and the future of the same soldiers, the window of the night rain drops into the heart, drowning a bunch of trivialities, but no longer drop into the rainy night of mutual understanding.
26, standing under the eaves, looking at the rain, baptized everything, feel the bone-chilling cold wind, so that I am more into nature. Listen to the sound of the rain, feel the heartbeat of the rain, share the solitude of the rain, and follow the rhythm of the rain.
Beautiful sentences describing the rainy night
The distance of 10,000 raindrops is very thorough, and the tears disappear without breath.
A gust of wind rolled through, bringing with it a torrential downpour, the raindrops as thick and straight as iron bars, sprinkling down from the sky in brushes.
It's already dusk and I'm sad, but the wind and the rain are more important.
The rain is like millions of silver threads floating down from the sky.
The raindrops are like millions of paratroopers, jumping down from the sky and landing safely on the ground.
The raindrops hit the pond and splashed countless white splashes.
The raindrops joined together like a big net and hung in front of my eyes.
The rain cleared, the sun showed its smiling face, a brilliant rainbow, over the grassland, building a beautiful bridge.
Rain like ten thousand silver threads floating down from the sky, the eaves fell rows of water drops, like a beautiful pearl curtain.
The rain sprinkled down, and the leaves of all kinds of flowers and plants condensed with a crystal water droplet.
The rain flowed down the eaves of the house, which began to look like broken beads, and gradually connected into a line. The water on the ground became more and more, merging into a small stream.
The rain flowed slowly down the eaves of the house, starting as a drop and gradually forming a thin line.
The rain fell incessantly, like a curtain hanging outside the window.
At this time, the sound of thunder, rain and wind stirred together, it was really terrible, as if the sky was about to fall.
Only the angry waves of the North Sea rolled and roared and rushed. The sudden rain lashed the ground, and the rain flew and splashed the water, confused eddy.
In the blink of an eye, the sound of the rain became a roar, and the sky opened up like countless mouths, and the torrential rain became a waterfall, pouring down towards the earth.
Only the North Sea rolled and roared. The rain was pounding the ground, and the water was splashing, and the water was confused and eddied.
The weather outside the window is like your changing expression.
Outside the window is drizzling rain, drops of drizzle, as if accompanied by a small dance, I can not help but be seduced by the world outside the window.
Spring rain, like cow hair, like flower needle, like fine silk, densely diagonally woven.
Spring rain is the warmest in the rainy season of the year. Spring rain, like thousands of strands of fine silver wire, with a slight chill left over from winter, but also with the happy news of spring, smiling and gentle down, washing away the traces left behind by winter, ushering in the spring.
Spring rain is like millions of silver threads, landing from the light and gentle south wind.
The spring rain is falling, the dry branches of the trees have a layer of light green color, the rain drops down the tips of the trees, into a string of watery notes.
The ground is also much wetter, exuding a refreshing aroma. Grass also sneaked out of the ground, began to weave a green carpet. Spring rain dashing down, it is gently waking up the earth, quietly take away the cold, slowly soothe the trees on the winter trauma. Spring rain washed away the remnants of winter, everything in the spring wind blowing under the wake up, in the spring rain under the growth of moisturizing.
Big drops of rain like bullets, hitting the leaves of the trees clattered, fell on people also some pain.
The heavy rain came down from the sky so frantically that the dark and heavy sky looked like it was going to collapse.
The heavy rain rolled over like a huge waterfall.
Waiting for the rain is the umbrella's lifelong destiny; waiting for you is my lifelong pursuit.
Lightning moved from the sky to the zenith, thunder sounded from far and near, and in a short while, the rain blazed down.
What a magical spring rain. It is hazy and clear. It puts a misty veil on everything, and it washes everything fresh and bright. My mood also seems to be cleaned and polished by the rain, a bright and cheerful feeling is growing.
The whole world is like a just-born baby, as if everything is restarted, the tree is new, new green buds full of branches; grass is new, new delicate and weak; flowers are new, new and budding. Even the mood is new, the heart only a refreshing and pleasant feeling.
And winter rain, more like a miserly treasurer, always stingy to stay in the rain, not willing to let the earth to accept the rain baptism. Even if the mood is not happy, but also just waved down the drizzle, mixed with the cold winter wind, hit the people, feel the cold bone, there is an indescribable chill.
The wind is blowing as if a musician, the rain is accompanied by the creation of a mood.
The wind sandwiched between the rain stars, like looking for something on the ground, the east end, the west end of the chaotic collision. Road pedestrians just found a place to avoid the rain, the rain splitting up. The rain got heavier and heavier, and soon it was like a pouring rain, and the rain in the air was like a big waterfall! A gust of wind blew, this dense as a waterfall of rain was blown by the wind like smoke like fog like dust.
The wind and rain can destroy the cherry blossoms, but the wind and rain, the cherry blossoms can not also open smile?
