I know I am not a good recorder, but since I came here, I like wandering on the road more than anyone else. I not only lingered, but also ran forward in high spirits.
If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.
If God wants to destroy a person, he must be crazy. But I am so crazy, why doesn't God destroy me?
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. If you smile once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.
8. Things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession.
9. Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I will always think of you and count 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. There was a smile in my life, but it finally disappeared like a fog. That smile became a turbulent stream deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that stream became my desperate song day and night.
14. Secular noise and brightness, secular chopsticks and happiness are like a clean stream, warm as spring water in the wind before my eyes. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy with chopsticks, not sad.
15. The wind blows the fleeting time like a flower, and your smile shakes and shakes, becoming the most beautiful ornament in my life, looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow.
16. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then in a casual moment, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried so hard to forget.
17. I hid for a while and missed the palm print for a while; Hiding in a place, 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 year, which month and which day I carved a face on the wall of Myanmar. We smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time. In fact, we have already been 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 once said "Never part" have already been scattered all over the world.
24. Children who have been from Lai before and whose words have been touched are not happy with chopsticks. Their chopsticks are like naughty children wandering to the skylight, but they refuse to stay there.
25. You can't see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.
26. The space formed by singing leaves time to be free, so the faces of people protected by iridium satellites have never changed, with great and endless hatred.
27. One day I will walk away from you quietly without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.
28. I watch you smile, be silent, be proud and degenerate, just like now, so I am happy with you and sad with you, but I have been standing in the present, but you are wandering in the past.
29. If we are all children, we can stay in the same place in time, sit together and listen to stories about not going there.
30. I forget which year, month and day it was. I carved a face on the wall of Myanmar, staring at my face with a smile and sadness. Will the love carved on the back of the chair bloom like a flower 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. Words and feelings are far apart.
33. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a misplaced painting. Everything in the past can't wander in the past, so Maman stretches out bit by bit. Maybe we should really forget what we put wrong.
34. What is chopsticks music? 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 sing unbreakable mirrors, 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 turned to look at the way I grew up, day by day. I stood by the roadside, my hands in my trench coat pockets, watching countless people pass by me, expressionless. Occasionally, someone stops and smiles at me. It looks like a peach blossom. I know that these people who stay in Lai Lai will eventually become the warmth of my life. When I see them, I will never leave.
38. There is no legend that the grass grows and the warbler flies in this city. It lives in reality, fast drums, hurried figure, numb eyes, fake smile, I am being assimilated.
39. Things that we thought would never be forgotten were forgotten in the process of our obsession.
One day, I will be completely blind. 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. And next year, it will continue like this. 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. Wild animals can run to the cave to hide when they are injured, and then lick the wound and stick to it, but once they are asked by deficiency cold, 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.
Because I know that you are an anxious child, I dare not fly too far when I give you the thread. 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 good, 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? Looking at the crazy leaves of trees in autumn, I forgot to talk. The spring on the road is getting late, and I forget the direction. ...
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 shining silver threads on my back, even if I raise my hand and cast my foot.
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 decided to go alone, all the curses and betrayals were left behind. We could smile stubbornly and cry sadly, but Iridium continued to sonorous. How many flowers fall in my dreams?
50. I am always attracted by the beautiful chapters composed of Khan characters. After reading it again and again, I always feel that Khan characters are the most beautiful language but not the most pleasant words.
5 1. What happened in 1999, like faded movies, weeds were burned by time without embers, 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 in those years? How many are still blooming in the sea of people standing on our chests?
52. What you once thought you were obsessed with will become 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 "Yan Guo", as early as in Sichuan, before the people who forgot the piano shed tears, the rustling flowers fell all over their 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 young children, but if possible, please make up another story to deceive me, ok?
The expression on Sakyamuni's face is far from compassion, but mountains, rivers, five elements and three realms still cannot escape.
Chopsticks are so similar to happiness, but are chopsticks happiness?