Behind the door, the first dazzling sunshine. In my eyes, it is always black and white _

It turned out that after a hug, it was over. ...

Draw a smiling face that belongs to you, put it into a story that will never be finished, and slowly settle down.

Laughter is the best antidote to cover up pain, but it can never cover up the scars of the soul. ....

The dazzling sunlight suddenly dazzled the side corners of our eyes. At the beginning, we were so beautiful and laughing.

■□: There is a huge ditch between us that can never be crossed.

Love is like a drift bottle, even if the sea doesn't know where to go, it won't lose the courage to wait.

Loneliness has become my shadow, accustomed to a person's life, enjoy loneliness, no longer lonely.

Blurred eyes, can't see through your hurried steps when you leave; //

I know you will never belong to me again, but I still unconsciously fantasize that you will come back one day.

Some people, they will wait for someone silly, even though they know that person will never come back.

The sadness of life is that you meet someone who is very important to you, only to find out in the end that you are wrong and have to give up.

Time has taught me nothing, but it has taught me not to believe in myths easily. . .

In fact, I also long for someone who can understand me; I also long for someone to come into my heart …

Once the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, your last words cannot be reconciled.

I love you, and I am willing to give up everything-including you-for your happiness.

We always fall in love with that person at the wrong time and place, and then we have to forget it all our lives.

Give me a fulcrum and let me touch your heart again, ok? What makes me sad is that you still refused to give me this fulcrum until you left. ......

I haven't said a word, not because it's heavy, but because I'm afraid it's surging. ...

I also hope that someone can see through my bluff and duplicity and comfort me when I am helpless and sad.

Even painful memories are the imprint of our lives. We can't forget, and we shouldn't forget.

Take the initiative for a long time will be very tired, care for a long time will collapse!

For a time, I never forgot it, not because I couldn't bear to part with it, but because it was engraved too deeply. ...

Some people say that parallel lines are the most terrible, but I think the most terrible thing is the intersection lines-although there have been intersections, they will always be far away from each other at some point in the future.

If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart.

Don't trust your memory too much. People in there may not miss you so much.

Love that can't be together for life is just that people come and go in a hurry during a long journey, and no matter how long they stay, they always leave to take another flight.

The memory that a person thinks is unforgettable has long been forgotten by others.

There is always someone, no matter what he did to you before, you will always find a reason to forgive him.

I will still believe in love, but I won't believe that love can last forever.

Why does Cupid's arrow shoot in the heart? It is to remind us that true love sometimes hurts people.

Do you know what it is like to miss someone? It's like drinking a large glass of ice water and then turning it into tears, which can't be dispersed for a long time.

Many things that we thought we would never forget for a lifetime were forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them.

No matter how long you ignore me, you can't change the memories I brought you.

Why is it so painful to forget someone? Time will make you forget. If time can't make you forget people you shouldn't remember, what's the point of our lost years?

Who can understand whose deep love, who can understand whose departure.

Your apology today satirizes the fact that I loved you at the beginning. I can't forget you or you don't remember me.

I love you, and I am willing to give up everything-including you-for your happiness.

Don't be sad, don't let the tears wet the stamens, and don't let me see your sadness.

In fact, love is hard and simple, so simple that it will be diluted as soon as time rushes.

Your love is fleeting, leaving me too late to draw a perfect ending.

During this time, after breaking up, we didn't say anything, as if we were becoming more and more strangers.

It's not that I don't know love, nor that I don't love you, but that I'm afraid I can't give you the happiness you want.

The past is like the wind, blowing away all the sadness falling like snow, just like the wings of a butterfly.

I still look up at the sky every day, as if everything is the same as before. The only change is that you are no longer with me.

There are many reasons to understand, but sometimes I still can't let go.

Your tender hands don't belong to me, so why care who they belong to in the future?

One of my biggest fears is watching the person I love fall in love with another person.

Close your eyes, stand at the top and listen to the filth of this world!

Every trauma is a kind of maturity, and every loss is a kind of gain.

I can't find you from your story, and I can't erase you.

We are just passers-by who meet in a hurry, remembering our sadness-

The earth is round because God wants those who are lost or lost to meet again.

When he sees through everything, he knows that losing is more practical than having.

Obvious extinguished memories are branded. Physical pain can forget heartache.

These injuries are far less profound than the memories he once gave.

Silence is an echo, from you, in my heart.

Time is like boiled water, which dilutes everything, including you.

Always waiting for him, and you have already left.

This complex terrain. I can't find myself.

When you decide to leave, please don't look back.

I watched you silently behind me, but you ignored me all the time.

Don't wait for anything, you will get hurt if you wait.

Our new relationship is stranger than strangers, unable to recall and move forward.

No one will forget who is who. .

The wind has only one direction. How can it have a center?

A rain washed away our self-righteous love.

Love is your own business. Only you know whether you are happy or not.

Your perfect cover-up, I can only pretend indifference.

The phrase "I love you" is lost in the fleeting time.

I left a place for you in my heart, called passerby.

Suddenly, the key of the heart lock is old and can be changed.

Other people's fairy tales are always romantic, but mine are always bleak.

Memories of falling, small ripples, how to describe them in Russian.

When I reached out to touch you, you, semi-transparent, disappeared without a trace.

When I looked up and finally made such a decisive decision, I didn't know which answer was right and which was wrong.

Love is like a cloud, floating across my love sky, and now the cloud has dispersed, leaving only pure blue.

I thought I wouldn't hurt him again, but at the moment I still feel the wound tearing.

Feelings, like a dose of poison, exude a hypnotic fragrance and make people intoxicated.

