1. Many things that we thought we would never forget in our lifetime are forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them. .

2. I know I am not a very good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I came from more than anyone else. Run forward.

3. You give me a tear, and I see the whole ocean in your heart

4. If God wants to destroy a person, he must first make him crazy. But I am so crazy Why hasn’t God destroyed me for a long time?

5. Will the love engraved on the back of the chair be like the flowers on the cement, blooming into a lonely forest without wind

< p>6. In this sad and bright March, I walked through my thin youth, through the purple pansy, through the kapok, through the sadness, joy and impermanence that appear and disappear.

7. If you laugh once, I will be happy for several days; but if you cry once, I will be sad for several years.

8. Those things that we once thought we would never forget are forgotten by us in the process of never forgetting them.

9. A lonely person will always carefully remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over every night when the stars fall.

10. Whenever I look at the sky, I don’t like to talk. Whenever I talk, I don’t dare to look at the sky.

11. I count every day Your smile, but even when you smile, you feel so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and relaxed.

12. There is only so much warmth in my life, and I gave it all to you, but you left me, and you asked me how to smile at others again..

13. There once was a smile that appeared in my life, but in the end it dissipated like mist, and that smile became a rushing river buried deep in my heart, unable to swim across it, and the sound of the river became my daily and nightly Singing of despair.

14. The noise and brightness of the world, the joy and happiness of the world, are like clear streams, passing by in the wind and in front of my eyes, and warmth gushes out like spring water. I have no extravagant expectations. , I just want you to be happy, not sad...

15 The wind blows the fleeting years like broken flowers, and your smile sways and becomes the most beautiful embellishment in my life, look at the sky, look at the snow, look at The deep shadow of the season.

16 A person always has to walk a strange road, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then at an inadvertent moment, you will find that the things you tried so hard to forget are really I just forgot...

17 Hiding at a certain time, missing the palm prints of a certain period of time; Hiding at a certain place, missing a person who stands on the way in and out, who makes me care. ..

18 Hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed and you won’t get lost..

19 If one day we are no longer together, we should act as if we were together. .

Standing on a cliff

Looking at the pictures crawling at my feet

Picture after picture

Luxurious and bright youth< /p>

With tears streaming down my face

Standing at the age of sixteen, standing at the turning point of youth, standing at the gap between one life and another, I finally burst into tears.

On the days when the black wind blows, on the days when you see the blood-stained bird screaming in the sky, on the days when the red lotus blooms and the cherry blossoms hurt, on the days when you look up and down with a smile, on the days when you look up and down, in the thousands of years. In the cracks and gaps of time, I always burst into tears. Because I always think of you endlessly. Is this the cruelest and gentlest form of imprisonment?

I am a child who looks up to the sky when I feel lonely, looking at the big sun, looking at the big moon, my neck feels sore, and my eyes are filled with tears.

I will wait for you

Hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed and you won’t get lost

In a daze, for a moment, we just hung up like this Gone old

Those songs that are like the sky, the earth, dreams, illusions, clouds, electricity, weeping, complaining, flowers, wind, andante, and Qinqiang opera/my black elegy

To How to recall, those things that have not been remembered for a long time. The silent expressions of those lying quietly on the floating grass.

Walking back and forth under the scorching sun.

I thought they were going to sleep quietly for the rest of the summer, and then they were awakened again.

In the past few days, I always see endless camphor trees as soon as I close my eyes. Continuously across the entire city.

Those camphor trees grow along the undulating mountain roads of the city and become endless memories. They stand on the roadside and in every corner of the city.

Standing by the river of memories, watching the swaying ferry ferry silently all year round. They just quietly painted the dusk and the morning.

I miss you in the past, I miss the seventeen-year-old I left on my bicycle, I miss the wind that was stirred up by your smile, mixed with joys and sorrows, and the yesterday that is no longer coming back. Traveling mightily through my thin youth. bright. sad. Endless.

I didn’t know that when I die, staring at the sky will be so desolate. The mournful chirping of snowbirds slants across the sky. I see your face floating in the blue sky. above, so I laughed, because I saw you, as happy as a child who has not grown up.

I saw the mottled and deep shadows cast by life as it flew over my head, the hourglass turned over and over again, and the thousand cranes bloomed brilliantly for another season. I know another year has passed. Many things have also changed.

Lonely people always remember everyone in their lives, just like I always think of you! On every night when the stars fall, I count my loneliness over and over again

In a blink of an eye, we grow old like this

Many things we thought we would never forget in our lives Things, just in the days when we remember them, are forgotten by us

I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road where I came from more than anyone else, and I keep looking back , stood still, but time was still in my hands and I ran forward vigorously.

You give me a drop of tear, and I see the whole ocean in your heart

If God wants to destroy a person, he must first make him crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why does God still Don't destroy me.

