But from another perspective, there is a kind of heartbreaking sentence that is beautiful, and people add many other flavors to it. So below I will recommend some beautiful and heartbreaking emotional quotes for you. The following is what I have carefully compiled for you, I hope you like it.
1 The breeze dances on the bright moon, and the dream falls among the flowers. When I woke up from a dream, it felt like a lifetime ago, and between my eyebrows, I was filled with lovesickness. Alone at the end of the world, drunk and greedy for pleasure. The worrying thoughts are endless. Leaning alone in front of the window, letting the wind blow, watching the flowers fall, under the yellow flower tree, are you playing the jade flute again, drunkenly pulling out the love strings? Looking into the distance for thousands of years, the prosperity has disappeared, but my infatuation has not changed. It's a pity that I wandered around several times and couldn't get out of it, but it was still the sweet words among the flowers in the dream.
2 Huanhua quietly flows with the passing water, a spring dream farewell to the dawn of night, once written by the mourning butterfly, the light rain touches my eyes for a while, the pen becomes mournful, the tears fall with the words, the falling crescent moon My son, I pay tribute to my childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts from those years.
3 Everything will disappear, and all that can be left is memory; and is memory real or illusory? It cannot be touched or seen. But it is so deeply engraved in my heart.
4 The real happiness in life is the happiness of the soul, which sometimes does not necessarily have a close connection with the external material life. The power of true happiness comes from the richness of the soul, from a kind of education, from the longing for ideals, and also from discussions and exchanges with good friends.
5 You will never know how much the person who thinks about you loves you.
6 The west wind is thick, and the cold is invading my sleeves. I can’t get enough of my lonely sail, and my gaze is in vain. The willows in front of the court are all broken, who can relieve the lovesickness, who can relieve the sorrow, who can shed tears with the rain and the water? The love is hard to accept, the person is empty and thin, and it is difficult to express a little sorrow, but the shade remains the same. The two pairs of daisies want to be opened and locked, and they also express lovesickness and sorrow, and also express the lingering hatred that will never end. Leaning alone on the building, looking at the orchid boat, who can remove the residual makeup between the eyebrows, and everyone is thin. When I have time to look back on the past, I feel a bit of lovesickness and a bit of sadness. I lost a lot of weight and a trace of autumn.
7 A love in the mortal world, a thousand-year fate, a few strands of lovesickness across the bank, how many old dreams have been hidden in the tower? On the side of the water, I wish to wear the fragrance of lotus, ride on an orchid boat, and paddle across the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty, Through the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty, I am looking for you by the vast West Lake! I just want to wear a ding dong for you and tap it every night when I miss you; I just want to smile beautifully for you and erase the memories of your life. Dust!
8 The mood has a feeling of helplessness and helplessness, like drifting smoke. There is an empty and sad feeling in my heart, like sand and dust blown by the wind, which is sad. Anguish filled my heart, as full as dark clouds filling the sky.
9 Actually, I am very tired. I am used to pretending to be strong and used to facing everything alone. I don’t know what I want to do. Sometimes I can talk to everyone happily, and I can be very unrestrained, but no one knows that it is just a disguise, a very deliberate disguise; I can make myself very happy, but I can't find the source of happiness. , just giggle.
10 In the misty rain in the world of mortals, there are bits and pieces of tears from people leaving. The endless thoughts are as misty as the mist and rain, and the endless sighs of love are as mixed as the world of mortals. Dancing on a moonlit night, it’s hard to hide every trace of sadness. How can one leave behind a deep love? Light green makeup, body like a paper sign, heart as thin as a cicada’s wings, the moment of regaining it, only the faint pain and a touch of love are left. move. Who is the fate that should have been shared in the past life and this life? Who and whom is the fate that will continue in this life and the past life? If you seek this life, where can you seek the next life?
