We missed each other because we met. Because of you in the world, we have been moved all our lives. The drizzle knocks on the window and turns into a gentle heart. The tranquility of this palace is accompanied by the long guzheng and the Ying Ying in the courtyard. The strings are lingering and the amorous feelings are infinite. The tenderness hidden in the eyes and the charming poetry gush out. So, in my words, there is a you quietly.
3. The thin moonlight floats gently in the evening breeze, the elegant piano rhyme overflows my thoughts, and the fragrant green tea warmly recalls the past. I just sit in the endless night and miss you quietly. Miss your smile like a flower, blooming in my sweet dream; I think your gentleness is like water, washing away my fatigue. With you in my heart, I will not be lonely, nor will I be lonely. I have you in this life, and I don't want you in the afterlife.
Memories are the seeds that travelers sow along the way, so that they can find their way home before they get lost; The idea of spreading branches is wrapped in the body layer by layer, so the soul with weight is marked and begins to boil. I got up and went to the next distant place, where there was a melodious yearning for my hometown.
5, continuous autumn rain, dripping, flowing with the same thoughts, flying with the shackles of chaos. Fluttering moistens the dry heart and washes away the lingering thoughts of falling dust. Vaguely, shy, whose whisper? Whose expectations have you fantasized about? Fine and dense, dancing like a dream, floating like a weave.
6. Who can burn the lovesickness, let go of the vertical and horizontal ties, and make Leng Yue look thinner. The world is separated by love, and the distance cools the heart. Forgetting Sichuan on the other side, the yellow face is acacia. If it's not so unforgettable, how can tears flow everywhere?
7. I miss you, just like a cancer growing wildly on my body. I suffer every day. If I cut it off with a knife, I will accelerate my death. First frost piled up, only hiding from secular reincarnation, looking through autumn water, leaving countless footprints. Lead is washed away, and vows cannot be decorated into flowers. I'm thinking about you. I think you lost happiness in your tears.
8. When I miss someone very much, when I look up at the plane that occasionally flies in the air, I feel that some people will disappear in my life sooner or later, just like that plane … I desperately let myself walk a long way, watching the passing cars and street scenes, just to drown those past …
9. In those years, we were young and frivolous, unrestrained, daring to love and hate, holding our heads and crying with our hearts filled. Sadly, it is not that we are separated, but that we will never see each other again. In those years, the sky was so blue, and we were so stupid and happy. Years have taken away our youth and appearance, but what we can't take away is our love and infinite nostalgia for those years to commemorate our lost years.
10, the years are like a comb, combing through the mottled yesterday, the noise of the city, the loneliness of the night, the wind randomly lifts the strings of missing, writes lyrics on the strings, and plays the same feeling for you every time, with a little pain and a little joy. I just never told you that you have become a secret in my heart and a dream that I care about with my heart. Maybe when you turn around, beauty will turn into pieces, and I have no hope to spread this yearning.
1 1. I invite you to listen to the rain on a rainy night, and my heart is strung together by the rain, and my thoughts become very long? In the rain, did you hear your footsteps approaching? In the rain, can there be a whisper between you and me? It turns out that in the rain, there are so many sadness and helplessness, and those many worries flow in the rain. Who is listening to the rain tonight? Who will accompany me until dawn? Have you ever heard me whisper in the distance?
12, peach blossoms swaying in the moonlight, hidden in thoughts. The evening breeze brings a faint fragrance but can't find a shallow mark, like you, as if it were just in front of you, but in the horizon. As misty as fog, I lost my eyes and dispersed a little bit of gloom. Afraid of being seen, breathing into a flashing smile. Look up, send a message of acacia, and fly into your dream with soft clouds.
13, unexpected encounter, beautiful sadness in the season. A gust of wind swept away and rolled up my reluctant thoughts, just as the figure turned around. She put on makeup, erased the years in her youth, entered the four seasons and experienced reincarnation. Meet the beauty precipitated in memory. How many thoughts are involved like floating dust …
14, flowers are the worries of spring, clouds are the worries of wind, rain is the worries of the sky, and you are my worries, so soft, I can only collect them. All kinds of ideas, like flowers, bloom in my heart at this moment. And you are the flower I miss. Once pulled away, those flowers will wither in an instant. I know that there are four seasons in a year, including spring, summer, autumn and winter. However, if the flowers leave the branches, those colorful flowers are my thoughts.
15, we can sort out our thoughts with parting, and carve everything with parting. Spring has come, maybe there is a spring breeze passing gently in your ear, or maybe I miss your sigh; When summer comes, maybe you will get wet by a heavy rain, and then one of the drops will be the tears I miss you; Autumn has come, maybe there is a fallen leaf floating at your feet, maybe it is an angel I sent to accompany you; Winter is coming, and pieces of snow are fluttering. That's my letter to you.