Will the love engraved on the back of the chair be like the flowers on the cement, blooming in a windless and lonely forest?

In this sad and sad world, In the bright March, I walked through my thin youth, through the purple pansy, through the kapok, through the sadness, joy and impermanence that sometimes appeared.

When you smile once, I can be happy for several days; but when I see you cry once, I am sad for several years.

If I could be with you, I would rather let all the stars in the sky fall, because your eyes are the brightest light in my life

Every time I look at the sky Whenever I talk, I don’t dare to look at the sky anymore

How can ripped jeans stand with an evening dress, and how can my guitar play with your piano.

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I count your smiles every day, but even when you smile, you feel so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and lonely.

There was once a smile that appeared in my life, but in the end it dissipated like mist, and that smile became a rapid river buried deep in my heart, which I could not swim in. The sound of the river, It became my desperate song every day and every night.

If I could be with you, I would rather all the stars fall, because your eyes are the brightest light in my life

The noise and brightness of the world, Worldly joy and happiness are like clear streams, passing by in the wind and in front of my eyes. Warmth pours out like spring water. I have no extravagant expectations. I only want you to be happy and not sad.

I The unforgettable firefly in your left hand, and a long meditation of ten years in your right hand

The wind blows up the fleeting time like a broken flower, and your smile is shaky. A person always has to walk a strange road. See Strange scenery, listening to strange songs, and then in an inadvertent moment, you will find that the things you originally tried so hard to forget have really been forgotten.

Hiding at a certain time, missing the palm prints of a period of time; hiding at a certain place, missing a person who stands on the way to and from, who makes me care.

Hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed and you won’t get lost.

If one day we are no longer together, we should act as if we were together.

If memory is as strong as steel, should I laugh or cry?

If steel corrodes like memory, is this a happy city or a wasteland?

Time has not waited for me, it was you who forgot to take me away. My left hand is the firefly that I have never forgotten, and my right hand is ten years of long meditation.

There are only so many places around a person, you can There is only so much to give. In this small circle, some people want to come in, and some people have to leave.

Youth is a bright sadness

I forgot On which day of which year, which month, I carved a face on which wall, a smiling face staring at me sadly

I like the wantonness and bursting of flames, because I can burn all shackles , I am the king of the entire earth, but my brother is the god in my heart. The only God. I wanted him to be free, even if it cost me my life.

If you endure the wind and snow in the distance, and I am powerless, I will also pray to let the wind and snow come to me

It turns out that children who are related to words have always been Those who are unhappy are like playful children, wandering to the sky and refusing to come back. -

Huang has become the most beautiful embellishment in my life, looking at the sky, the snow, and the deep shadows of the seasons

I am by your side, you who I love most, although You have burst into tears. Although I am about to leave the world, I would like to be an angel with broken wings and protect you forever!

Youth is a bright sadness~~~~

< p>I didn’t cry, but tears flowed down~~~

I hope that one day I can carry my luggage with you, see mountains I have never seen before, walk on water I have never walked through, and spend all my squanderings with you. Youth, commemorating the unmemorable memories~~~~

Youth is a puddle of water, whether it is spread out or held tightly, the thin years cannot flow through the fingers~~~~

Those things that we once thought we never forget are forgotten by us in the process of never forgetting them

Memory wants to rot the leaves, those fresh and green ones have long been buried in the early part of the time scale, only the overwhelming The rotten smell lingers at the tail end of the time scale.

When I stubbornly carried my luggage alone and started my new journey, I knew that only a few friends stood behind me and stared. Their eyes were as vast and far-reaching as the setting sun, which made me feel heavy.

However, when we decide to go on the road alone, leaving all the curses and betrayals behind, we can smile stubbornly and cry sadly, but still continue to beat the pace.

Those things that happened in 1999 are like faded movie weeds that have been burned away endlessly by time. What remains are the thin boys and sad girls in the photos. No one remembers them, and no one will ask when they left. When will they come again? January. Hide those years, drowned in the sea of ????people. How many songs have been sung? We stand in the turbulent sea of ????people. How many are still open?

The sky is still bright in the lights, shadows and sounds. The cold water is still cold

In the dream, silk and bamboo are singing softly outside the building, outside the building, outside the mountain, outside the mountain, no one has returned, no one has returned

The word "Yan" looks back, and the person who has forgotten the river and played the piano is full of tears< /p>

The flowers are blooming and the flowers are falling all over the shoulders

Where is the south of the Yangtze River in the sound of the flute and the shadows in the cold windows and the smoke and waves of the oars

I finally believe that turning back time is just a beautiful Myths are meant to deceive children, but if you can, please make up another story to deceive me, okay?