Emotional quotations expressing beautiful heartbreak
1 When you meet someone and you love him more, you will always lose him. Then, if you meet another person and he loves you more, then sooner or later you will leave him. Until one day you meet someone and you fall in love with each other. Finally you understand that all searching has a process. It used to be at the end of the world, but now it's so close.
2 The black sky exudes a strange atmosphere, and the air is filled with a depressing feeling, which is suffocating.
3 Leaving is always easier than meeting, because meeting is a fate that happens once among hundreds of millions of people, while leaving is just the ending of two people. It's easy to meet and break up, but people in the world don't see the hustle and bustle of fate and destiny. They always think that opportunities are unlimited, so they don't cherish the people in front of them. We are always like this, we need a shoulder when we are sad, and we want to embrace the whole world when we are happy. What time steals is always the precious thing that you cannot see under your nose.
4 Everyone has his own road. The left side of the road is happy, and the right side of the road is unhappy.
Some people are used to walking on the left, so they see only happy things, while some people are used to walking on the right, so they see only unhappy things. When a person is always unhappy, he may have put himself in the wrong position. He should turn around and look across the road, and he will understand that it is not just unhappiness that is accompanying him, and then change his habits and strive to be closer to happiness.
5 Those who are happy for your sadness are your enemies, those who are happy for your happiness are your friends, and those who are sad for your sadness are your close friends.
6 The time flies by with a flick of the fingers, and the dust of the song disperses, and the thoughts are lost; touch the strings lightly, as delicate as the wind, for whom will the thoughts be broken? The affection that wraps around the fingers, the attachment of a lifetime, in the harmony of the pipa, It interprets the nostalgia of the years one after another; when the love is deep, the loneliness is hard to hide, the whisper in the ears is like a sigh when the flowers fall; the love is endless, who can pity the loneliness in the whole life, spreading silently everywhere in the haze "Climb a stream of running water, carrying a breeze, dyeing the flower paper white."
7 If I am just a passer-by in your vast sea of ??people, can you not let me be obsessed with you? If I am just an embellishment of your flowery years, can you not let me be intoxicated? If I am just your wandering for half of your life The starting point, can you not let me leave? If, I am just your dispensable fireworks, can you not let me be broken? I can’t see the ending of the story, in the misty ancient city, who is waiting for me? The flowers are silent and full of flowers Whose feelings have been hurt? Whose heart has been broken?
8 I have never provoked you, why do you want to provoke me? Now that you have provoked me, why did you give up halfway?
9 If you are silent to me, I'm sorry, I have to be indifferent to you.
10 A mortal love, a thousand-year fate, a few strands of each other across the bank, how many old dreams have been hidden away? On the side of the water, I wish to wear the fragrance of lotus, ride on an orchid boat, and paddle across the Qin Shiyue , passing through the charm of the Tang and Song Dynasties, looking for you on the bank of the vast West Lake! I just want to wear a dingdong for you, and tap it every night when I miss you; I just want to smile beautifully for you and wipe away all the troubles all over your body. dust.
No one remains speechless in November, and the years have gone through several reincarnations in the world. I can't stop talking, looking at the vast world of mortals and the misty river! I don't understand how to correct and implement the constant entanglement between each other, like a frozen scene. The long feelings, the pain again and again, the touching again and again, looking back, it is just a dream.
12 Time takes away you and everything about me.
13 A wisp of green smoke curls up, green flies touch the water, and catkins flutter. Life is as floating as a dream, as still as still water, and does not care about feelings and sorrows. I only wish you well. The wind and frost in the past life, and the resentment in this life. Regardless of rain or snow, I just want to be ordinary and drunk, to make up for the half-life wandering, and say goodbye to the lifelong resentment. The scars all over my body are peeling off, waiting for the phoenix's nirvana. I wish I could be desolate and send you a piece of paper. I wish I could be tangled in clothes in this life.
