Second, when care and companionship become interference, loneliness is the best salvation.
Third, at the beginning, you said we were together, but in the end, I was reluctant to part.
Fourth, once happiness is gone, can we go back to the past?
Some stories were written only yesterday.
6. The water is cold and can be drunk. When your heart is cold, even happiness seems lonely.
Seven, there is no obvious love, only that humble love.
Eight, the wind is destined to be an unruly passer-by, and you and I are just passers-by for one season.
Love and being loved are so far away, and the existence of silence is helpless.
Ten, lingering, who can remember those who have. It seems like a lifetime ago.
1 1. The person who has caused you the longest pain will not be the one who will accompany you to the end.
You're all very nice, but it's my fault. You're okay. This is my fault.
Thirteen, you are like the wind that I catch but can't embrace. I want to drink, but I'm afraid of getting drunk.
Fourteen, you thanked me for my contribution and my withdrawal, saying that she needed more care.
Fifteen, you love half the sky and half the glory, and I love half drunk and half drunk.
Sixteen, because my soul has no sustenance, you can lie to me any way you want.
17. If my palm prints are dusty, I can't decide the fate of my previous life.
If love is a losing game, do you choose to give up or continue?
Nineteen, I have been living in my own emotions and growing up in my own emotions.
We were never really strong, but we learned to pretend in front of others.
Twenty-one, I would like to be your rabbit base and show you the world crisis outside.
I stand in the sky that you can see. You just need to look up.
Twenty-three, either always proud of being single, or dedicated to only one person.
24. We are going to part this summer, and I don't know why tears are rolling in my eyes.
Twenty-five, you used to be my dream, but later it became a reality, and now it's just a memory.
26. No matter how sad it is, it will always be a story when it comes to others.
Twenty-seven, because of the loss, you will know how difficult it is to meet the right person.
I really want to know how important I am in your world.
Twenty-nine, some things are suddenly figured out after repeated disappointments.
I hope that after many years, you can still remember a person who loved you deeply and loved you as life.
I remember everything you said, but I dare not recall it. It's so sad.
Thirty-two, a few times so touching, I changed the fleeting time into a floating life, and I spent a floating life.
Thirty-three, I am afraid that the tragedy will repeat itself. The more beautiful things, the more untouchable I am.
Thirty-four, take fewer detours and miss the scenery. Anyway, thank you for your experience.
35. I have been trying to adapt to the world, whether it is temperature or people's heart.
How far a person can go depends entirely on himself. You will never know until you try.
Thirty-seven, you never gave me a vow of eternal love, because I am sentimental or because you are indifferent.
Thirty-eight, even if there is no beauty of the country, there must be pride in destroying the city and pulling out the village.
Thirty-nine, there is always a person who lives in the bottom of my heart but disappears in life forever.
Forty, I tried to control my sadness, but it flowed back into my heart along the blood.
4 1. Hugging is the most alienated gesture, because you can never see the other person's expression.
No man is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.
Forty-three, people who don't know how to be satisfied, please don't use tears to pay homage to the feelings that don't know how to be satisfied.
44. As long as I see you close to others, I don't want to talk to you again.
Forty-five, I thought she was cold until I saw that she cared about another person.
Forty-six, there will always be a period of time. Only when it has passed will it be found that it has been deeply rooted in memory.
Forty-seven, knowing that what you wrote was not for me, you are still deceiving yourself.
Forty-eight, sometimes I want to delete you, but I'm afraid we really don't have a chance.
49, you don't understand, like a person is fate, even if it is destiny takes a hand, it is also doomed.
Fifty, you succeeded in making me fall in love with you, and then you succeeded in breaking my heart.
Fifty-one, enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, know that I am lovesick, and I am lovesick.
Just like you stabbed me, I will try my best to wipe my blood clean so as not to make you feel sick.
Fifty-three, I hope the journey will be longer and longer, and I will walk away all my life carelessly.
54. I am a person who is not good at expressing, so I can only smile mercilessly in front of you.
Fifty-five, how many people pretend to be crazy and smile in order not to let others see their worries.
Thank you for being so busy and hurting me to my face. I'm fine now, thank you for your neglect.