The expression on Sakyamuni's face is always compassion, but there are thousands of mountains and rivers and five elements. The Three Realms still cannot escape the void

Happiness and happiness are so similar, but is happiness the same as happiness?

You give me a tear, and I see the whole ocean in your heart

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One year after another, one day after another, one autumn after another, one generation after another

One gathering and one parting, one happy and one sad, one bed and one bed, In a dream all my life

Looking for a group of acquaintances, he and I will be together for a while

As a general acquaintance, we will play and sing for a while

I am in the river Looking at my youth from the other side, I see it calmly and sadly

In fact, everything has changed a long time ago. I am like a parrot sleeping in its shell. When I poke my head out and see the world, I The sea where I used to live has become an unattainable mountain range and I am just a fossil frozen on the cliff

Holding your hand, no matter where I am, I feel like I am running towards heaven

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Time did not wait for me, it was you who forgot to take me away

I overturned the whole world just to straighten your reflection

When the days become old photos, they become old The photos became memories, and we became passers-by walking back to back, moving away stubbornly step by step in different directions. There is no Athens, no Rome, and no way back.

I am the one who feels lonely. When I was young, I would look up at the sky, at the big sun, at the big moon, my neck would feel sore, and my eyes would be filled with tears. It's true, good boys don't tell lies.

I am like a lonely puppet. I have lost the other puppet who is inseparable from me. From now on, I cannot perform or move. I am abandoned in the corner and covered with dust. I am desperate in loneliness. In despair, I am like a lonely puppet. Sad, and then continue to miss you.

Those boys taught me to grow, and those girls taught me to love

Grandma said that after death, people have hearing and sometimes feel virtue. When he was in power, if he heard his beloved crying, he would turn back, and once he turned back, he would not be able to go to heaven.

I don’t know if all love stories will have a critical point. At some point, one day, all the gold coins that were once carefully saved disappear. The kid who was saving money suddenly cried sadly

Leaving makes everything simpler, gives everything a reason to be forgiven again, and lets us start over

I am like a I am a lonely puppet. I have lost the other puppet who was inseparable from me. From now on, I will not be able to perform or move. I will be abandoned in the corner and collect dust. I will be desperate in loneliness, sad in despair, and then I will continue to miss you.

I always feel that that lonely and huge bird is looking for something. For what it is looking for, it can stay lonely like this for hundreds of years. I like this kind of bird, which can do whatever it takes for its own ideals.

I look at you just like now, smiling, silent, proud and disappointed, so I am happy with you and sad with you

It’s just that I have been standing in the present while you will always stay in the past

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I asked God: How can I laugh at sad things and forget them at the same time?

God replied; drive yourself crazy.

I firmly believe in the best things in human nature, but still indulge in despair.

I always tell myself that even if one day we are no longer together, we must act as if we are together.

Lin Lan: There is a word called "things change and people change." This is the most vicious word I have ever seen.

Match: In fact, anyone who looks at me will be sad, because one morning, when I got up and brushed my teeth, I suddenly found in the mirror that my temples were all white, as if they were covered with Beijing winter. Cold frost. I stood in front of the mirror with my toothbrush in my mouth and cried. That was the first and only time I cried in prison. I feel very uncomfortable, more uncomfortable than I have ever felt before.

We stand outside time, they lie flat under the river, and our youth is buried in the innermost part of the cave. I can’t hear their voices or see their faces. I can only see them. Looking at their lonely backs, it was like saying goodbye.

I felt that the world suddenly fell into thin air, and then the night quickly filled in like ink, the sound disappeared without a trace, and all the future seemed to be forced. The raw land is buried deep in the river bed, one thousand meters under the thick mud of the river bed, and then there is another one thousand meters above the water surface, never exposed to the sun.

It’s like someone took a knife, found the weakest and most defenseless part of us, and gently stabbed it in, then pulled it out, leaving bloody flesh, and then stabbed it in again, until the pain finally became numb. The present becomes blurry and the future becomes unknown to anyone.

Graduation is like a windowpane. We have to smash it, and then walk over with the sharp shards, and start a completely different life after being bloody and bloody.

On the days when the black wind blows, on the days when I see the snowbirds crying in the sky, in the smile when you look up and down, in the cracks and gaps of millions of years, I always feel Is it full of tears? Because I always think of you endlessly. Is this the cruelest and most tender imprisonment?

Tomorrow is another day.

Even now there is still hope left.

We all firmly believe that no matter how cold the wind and snow are, or how long the winter is, nothing can stop the return of warmth.

But everyone has forgotten that no matter how warm and happy it is, no matter how close spring is, it cannot prevent the coming of the next winter

I have been crawling for a hundred years

< p>Burn for a hundred years with a smile

Just waiting to meet you again in ashes

Because your happiness

is all the faith in my life< /p>