It's nice to be alone after accepting all kinds of disappointments.

Time slipped through my fingers, so we ended up.

4. Because I like you, 229 days, flowers bloom all the way, and miles are fragrant because of you.

Time has passed, and we have forgotten that we once loved someone without hesitation, forgotten her loveliness, and forgotten everything she did for me.

6. I will still miss college life when I find out. Ten years later, I will tell my son about my going to college. But I am afraid that I will forget all the materials, so I use a pen to record the wandering time. I miss those sad sentences in the past.

7. Since when did I stubbornly believe that I have never lost my innocence? I stubbornly believe that only I remember the color of the sea and the smell of the air in this world.

8. Where there is failure, there will be success. Of course, there are salty tears and sweet smiles. With loss, there will be yesterday's lingering, and with sadness, there will be yesterday's romantic glow.

9. I can only look at you in memory. I hope you don't leave me in my memory.

10. People can't compromise the present just because they are afraid of the future.

1 1. Say goodbye to the old and welcome in the new. Time never stops moving forward, and people grow old in an irresistible way. This is life; You can't forget the past easily, and you will continue to look forward to a better tomorrow. This is human nature.

12. How many ups and downs have I experienced in these six years? Is it sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and full of five flavors, or-I can't describe it myself-in short, it is endless.

13. unforgettable, beautiful, just three years, the grass, trees, tiles and stones on campus have not changed, but we have to go and can't bear to part with them.

14. Sitting in the depths of time, recalling the beauty of those years, I always like to interpret the beauty in my heart with aestheticism. Stranded time, yellowing memories, stories that will grow old at any time, will be gently crossed in whose life, and those lost thoughts will be condensed from now on.

15. It turns out that as long as people are separated, people who are familiar with each other will gradually alienate.

16. I thought I forgot when I turned around. In fact, heartbreak is just my emptiness.

17. Memories flow with time, and we gradually learn to be strong.

18. There are 9000 ordinary notes, all written in white paper. Stop tightly in memory and look at the illusory scenery. Endless sadness will fall on those who look at the scenery here. The story in "Samsara" will be rewritten as, recalling the past in emptiness and loneliness, missing those nights awakened in dreams, pestering those illusory flowers and falling into those lost stories. Repeating the pain, so let go and let the years pass.

19. Those simple youth years that are drifting away, you can see yourself at that time when the back is getting longer and longer, which is a distant time and mood.

20. I am also a nostalgic person, and I still miss the girls I used to like! Probably by now, they are all women, and they may all be mothers. I also wrote a few love letters and those five-page rejection letters.

2 1. Where there is life, there are memories. You can't resist, and there's nowhere to run. You are a person in the world, and memory is your shadow. What is worth remembering will never be forgotten and touched. No matter bitter, no matter sweet, no matter happy, no matter sad.

22. The sense of weightlessness engulfed by memories. Living in it, I miss being in a river.

23. Even tears are a memorial. Even if you shed tears, you can't go back to your childhood.

24. A person who keeps recalling the past is doomed to go downhill all the time.

25. Things that we thought would never be forgotten are forgotten in the process of not forgetting year after year.

26. If we can't be together, we will never be together again. Actually, life is not long.

I thought time was the best treatment, but all the wounds healed.

28. Memories accumulate bit by bit, and there is less temperature.

29. The script of life is in your own hands, and not many things are completely appropriate.

30. Bit by bit, just like you, just like me-thinking of the days we walked together, the most beautiful moment when the gardenia bloomed, I quietly left and missed the most beautiful season-

3 1. After the trickle of childhood, life began to stir the waves of personality, and the melody of youth came one after another. Its surging, its unruly, always beat the banks of the years and ups and downs the ship of life.