I will never fall in love with anyone, not even you.
58. Don't ask me if it hurts when I'm apart. Will you feel pain when the big tree stationed in your heart is uprooted?
Fifty-nine, memory permeates the sky, whose eyes burst and whose heart is occupied by that touch of emotion?
No one can protect you all your life, so, girl, you should learn to love yourself, okay?
The biggest greed in my life is probably: I don't like myself, but I hope you like me.
Sixty-two, your name is only a few centimeters short, but it runs through the time when I miss you for so long.
Sixty-three, we each changed from the protagonist in the story to a supporting role, and then from a supporting role to a passerby.
Sixty-four, we laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact we had already been swept away silently by the torrent.
Sometimes, the hardest decision we make is the best thing we have ever done.
Sixty-six, now I understand that a person can be sad. No emotion, no language, no expression.
When you really care about someone, as long as he is a little cold to you, your heart seems to be bleeding.
Sixty-eight, you are the only protagonist in my life, and I can only be a passerby in your story.
69. I don't want to say too much pain to others. All I get is a few words of insignificant comfort, really.
There are two kinds of pain in the world, one is never getting it, and the other is losing it and never coming back.
Seventy-one, gorgeous posture, how many people can know the inside story? To be brave and mature, who can know its inner naivety?
Seventy-two, sleepless in autumn, walking alone in the forest, listening to the chirp of Qiu Chan, is it the desolation of autumn?
Seventy-three, there will always be someone in this world who will give you a pack of arsenic and swallow it as honey.
Seventy-four, if sincerity is a kind of injury, then I choose silence. If silence is a kind of injury, then I choose to leave.
Seventy-five, the past has been deeply engraved in my mind, and that wonderful memory will always accompany me.
Seventy-six, when the message has been sent several times without reply, don't send it again, disturb others' lives and degrade yourself! Why bother?
I thought I would never miss you again after I left, but I was wrong. I just went to another place to keep thinking about you.
78. Dig out your own wound and sprinkle salt for tens of millions of times to remind yourself not to fall down twice in the same place.
In seventy-nine, it was a typhoon season, and yellow flowers piled up all over the ground. I met him at the same corner and my eyes crossed.
Women, like tea, bring you a faint fragrance that never tires, and a faint feeling that you will never regret for life.
Love does not mean not quarreling, but loving each other more after quarreling, and more is pity, just for him.
Eighty-two, I'm afraid we are in full swing now, and we will gradually become strangers in the future, and we won't even say a word.
Eighty-three, there are people like me; In Weibo, looking at other people's writing, finding your own part is confusing.
Eighty-four, you have long been used to using music to soothe your pain; Me, too. I've long been used to using words to solve my troubles.
Eighty-five, can you put it down after cutting your long hair? Can you forget to stay up late and cry on your pillow? Girl, stop tormenting yourself.
Eighty-six, the taste of growth, profound experience, growth, growth, not growth. The more you grow up, the more lonely you are, and the more you grow up, the more uneasy you are.
Forgive me for being too greedy. I always want to keep all the people around me who are good to me, but I find that I can't keep some people anyway.
88. The one who makes you cry your heart out is the one you love the most. The person who makes you laugh is the one who loves you the most.
I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you. The feeling of loneliness is so heavy, just because I think too deeply.
It may be that he has not been warmed for a long time, so he mistakenly thinks that the sunshine on him is love. Fortunately, the cold wind woke me up, and I didn't wait for him.
9 1. I thought I could make you love me if I worked hard. I thought that as long as I love you, you will find my goodness, but these are my thoughts.
At ninety-two, I stood in the crowd, feeling sad as if I were going to die, tears dripping on the red carpet they walked hand in hand.
93. Some people never know. I will remember his words for a long time. One of his disapproving promises, but I'm trying to wait.
94. The night makes loneliness become deep, and loneliness sublimates and blooms in the dark, and deduces the beauty of black. On a starry night, I am still myself.
Ninety-five, ldquo. I'm sorry. What's wrong with you? This is the most chilling conversation.
Ninety-six, ldquo. I'm pregnant. "Then get married," he said bitterly, because he has no fertility at all. It's all just because I love her.