14 When we say goodbye, lovesickness disturbs our heart, it is as bitter as medicine, and there are knots of sorrow in our gut. It is just the heartache to say goodbye, and we are indifferent to attachment. We can see the old face. When we say goodbye, there are tears. I ask you if you miss me, a cup of wine that forgets love. , admiring the lonely moon alone, a thousand generations of noble and noble, self-sufficient and self-defeating, seeking to be alone and drunk in the world, indifferent to the sorrow of love, desire only wakes up the rest of me! Obsessed with the love of reincarnation, your youth, you can remember or forget, see things Not thinking about people, we are strangers to each other, the beauty is beautiful, the country and the city are overwhelming, the horizon is blurred, a bright moon can see the whole world.
15 Looking back for the last time on the Naihe Bridge, the last trace of nostalgia for the mortal world turned into two lines of clear tears on the pale cheeks. Tears poured into Meng Po Tang, and the three living stones were placed in front of me. The past and present life, multiple reincarnations appeared in front of my eyes, thousands of generations of ice, tens of thousands of years of loneliness, all returned to silence at that moment. No matter how we parted in the past life, no matter how we meet in this life, no matter how we meet again in the next life. Life is like a dream, full of twists and turns.
16 You may love many people, but only one will make you smile the brightest and cry the saddest.
17 The good wind is like water, and the bright eyes are like the moon. A lonely scene is still sweet to recall. Suddenly, when I look back, I see the shadow of the moon and the ripples in the water, wondering what is going on in my mind now. While talking and laughing, a little calmness can hardly conceal a broken heart.
18 I pursue stubbornly in my heart. Only I can see it, but I hope I am right.
19 That year, that month, that time, have passed quietly. That feeling, that love, that lovesickness, have lasted for thousands of years. The mountains, the water, and the sound of the piano have gradually become clearer. The river, the bank, and both sides are devastated. The figure standing on my shore is still upright. The sound of the piano is gentle.
Who is that, playing a perfect song, burying me in the world of mortals!
20 The writing is full of flowers, the shallow marks are dark, the calligraphy is plain and ink, with paper makeup, tears in the eyes, and a cold smile, Drink lightly and get drunk, comforting the vicissitudes of life, rocking the boat, boating on the lake, a cloud of smoke, fishing alone in the snow on the cold river, the ripples gradually disperse, the weak pen is still for you, filling up the broken sentences and broken armor. , still fighting for you to share the world, the rusty halberd, in the bloody wind, collapse the fairy tale of who is the arrogant.
21 I have spent my whole youth, but I can’t get out of the long rainy season. I chant all the way, look back all the way, remembering endlessly, and shed tears. I turned my heart into a dewdrop, rested on the broad leaves of dreams, and fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the morning light of the next life to gently wake me up. So, in this life, can you allow me to let the dust settle, and return my true heart like the moon, as gentle as jade, and my clear eyes as clear as the first time I met you?
22 We met in the most innocent age, were happy in the publicity of youth, separated in the vicissitudes of time, looking forward to meeting again when the dust has settled, just to confirm your happiness, just to confirm your happiness. To see the beauty of your smile again, and then leave indifferently. From then on, no one in the world has returned. Only a wisp of faint fragrance remains, spreading in the changing spring and autumn, a trace of lingering, penetrating through the world of mortals...
23 Life has no past, and no past. No matter what happens, it will slow down as long as it passes. Slowly forget.
24 The sofa you were sitting on became wider, the music you loved stopped, and the day I waited for you became a decoration...
25 The fine wine and jade dew, waiting for the prime minister to fall, My soul is dejected, I pick up the flowers in the morning and in the evening, and I sigh that the shadow of my temples is all over the place. Standing alone under the moon, shadows and shadows hang together. I hold a green lantern to watch the mourning of flowers, a solo song on the cold crescent moon, full of messes, a moment of youth, lost and buried under the rain of parasol trees, the throbbing Mood for Love, infatuated with your three thousand green silk hair.