The more the wind blows, the more the rain falls, a lightning across the sky, like a golden snake dancing wildly. A thunderbolt, shaking the ground, the students were scared to tighten their necks and cover their ears with their hands.
The wind chased the rain, the rain chased the wind, the wind and the rain united to chase the dark clouds in the sky, the whole heaven and earth are in the rain.
The cold cicadas are miserable. The first break in the rain was in the evening at the Long Pavilion.
The cold rain is coming into Wu at night, and the people are being sent away to the lonely mountains of Chu in the evening.
A few dashing spring rains, the mountain green, water green, the bubbling flow of a stream under the mountain, more and more turbulent and beautiful up.
The wind rolled with the rainstorm like countless whips, and fiercely to the glass window.
The wind was blowing in the air, and the rain was pouring down *** with a natural painting.
The thunder sounded, and the rain kept falling like broken beads.
Cold and madness, despair and hope, destruction and rebirth, all meet in this storm and rain! Converge! Fusion! The storm and the rain meet!
Leaving you I quietly withdrew from the drama that could not bear to unveil my tears flowed in the heart to learn to give up.
June rain, like a child's face, say change.
The arrow-like sharp rain hit the window glass, from top to bottom out of a curved water trail.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The falling flowers are independent, and the rain is a little swallow flying.
The drizzle, quietly and noiselessly falling, is like the silver silk spit out by countless silkworms. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the sky, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
Fierce and sudden sound, struggle and intensification, are presented in this gale and rainstorm! Sudden advent! Venting! Stomping and jumping! Spinning like a storm, spinning like a rainstorm, footsteps like heavy raindrops splashing down on the ground
Sheepish spring rain dyed the earth green, and soft spring winds ironed the river warm.
Behind the scenes came a booming drum that was thunder, which, like a faithful follower of lightning, rushed at it and shouted at us as if to tell us to listen well to the cries of nature.
That downpour stopped soon, because it was sandy soil, and once the rain stopped, the road was pedestrianizable. I ran to the head of the village to look, a rainbow hanging in the sky, beautiful. Everywhere the water gurgling, the sound of frogs in the distance intertwined.
Angry hair, the dashing rain at the fence.
Torrential rain cascaded down like an open gate, countless arrows shot up on the ground, and millions of waterfalls fell on the houses.
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.
Look, it is raining again. Rain like silk, and light and fine, can not hear the pattering sound, but also do not feel the fish pouring drenching. Only feel as if this is a kind of wet smoke, gently moisturizing the earth and hearts. Under the nourishment of the spring rain, the wheat seedlings grow greener and the cauliflowers bloom more golden. In a crisscrossing field ditch, spring water murmured. Young trees, willow trees in the spring rain stretching branches and leaves, greedily sucking the sweet rain.
The rain poured down incessantly, and the rainwater that flowed down from the eaves of the houses gathered into a small stream on the street.
The rain falls at the time of the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
Autumn rain, pattering down, like a picture scroll without end.
Autumn rain is like a sky full of shiny pearls, fluttering and waving.
Autumn rain such as smoke and mist, noiselessly sprinkled in the open space in the pile of rubble on the withered leaves, rain is like the Yellow River water from the sky, rushing horizontally, like the waves, like the waves, although not as big as the tide of the Qiantang River, but also ferociously incomparable; rain is also like a transparent cloth, the wind blew, up countless traces of ripples, by the lightning flash of light and white flowers, it is very nice to see.
Autumn rain rustling down, it is playing. Played a piece of yellow rice paddies, played a red maple tree, played the gold everywhere, played a symbol of maturity and harvest of autumn colors.
Autumn rain like a shy little girl, always with slow steps, late. When she comes, she may bring a coat of autumn wind, rain through the joy of the harvest, secretly hiding in the clouds, let the rain drops to the earth, watching the earth joy to accept the rain of moisture.
If you are the early spring rain, then you must learn to cherish; if you are the late fall rain, then you must learn to forget. Do not wait until the end, you then sentimental sentence: the wind, scraped out of the bones of the cold; heart, shaking off a land of desolation.
All of a sudden, the rain is as big as the Milky Way in the sky flooded the general, from the sky wildly down!
The sky showed bright lightning like a long dragon. It was followed by a rumbling sound of thunder. The lightning flashed brighter and brighter, and the thunder sounded louder and louder. Soon, black clouds rolled in, covering half the sky, and it rained.
The clouds rolled in from the sky, and in an instant it was pouring down from the sky.
Listen, the rain pattered down to see, how much love on earth? Smell, rain all over the depression see, the world of human beings are still in for, falling rain and sigh ask, the world of love for what? I wish, there are lovers *** still Canyuan.
