I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I have traveled more than anyone else. Not only did I look back, but time left me and rushed forward with great momentum.
If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.
If God wants to destroy a person, he will go crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God killed me?
5. Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?
6. In this sad and bright March, I whipped my horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through the sadness and impermanence that appeared and disappeared.
7. Once you laugh, I can be happy for several days, but once you cry, I will be sad for several years.
8. Things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession.
9. Lonely people always think of everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
10. Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like talking anymore. Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again.
1 1. I count your smiles every day, but when you are in Lian Xiao, you are so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.
12. My life is full of warmth. I gave you everything, and you left me. How to smile at others in the future?
13. I once had a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog. That smile became a swift river deep in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night.
14. The noise and light in the world and the happiness and happiness in the world are like a clean stream. In the wind, in front of my eyes, it is as warm as spring. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy, not sad. ...
15. The wind blows like a flower, and your smile is shaking, which has become the most beautiful ornament in my life. Looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.
16. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.
17. hide in a certain time and miss the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.
18. Take my hand and close your eyes, so you won't get lost.
19. If one day we are not together, we should be together.
20. Some things haven't finished yet, so forget it. Everyone is a king, dominating in his own world. You don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you either.
2 1. I forgot which wall I carved a face on. Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact we were already swept away silently by the torrent.
22. Some people will be engraved in memory forever. Even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling when they think of him will never change.
23. Those who say they will never part have already been scattered all over the world.
24. Children who used to be associated with words have never been happy. Their happiness is like a playful child, wandering to the skylight, but still refusing to come back.
You will never see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.
26. The space where songs are formed is free, allowing years to come and go, so the faces of people who are still protected have never changed, and there is a huge and endless hatred.
27. One day I will walk away from you silently. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.
28. I look at you smiling, silent, proud and lost, just like now, so I am happy with you, and I am sad with you, but I have always stood in the present, and you will always stay in the past.
29. If we are all children, we can stay where time is, sit together and bow our heads slowly, while listening to the story of never getting old.
I forgot which wall I carved a face on. Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. Will the love carved behind the back of the chair bloom like flowers on the concrete floor in a windless forest?
3 1. Not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be rewarded, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition.
When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is. There is always a gap between words and feelings.
33. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a misplaced painting. Everything in the past can't go back to the past, so it slowly stretches and staggered bit by bit. Maybe we should really forget what we put wrong.
34. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone.
There is no soft love in a hard city.
Life is not Lin Daiyu, and there will be no various customs because of sadness.
People will never see the broken mirror, but I mean, a thousand years in the world is like my moment.
36. Memory is like water in your palm. Whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will still flow through your fingers drop by drop.
37. Who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness.
I looked back at my growth path and watched it day by day. I stood on the side of the road, my hands in my trench coat pockets, watching countless people pass me with a straight face. Occasionally, someone stops and smiles at me. It looks like a peach blossom. I know that these people who stay will eventually become the warmth of my life. When I see them, I will never give up.
38. There is no legend that the grass grows and the warbler flies in this city. It will always live in reality, with fast drums, hurried figures, numb eyes and fake smiles, and I am being assimilated.
39. Things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession.
It will be unrecognizable one day. Time has taught me nothing, but it has taught me not to believe in myths easily.
40. The wind blew away. A year passed like this. It will continue like this next year. I don't know whether there is depression behind stability, or whether there is stability in depression. We just can't find it.
4 1. Leaving makes things simple, people become kind, like children, and we start over.
42. When wild animals are injured, they can run to the cave to hide, then lick the wound and stick to it, but once asked, they can't stand it.
43. Like me, the wound is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow.
44. Because I know that you are a child who is easily worried, I dare not fly too far when I put the thread in your hand. No matter how I fly to the clouds with the wind, I hope you can see it. Even if I get lost occasionally, I know you are waiting for me.
45. I don't like talking, but I talk the most every day. I don't like to laugh, but I always laugh. People around me say that my life is so happy, so I think I am really happy. But why did I suddenly become silent among a large group of friends? Why do I feel sad when I see a similar figure in the crowd? I forgot to talk when I watched the trees fall leaves madly in autumn, and I forgot the original direction when I watched the warm yellow light on the road as it was getting late. ...
46. Youth is a beautiful sadness ~ ~ ~ I didn't cry, but my tears came down ~ ~ ~
47. I hope that one day I can pack my bags with you, go to see the mountains I have never seen, walk the water I have never walked, and squander my inexhaustible youth to commemorate that unforgettable commemoration ~ ~ ~
Youth is a pool of water. No matter whether you open it or hold it tightly, you can't run through those thin years through your fingers ~ ~ ~
48. I suddenly feel like a gorgeous puppet, performing all the joys and sorrows, but there are always countless shiny silver silk threads on my back, which will make me unable to even gesture.
Suddenly I feel like a doll, acting all kinds of joys and sorrows. There are many shiny silver silk threads on my back, which control all my actions.
49. Memories of rotten leaves, those fresh and tender green leaves have long been buried in the front of the time scale, and only the overwhelming rotten smell remains at the end of the time scale.
When I stubbornly carry my bags and start a new journey alone, I know that as long as a few friends stand behind me and stare. Their eyes are as vast and far-reaching as the sunset, which makes me feel heavy.
However, when we decide to go alone, all the curses and betrayals are left behind. We can smile stubbornly and cry sadly, but we still move on. How many flowers fall in my dreams?
50. I am always attracted by the beautiful chapters of Chinese characters. After reading it again and again, I always feel that Chinese characters are the most beautiful language but not the most pleasant words.
5 1. What happened in 1999, like faded movies, weeds were burned endlessly by time, leaving skinny boys and sad girls in the photos. No one remembers them, and no one asks when they will leave and when they will return to January. How many songs are left over from those years? We are standing in the rough sea, and how many are still blooming.
52. What you once thought you would never forget will be unrecognizable one day.
Time has taught us nothing, but it has taught me not to believe a myth easily; The most admirable thing about myth is that it is not credible!
53. The sound of light and shadow is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, bamboo and silk sang softly. Outside the building, outside the mountain, outside the mountain, outsiders have not returned.
The word "wild goose" dates back earlier than those who forgot to play the piano in Sichuan. There are tears on the shirt and flowers on the shoulders.
Where is the south of the Yangtze River in the shadow of the flute and the cold window?
54. I finally believe that time reversal is just a beautiful myth, deceiving children, but if possible, please make up another story to deceive me, ok?
The expression on Sakyamuni's face is always compassion, but Qianshan still can't escape the ethereal.
55. Happiness and happiness are so similar, but is happiness happiness happiness?
If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.
One year old, one day without a day, one autumn after another, one generation urges another.
Meeting and parting, mixed feelings, lying on the sofa, living in a dream all my life.
Find a group of acquaintances, who will pick us up in a minute.
You know each other. Play and sing for a while.
57. Actually, everything has already changed. I'm like a parrot in a shell? By the time I poked my head out, the sea where I once lived had turned into an unattainable mountain range, and I was a walking corpse on the cliff.
58. Holding your hand, no matter where I am, I want to run to heaven. & lt& lt Summer & gt；;
59. It's a good match. She said that men are all lower-body animals. Those men keep telling you to give you happiness for the rest of your life, but in fact they mean to give you happiness for the rest of your life & gt
60. "I always thought that mountains were the story of water, clouds were the story of wind, and you were my story, but I don't know if I am your story." & lt& lt dream >>