26 Luocheng is silent, the pen is broken, dancing in the dust, flying sand, the Qinhuai River cuts off the melancholy, accumulates ink to warm the night, the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty moves over the female wall, Cangyang Gyatso, Xin shakes the music and sings. The waning moon is setting in the window of the shop window, and the shadows shaking the city are full of sorrow. The gorgeous dreams fall to the ground, touching the pain you left behind, and the corners of your eyes are unknowingly wet with tears.
27 Staying at the end of our respective worlds, holding a handful of the tenderness of the past, drinking endless sorrow, looking at the distance of ***, letting the lonely hearts without branches float in the sea, cold. In the wind, in the rain.
28 Some things are always beautiful when you think of them, so in your taking for granted, a reality that could have been very happy is wasted.
29 The long love of that life is composed of a long lovesickness. How desolate it has become, how much black hair has covered it, how much smoke and rain it has turned into, how much love in the world has been blown away! I am just sad, but in this life, I am I can only be your passer-by, making you remember and forget by chance, just like this, repeating the plot of our life. In the end, when people disperse, all that is left is the past that was blown away by the wind, and the unforgettable past. Once upon a time...
30 Don't let others' wandering footsteps crush your beautiful dreams of tomorrow. There is no banquet in the world that never ends. Maybe this world is really only hazy and true.
31 A thousand years of drunkenness in the mortal world, accompanied by songs in a lonely life. For you, I am drunk with eternal reincarnation, and pale the brief but eternal love in this rolling world of mortals. In the thousands of years of poetry and painting, I was drunk with your charming wine while holding flowers and smiling. The vast sea turned into a few dreams and sorrows. In the moment of ephemeral flowers, whose fingertips inadvertently flowed through thousands of years, locking the moment in melancholy thoughts. of fragrance.
32 When you are drunk, you realize that the wine is strong, and when you wake up, you realize that your dreams are empty. It turns out that watching the withered flowers is also a kind of pain. Who buried a lifetime of promises in front of your tomb? Whose love of life and death was painted in the scroll of the world of mortals? In the end, you can only guard that unchanging face for a thousand years. Looking at the sky full of cherry blossoms, sadness flows, but it cannot cover up the mottled passage of time. For whom did the burned-out elegance turn into the flower of the other side? Whoever caressed my hair owes me the price of my life.
Emotional quotes about beautiful heartbreak
1 Flowers wither, falling flowers follow the water. The water is cold and the song ends and everyone has dispersed. Sleepless autumn nights, talking about dreams, leaving autumn feelings far away. In each haunting movement, my thoughts spread across the vast night sky, and the midnight shadows gradually turned yellow during the long wait. Wandering alone under the lonely moonlight, it outlines too many of my sorrows. Last night's love, true love, the past of youth, the lament of beauty. Desire to cut is difficult, desire to reason is even more chaotic!
2 Some things and some people will definitely be forgotten if you really want to forget them.
3 Maybe all this is just a joke in his eyes. With the scars covered with calluses, he also licked his wounds and comforted himself along the way.
4 By standing on tiptoes, can we get closer to happiness?
5 In this life, you are me, the confidante who has been forgotten for thousands of years, you are me, dyed all over The world of mortals has dispersed all the sad thoughts. Destinations arise and ends, we pass each other by, whoever fell in love with my city, whose heart I betrayed, from then on, that face was forgotten to the end of the world, and we never looked at each other. If I miss a season with you, it will be the time when the flowers fall. Dressed in red, her skirts fluttering, and her tender sleeves fluttering out, it's as if she's throwing away a thousand years of past.
6: Red lips, want to talk but stop talking, whispering beautiful poems, plainly writing poems about leaving people, drunk and happy, reluctant to pick fallen flowers, a few lights, dim all night, lingering in the past life, wind and frost crush the plum blossoms, rubbing The orchid display window opens the folding fan, the head is steamed and pillowed with blue flowers, and a dark curtain rolls up, reflecting on the past and present.