Listen to the sound of the rain drop by drop clear your breath like raindrops seeped into my love
Suddenly, a lightning, the sky was torn, a white, followed by a series of muffled thunder, muffled thunder, copper coins after the rain, paved the way like sprinkling down.
Suddenly a north wind blew, and a dark cloud rushed over from the northern sky, mixed with a lightning bolt and a burst of thunder. In an instant, the wind blew so hard that dark clouds filled the sky, followed by bean-sized raindrops that beat down from the sky and snapped the windows. Another thunderbolt was deafening. In a flash the raindrops joined together in a line, and with a crash, the rain tilted down from the sky as if the sky had collapsed.
The naughty raindrops love to dance on the umbrellas.
As the breeze blew, the rain curtains slanted, like a thin thread running to the grass, trees, and walls.
My tears flow in my heart, learn to give up.
I looked out through the glass window, and heaven and earth hung like an immensely wide beaded curtain, misty. Rain fell on the opposite roof tiles, splashing a splash, like a layer of thin smoke shrouded in the roof.
The clouds and the lightning, the wind and the rain, the waves and the sky, all erupted in flames and arrow-light! Jet! Pouring! Break free!
The dark clouds are all in one piece, like a huge black cloth covering the sky
The dance halls and the singing platforms, the wind and the flow of the wind are always being, rained on and blown away by the wind.
The thin, soft raindrops weave a big net that hangs from the clouds all the way down to the ground.
It's raining and the rain is crying with me and I can't see it and I don't want to see it.
Summer rain fell on the ground, rolled up a burst of light smoke, the land seems to bloom a smile nest.
Summer rain is exactly the opposite of spring, always in a hurry, he likes to come without warning, but also like to leave quietly, to come when the rush and storm, from time to time to call the wind, call the thunder and lightning. Pour out his displeasure.
The little raindrops take the lotus leaves as his natural skating rink, on which he cheerfully waved his smile.
A flash of lightning, followed by white, bright rain fell, smashed on the black tiles, tick-tock-tick-tock; smashed in the pond, floating strings of water bubbles.
A moment later, the thick raindrops fell, hitting the glass window bla bla bla.
At that moment, the raindrops formed a line, and with a crash, the rain poured down from the sky as if the sky had collapsed.
A straw raincoat is a rainy day, and there is no wind or rain or sunshine.
2. Always absconding in the world of smiles, but nowhere to escape.
3. The sorrow of the unmarried, the year of the widow. , the year of the bachelor. , the end of the world.
4. A few clumps of camel thorns seem to have lost their colorful breath, but inhale a wisp of wind and sand. This is their way of life entertainment, nothing more happy, because, they know, the most lonely is the emptiness. So, they chose to accept it.
5. Once the time like running water gradually far away, the heart of the sentiment is still, flowers blossom and fall, the flow of years, the wind can take away the remnants of the clouds, the clouds can cover the moon, just, some things can never go back to the flow of years in the loss of youth, lost love, and will never come back.
6. What are you doing? I'm looking up at the sky. 30 degrees of looking up is what? It's the angle at which I miss her. Why did you raise your head to 30 degrees? To keep my tears from falling.
7. Love to points to show the precious, many people do not know how to cherish have. Only to lose to see, in fact, that the most familiar is the most precious
8. life will meet two people, a stunning time, a tender years.
9. How can I not be sad and how to comfort myself? 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. The heart that still secretly want you. Once upon a time, have been unable to control my messy emotions.
10. I would like to have a quiet and serious efforts of Don Giovanni type of unrequited love.
11. Although still do friends, I am afraid that in the end your sweet I will not see all.
12. The rain outside the window stopped, the rain in the heart also stopped. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product. Once upon a time, still reflecting on the day's bumbling, once upon a time, facing the dedication is so bland.
13. We break up, I do not lack of fatherly love!
14. You can use a minute to meet a person, with an hour to understand a person, with a day to fall in love with a person, but you have to use a lifetime to forget a person.
15. The taste of missing someone is like drinking a cup of ice-cold water, and then a drop of hot tears.
16. Ask me what I am thinking about, I am thinking about my failed love.
17. Can not be called far away, can not go back are called the past, do not look back are called parting.
18. Night winds, rain drops through the heart cold. Today's night, still hazy, the distant came familiar and unfamiliar piping, a string of strong tender tone, pulling me this cold heart, so that my heart slowly warmed up a trace of temperature.
19. A person always have to walk a strange road, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then in a certain moment of inadvertence, you will find that the original painstakingly want to forget things really so forget.
20. We can't catch it, the traces of happiness crossed. Russia is so
21. I and loneliness in the same country, which may be predestined, the darkness I lit a candle, dim flame gently beating, that is the silence of my heartbeat, the candle burned out, the darkness engulfed me, there is no resistance, there is no struggle, I'm accustomed to the darkness freely.