16, open this card, maybe it's time to say goodbye to you, sometimes I really want to see you through a period of time and space. I am depressed and empty. From the moment I was distracted by busy days, I miss you, your charm and gentleness, and you will come to my side again, just like the first time we met.
17, sprinkle a wisp of acacia and find a figure; Dip a drop of plain ink and melt a touch of sorrow. Midnight infatuation haunts sentimental feelings, sings softly and indulges in lonely love. Pick a little starlight and it becomes a bright moon. In the light and shadow, you are calm, comforting and timid. I don't want to care, but tears betray the soul, and thoughts and non-thoughts are intertwined. Meditation swings into the river of the heart, trickling down and merging into an eternal song and an immortal string in the years.
18, when the wind blows, it is a kind of love to miss you through the fallen leaves; When you are alone, you will inadvertently regard each other's dribs and drabs as an attachment; When you are lonely, it is a kind of helplessness to twist your name repeatedly in your heart. Maybe every feeling will have different thoughts, and maybe every kind of thoughts is insignificant happiness for those who miss them. Missing like that is not only a kind of love, but also an art.
19, let me miss you infatuated for the last time, there is no reason and no reason. Let me miss you infatuated for the last time, because we once loved each other. Let me miss you infatuated for the last time, knowing that I have lost you, but I still care about you so much. Let me have a crush on you for the last time. Although there is no room for redemption, I will remember you for a lifetime ...-Let me miss you infatuated for the last time.
20. Inexplicable sadness haunts me again, and the night is still so mysterious and deep; People, in the dark, look particularly pale and powerless. The unknown melody rings in my ear again: Do I really have nothing? Where will I park tomorrow? The leaves are silent, the west wind rises again, and it is lonely and sad. Smell, don't think about it.
2 1, I looked at your direction from a distance, condensed my thoughts into raindrops and connected them in series. In the barren world, I am entangled in infatuation, wandering in expectation, crossing time and space, flying over the sea, using my delicate body to resist the attack of the wind and block the impact of the waves ... In the years of tempering, I work hard and go forward bravely. ...
22. I didn't miss you very deliberately, because I knew I should be grateful when I met you, and I needed to let go when I passed by. I just think of you in many, many small moments. For example, a movie, a song, a lyric, a road and countless moments to close your eyes.
23. I have dreamed of you more than a hundred times, and your figure will come into my dream almost every night. Now, we live far apart, and I miss you more than ever. I can only ask God to be patient and not push our reunion too far.
24. Close your heart gently. In the afterglow of the sunset, a silent face is dotted with a faint blush. Walking under a leafy tree, I stepped into the reverie of memories. Birds sing euphemistically, as melodious as in previous years. My heart is full of flowers. The soft sea of flowers in my mind, one after another, lingers in my heart. How I want to see you and see your recent changes. Don't talk about the past, just tell you, long time no see.
25, a lot of things, afraid to start but don't want to end like this. People can't help themselves in the Jianghu. Last night, your vague figure appeared in my dream again. The distance has changed, and the feelings are shallow, so the thoughts are getting stronger and stronger.
26. When I am alone, I always listen to songs and other people's stories, and then shed my own tears; When I am alone, I always like to go shopping. Looking at the happiness of people holding hands in the street, imagining that they are also in happiness, and then the illusory happiness is blown away by the cold air around them, and a person continues to walk alone in the deserted street; When I'm alone, I always want to do something, but I don't do anything in the end, so I have to miss you quietly.
27, missing, quietly precipitated in the long years; Perseverance, weathering into stone, watching in the distance. I just want to listen to your voice, waiting for endless love in my dream, leaning against the railing and looking from a distance, carefree, waving my sleeves like the wind, autumn water, a curtain of dreams, weaving your eternal love ... I can't walk out of this lovesick rain, drunk in the misty rain curtain, drunk in the sky, drunk in the ground, drunk in me, drunk in you. ...
28. Embroider the heart of a water lily and bloom faintly. The purple petals softened in the past. Can that smell jog your memory? Even if there is no sign of stopping, I can't bear to delete familiar names. The picture of memory once bloomed from one tree to another! Are those familiar friends still quietly making an appointment with Wen somewhere? Are you okay? Read it.
29. When I miss you, I will stand here and look out, because there can be no road in the world, but there can also be no truth. The sunshine, the spring breeze, the warm fog, the flowers and the blessings all disappeared without a trace after you left. It is not that I am strong, but that I have been silent for longer than others; It's not that I'm happy, it's just that I hide deeper than others.
30. The taste of missing someone is that you are obviously angry and annoyed, but you disappear without a trace at the moment you see you. I feel that my mood seems to be lighter and I can jump up, humming a song in my mouth, as if the world belongs to me, knowing that you are in my heart and I am sweet in your heart.