7 The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves do not meet each other. Love is not cause and effect. Destiny is destined to life and death. The glitz and vicissitudes of life, after all, there are too many injuries. The noise and silence cannot escape the sadness after all. Butterflies fall in love with the world, move for a season, watch for a season, abandon each other for the shadow, love is not born for love, bright tears fall, fleeting years, residual regret, after all, there is too much pain, flowers, decline, after all, I can't escape the melancholy!
8 What is indispensable in life is a rainy night - a rainy night alone on the pattering ground. On such a rainy night, there are tears in the sky and tears in the candles. The tears in the sky have sounds and the tears in the candles are tangible. The only thing that is flowing down the face of this person are dots of silent and hot tears.
9 If you like someone and lose it, it is like throwing away your beloved items. Although you will regret it, you will not feel much pain in your heart. But if you love someone and lose it, it will leave a wound that will always hurt. Some losses are destined. Don't fall in love with a love that doesn't suit you because of your temporary loneliness. Don't fall in love with a love that doesn't suit you, and don't end up lonely your whole life because of a love that doesn't suit you.
10 Look, who is sitting under the Bodhi tree, counting the fallen flowers that reincarnate season after season. The soft murmurs, rustling sighs, and gurgling lovesickness charm Rouge's coquettish youth. Listen, who is playing a sad string sound in the three thousand mortal world. Who is it, intoxicated in the mist and red dust, writing the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the world with the fragrance of ink? A Tang poem, a Song poem, a flute music, ripples of the nostalgia of the past and present life.
11 The mortal world is like a dream. If you get drunk, it will be a dusty dream last night. A strand of love, a few sorrows about separation, and so many worldly things. Who is not tired of the world of mortals? Who is not tired of the world of mortals? Come and go, dreams in the mortal world; joys and sorrows, separation and tears in the mortal world. I asked Qingfeng how many dreams he had, and asked me where my love for the bright moon was, but I just said to watch the remaining red go back. A song that leads to the world of mortals, causing many tears of mortals, and raining in the world.
12 The happiest thing in life is not that others bring you happiness, but that you bring happiness to others.
13 The more no one loves you, the more you must love yourself.
14 Don’t let yourself be sad easily. Think about happy things when you have free time. After all, this is directly linked to your life span.
15 Delete yesterday's troubles; determine today's happiness; set tomorrow's happiness; store eternal love; cancel the hatred in the world; paste beautiful moods; copy intoxicating scenery; print your charming Smile!
16 I don’t know when I became so sad. I always keep asking myself why I live so tiredly. Sometimes I can’t face myself like this and repeat the same thing every day. In my life, I often stay alone in the house. I don’t know when I will get used to being alone. If I have changed, maybe time has changed. I always thought that I was a very strong person, but I forgot that I was He is also a child who is afraid of the dark.
17 After a thousand years of reincarnation, whose eyes are fascinated by the mortal world on the road? Whose yesterday is touched by the extravagant world? The tunnel through time and space, the waves of the past life. I accidentally lost my way back to Jiangnan in my dream. That day, peach blossoms were flying and green hair was blowing on the willows. Qian smiled half-faced with makeup. Whose heart is intoxicated by a thousand-year-old Yao Qin when you play a tune? In confusion, you are stunned by that glance, and you fall by that glance, and you fall for a thousand years.
18 I can’t stand the passage of time, and I can’t escape the youth here.
19 Whose tears fall in memories in the years, and whose sadness falls in the past in time.
The past is like smoke, and I don’t know whose lovesickness is falling away; the memories are like a dream, and I don’t know who is falling away and whose waiting is falling away. He is also persistent, no matter how much pain he has suffered. Flowers bloom in one lifetime, and they are glitzy in half a lifetime. Time flies, and how many people follow the flow of time. If you turn into the wind, if I turn into the rain, two drops of hanging tears hang down, as thin as cicada wings!