22. The labyrinthine city, so that people are accustomed to see the same scenery, walk the same route to the same destination; habit of letting people's lives no longer change. Habit gives one an inexplicable sense of security, yet an inexplicable loneliness. And you never know what your habits will make you miss.
23. Afterglow, only a kind of self help comfort. The most important thing to remember is that the most important thing is that it is not a good thing to be a good person, but it is a good thing to be a good person, and it is a good thing to be a good person.
24. I stood in heaven and gazed down at you, just as you gazed at me with a little sadness.
25. Life is like rain, love is like a play. Love is the rain that can't be caught, time flows into the rain traces that can't be found, more and more distant, more and more ethereal.
26. I thought I was a flower on the cliff, and then realized that it is just a slag in the sea of people
27. People either never dream, or dream interesting; people must also learn to be awake, either never awake, or awake interesting.
28. When looking through everything, only to realize that the original loss is more solid than having.
29. Desperate to forget, to the end only to find that things go against their wishes.
30. When you are happy when I may not be, and when I am happy, because you are still there.
31. The world's most poignant distance is the two people were far away, do not know each other, suddenly one day, they know each other, love each other, the distance becomes very close. Then one day, no longer love each other, originally very close to the two people, become very far, even more far than before.
32. In life, people are constantly leaving or entering. So, viewed, invisible; remembered, forgotten. In life, there are constantly getting and losing. So, unseen, seen; forgotten, remembered. However, the invisible, is not the same as does not exist? Remembered, is not a good article in space is never disappear?
33. heart like a knife cut cut the pain of mourning destroyed bone standing sad sky and compassionate people sad brow not show sad brow bitter face sad brow tight worried worried worried as burning heart anxious as fire depressed
34. sentimental only the spring garden moon, but also for the departure of the person to light the falling flowers
35. if you regret also do not have to look for me, even if I can not find a more loving I will not be selected by you
36. Find a boy who loves to make you laugh, he will give you warm light like the sun.
37. Life doesn't have so many unexpected encounters, but it also has so many love at first sight.
38. We, have built a wall for themselves, the wall is the head of each person's different matters of the heart, and outside the wall, but still have each other staring at the eyes.
39. If they are not strong, how to live, the world is unpredictable, so I have to be ready to meet everything.
40. There is always a moment, because of a person's sentence, like being splashed with a pot of cold water, swish, from head to foot cold.
41. Sometimes we will suddenly have nothing to say, but I think it does not matter, accompanied by, there you are very good.
42. Soft heart is an unfair kindness, fulfillment of others, aggrieved themselves, but was taken by others as a brake.
43. I try to end it all, only to realize that I have long fallen into the abyss of the world.
44. Love is originally the sand of the sea, only you care for it with your heart, with tears and blood to moisturize it, so that it can become a crystal intoxicated heart.
45. I always thought that I would be accustomed to the loss of time and past events, no matter where, who encountered, in what way to end.
46. If there really is such a doomsday, then you are back to escape alone, or will pull my hand together to wait for the great death; if there really is such a day, I'm willing to, I'm willing to walk through all these grief and sorrow with you.
47. The so-called youth is is a silent war of soldiers and horses, and we eventually routed.
48. I pinch my nose, in fact, want to suffocate the world.
49. After the breakup can not be friends, because each other hurt! Nor can we be enemies, because we love each other y.
50. My sunset-like sadness is like melancholy birds, melancholy birds fly into my sunset-like sadness.
51. Interpret your life with my words.
52. The important sign of falling in love with a person is: to meet any beautiful scenery in regret, why you are not around.
53. Suffering, like happiness, is the reward of life to us. Hard to live over today, is the hope of living tomorrow, living is happiness.
54. Remember that the reason why people go astray is not due to his ignorance, but because he thinks he knows.
55. When I was seventeen or eighteen, I met a group of not bad guys who accompanied me through the only time in my life youth.
56. In front of the door of fate, may as well take out a little more patience, even if you wait one more day, one more hour, one more minute, the result may be very different.
57. If there is no blind expectation, there will be no disappointment. If you can understand that everything is impermanent, you will not cling to it; if you don't cling to it, you will not suffer, and you will be able to truly live fully.
58. In the corner singing hoarse songs, and then louder are for you, please listen carefully, do not speak.
59. Older people believe in everything, middle-aged people doubt everything, and young people know everything.
60. May you be more unafraid to be alone than others, and may you be touched by yourself when you talk about it.
61. I am willing to y rooted in life, sucking up the marrow of life, living a solid, simple, all do not belong to the contents of the life removed cleanly, the life forced to the end of the world, the most basic form of simplicity, simplicity, simplicity, and then simplicity.
62. If not happy, not happy, then let go of it; if you can not give up, can not let go, then the pain!
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64. The ending I have long guessed, but I still did not stop loving you permitted.
65. Turned just to meet you, but forgot that you will also turn.