I forgot you, I really forgot who you are, and I also forgot to love him deeply.

Sometimes, the love buried in my heart will be more unforgettable.

Sometimes, a little distrust will arouse great waves; However, sometimes, simple happiness will breed a warm string.

Learn to love others and learn to love yourself; Learn to invest and forget.

I know I should resist, but I was stopped by my tenacious will. I fell in love with the person who gave me pain again.

After repeated many times, I began to hesitate about my foothold. A phone call, a song, let me have no reason to be confused and walk away.

The division and harmony between love is always elusive, which makes so many people sad, but this is the charm of love.

There is a lot of anxiety behind simple romance. When I am addicted to the appearance of flooding, it is easy for me to ignore the following crisis.

Care based on friendship is more or less unrequited. When friendship only wants to be transformed into love, it will become the terminal of care.

Through the most painful road, through the days full of disputes, I will keep all this in mind, and then head for the unknown future.

Once beautiful, now only trivial memories are left, and all the past is buried forever.

When we know how to cherish, some things are gone forever.

Maybe leaving is the best reason to give up.

Some people, the past is the past, don't care; Some things are missed when they are missed. Who cares?

Some feelings are so direct and cruel that there is no room for any twists and turns.

The wind blows like a flower, and you become the most beautiful ornament.

The wind is blowing quietly, with the fragrance of flowers, so that memories can flow quietly in my heart.

Enthusiastic, looking at flowers in the fog. With the fragrance of rain, love is charming in dreams.

There is a kind of injury called sadness, that is, eyelashes can no longer bear the weight of tears, and they will fall off when touched lightly.

The flower language of roses is love, and the flower language of fog is death. I dedicate these two flowers to you and love you till death do us part.

When the whole world agrees to rain together, let's make an appointment to clear up our hearts together.

No matter how beautiful the scenery outside the window is, it can't melt my sad heart.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning washes my every cell.

The picture becomes blurred, and you don't love me anymore.

I forgot you where we once met.

I thought I was afraid of the farewell moment, but I was also afraid of reunion.

Because the wound is exposed wantonly, the pain has been lost.

Keep a long memory and chase and run in the silent time.

I don't care about the pain you bring, I don't care how crazy they are tearing at every nerve of mine.

The sunshine hurts my eyes, and you are like the sunshine, confusing me.

Pretending not to meet you, I can only keep walking, because you can't see my loss.

The so-called memories are just memories that can never be returned.

The so-called memory is just a memory that can never be returned. )

I can't touch the warmth of the world, I can't feel my own happiness, and I can't hide my sadness in short.

I can't touch the warmth of the world, and I can't feel my own happiness. In short, I hide my sadness.

Forget, I admit I finally forgot your promise.

I can't forget it. I admit that I can't forget your deadly promise after all.

The rain has stopped, but my heart is still falling drop by drop. That's my miss for you.

The rain has stopped, but my heart is still falling drop by drop. That's my miss for you.

The dark corner belongs only to me, no one bothers me, no one accompanies me, only lonely entanglement.

That dark corner belongs only to me, without anyone disturbing or accompanying me, only lonely entanglement.

I indulged myself again and again, and finally, I was alone with my nephew Cory Olano.

Let yourself go again and again, and finally be alone.

Now, the whole world is crazy, and I am the only one who is still guarding the winter snow.

The sky that just rained took away the dust, but it couldn't take away my heart pain.

When I hear the sound of memories, I can't help but want to touch them.

Every passing look, every passerby's temperature, is so similar to yours, but obviously unfamiliar.

When I think of that song and recall the past, it was the moment we once loved.

If tears can carry sadness, I'd rather it pour into the sea.

Waiting is not for you to come back, but for an excuse not to leave.

A dream, dreaming of happiness, waking up, happiness is gone, leaving only sadness.

Once there was a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog.

Simple melodies always evoke complex memories.

Silence is like a sad song, but when you cover it, your vision becomes blurred.

I'd rather comfort myself. If I have regrets, I'll be happy. If I have enough regrets, I'll remember.

Time will heal all the pain, and slowly, I will forget everything.

Love, let time pass in a hurry, time, let love disappear in the invisible.

You are the scenery I need to look up to and the fireworks I can only watch.

You may not know. When you feel sad. Tears welled up in my eyes.

You may not know that when you are sad, my tears are flooding.

A person in the corner of the world, smiling alone, I also fell down.

A person in the corner of the world, lonely laugh at me again and again too depraved.

In your world, I will always be just a passer-by.

God allows us to go back in time, but we can't find you back.

Delete everything and let time wear away memories.

You promised, but you forgot the person who has been waiting for you.

Looking for the familiar street you walked through, but without you.

Only the humble figure for love proudly faded out of sight.

What is worth remembering is the way we quarreled, and everything that once existed no longer exists.

In the past, I could only vaguely remember those incomplete memories that belonged to me.

If one day, you no longer appear, gorgeous pages no longer linger.

Time has washed away the trace of your smile, but it cannot erase my memory of you.

No memory, no pain, no sadness, no past, I hope it's just myself.

I don't care about your concern for me.

I don't care. You don't care about me.

Whether the ending is perfect or not, you can't disappear from my world.

Whether the ending is perfect or not, my world will not allow you to disappear.

The wind blows like a flower, and you become the most beautiful ornament.

If one day I give up, please remember that it is because you don't care.

Standing on the wet street, I heard that after you abandoned me, my tears kept falling.

When the parting train leaves for the next stop in the city without you, time is squeezing my excuse that there is nothing I can do.