20 Tears in the sea, clouds in Wushan, and the bustling world of Zimo. Intoxicated by the bustling world, suddenly looking back, those flowers are like Her face, that tenderness that is like the sea, will shine through the endless yellowing of light and shadow, and will engrave eternal beautiful moments in the history books. Tonight, the orchid boat is far away, and the fragrant grass is far away; I don’t want the willows to dance, and I don’t remember the flowers flying. The clouds are broken and sparse shadows are slanting horizontally; the geese pass by and perch silently. At this time, I just want to be with you, Chanjuan.
21 A gorgeous encounter, a silent ending. Two flowers bloom, two flowers bloom. We met in the wrong season and grew up in different worlds. You go east, I go west. From then on, I passed by. It was just a chance encounter, but it turned out to be a sad and beautiful thing. If life was just like the first meeting, would you still choose to meet like this? If life was just like the first time we met, would Years Like a Passenger be more prosperous?
22 When the prosperity comes to an end and time is shattered, I see a place of sadness in front of the defeated flowers. All the vows of each other are not as good as the fateful night, and the prosperity ends with incompleteness. Who is watching the end of the world for whom? Who is looking forward to the end of the world for whom, and who is blooming into flowers and scattered into rain for whom? I chant softly in my heart and dare not forget it. The last wish before reincarnation. Is there anyone who can give me a lifetime of expectations with one minute of waiting?
23 I love a person who never returns but I want a family.
24 One day, I will no longer be in your memory. Don’t forget every minute and every second we were together. Don’t forget what I like, what I hate, what I think is happiness, and what is pain. And I will never forget any fragment of your memory, what you are used to and what you are disgusted with. What is happiness and what is sadness.
25 When loneliness is dyed with a sad background, how can the night endure silence, your fault, my fault, the bright moon is dark, and the autumn wind is a bit rustling, how can it not make people cry. But a stroke on the bridge, whose fate cannot be wiped away, and even though I have lovesickness in my heart, after many twists and turns of reincarnation, the story is sighing, the war outside the city has long been in chaos, and at this time, you are gently holding me back Whose arms.
26 There are dreams in the world of mortals, the years are blurred, and it is embarrassing to write idle poems and sad poems. Chanting cuts off the youth of a moment, only increasing the sadness, imprisoning the sorrow stained on the skirt of the clothes; the beauty is old, the fragrance is scattered, and the time is fleeting; the rouge is stained with ashes, burying the soul of the flower, the sword is folded, and the passion is cut off; the love is there Thousands of knots turn into paper cranes, whose thoughts are sent to you? Hatred and faint sorrow turn into green lanterns, whose Bodhi is fully realized.
27 I can’t bear to be the master of prosperity, but I can’t bear to listen to the music of prosperity. The painful lovesickness ignited another kind of loneliness. The love that has been bumpy for several lifetimes will finally stop in the sorrow of parting. The beautiful long shadow of parting has widened the distance between us. On this bank, you are on the opposite side of the river, and I can only stand across from you. Mist says hello to you, you step on my heart with determined steps, and then leave.
28 The past is in a hurry, looking back, the past has become a thing of the past. When the song ends, people disperse, listen, and feel relieved by the tune. When you lower your eyebrows and look back, you will see a curtain of dreams that last for thousands of years. But looking back thousands of years later, I don’t know that the appearance is no longer the same as before. The world of mortals is drunk, for whom is the beauty haggard, for whom is the face old and she sheds tears? The prosperity has come to an end, things have changed and people have changed, and I can’t let go of your tenderness!
29 Who is wandering by the street, who is waiting by the ancient road? . A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years of loneliness. No one agrees with loneliness, and hates loneliness. The encounter in the past life, the encounter in this life. Love is flying in the wind, love is playing in the rain. The once wishful thinking, the past confusion and infatuation, have gone with the wind when I wake up from the dream. At this moment: love is speechless, love is silent. Tears wet my eyes and filled my heart.
30 Living in a gray world may be monotonous, but you will not feel disappointed or sad.