What I once thought I was obsessed with was forgotten in the process of obsession. Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like to talk anymore. Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again.
When people are old, they always like to hide themselves, pretending that they don't care about anything, as if they can avoid injury by casting a suit of armor with loneliness.
A lonely person will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always think of you counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
If you don't love someone, please let go and let others have a chance to love her; If the person you love gives up on you, please let go of yourself so that you can have a chance to love others.
No matter how beautiful the love is, it is mixed with sadness, and no matter how sad the story is, it has an ending. Falling in love with you is doomed to hurt yourself! Should this love be let go? I count your smiles every day, but when you were in Lian Xiao, you were so lonely. Such a spoiled child doesn't know that people's hearts will be painful, childish and cruel.
You can see the words I left on the screen, but you can't see the tears I shed on the keyboard. At that moment, I seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing.
The happiness on the face can be seen by others. Who can feel the pain inside me? Don't go, please stay and don't make me sad. Don't you think it's not enough to hurt me?
After leaving you, everything in my life is superfluous. Not everyone can be as generous as I am, giving the people I love the most to others.
Missing someone needs an impulsive feeling. Missing someone needs a deep brand. It takes sincerity to approach a person. It takes courage to love someone. It's hard to give up someone.
A word that makes people cry at midnight.
Lead: at night, tap on the door of the heart, slowly release the dry light ink and slowly devour the pale heart. I want to cry, but I can't find the bank of tears. I want love. Those vows turn yellow, I want to shout, but I can't find the end of my life. Every lonely and cold night always reminds me of the warmth in your arms, which makes me unwilling to believe that you have been gone for a long time, and then tears can't help but wet my cheeks. A word that makes people cry at night.
1. Lightning tore the sky at night, and the wind of regret fluttered everywhere. It's all my fault, the streets in a foreign land are flashing with longing for you!
2. Some people say that when you look up at the starry sky on a rainy night, if you see a meteor passing by, it is that the person who misses you is crying. When I miss you, I look up at the sky and see my own tears. I wonder if you have seen a meteor across your window in the distance.
3. The heart is so tired, how can the scars of the soul be healed, and how can the tears in the corners of the eyes be dried? If you have more injuries and enough pain, your heart will not hurt, because you are numb; It's late at night, in the dark night, I always secretly wipe away the tears in my eyes.
It's already dark, and I'm still punctual. The autumn moon is boundless, and the throbbing tenderness is cold in my heart. The night is as cool as water, venting in the clear waves, and blowing up my thin figure with a turbulent attitude. At this moment, a few stars are also beating tirelessly, trudging to imprison the charm of many nights.
After walking for a long time, the cold of the night seeped into my heart quietly, making me tremble uncontrollably. In the roar of the night wind, that loneliness once again made tears fall from the corner of my eyes. Perhaps, I am used to this kind of repeated sadness and staring at the night sky in a daze.
6. Looking at the moss on the cesium technetium window at night, I feel sad and happy. Through the sticky holes and empty places made by iridium day and night, I know that the elk that sprinkled the crystal in the bitter whisper is drunk and lonely, facing the night maple above the rain and dew.
7. On this lonely night, a song "Loneliness is the pain you gave me" was sung gently, with a touch of sadness, and I listened carefully, which made me intoxicated and unaware of the pain.
8. There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge hides the sunset sails. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
9. I always thought that happiness was in the distance, in the future I could pursue. Later, it was discovered that those hugs, handshakes, singing, tears, love, and so-called once were all happiness. In countless nights, what we said, called, missed, moved by tears, seen or invisible, and then in the shuttle of time, everything becomes eternal!
10. I am used to thinking of you in the morning light. Will the person waiting in the future also see the wandering in the twinkling night sky? When a day passes by in a hurry, a person quietly looks for it, and a person quietly tastes the ups and downs of life, will he still understand that there is a kind of affection called knowing each other and staying together? Every turn, every affectionate eye, and surging affection are dripping into my eyes.
1 1. Thousands of years have passed, he is here and I am there. At both ends of life, we stood on each other's shore. A moment of eye contact makes a lifetime unforgettable. It has been lingering in my sleep, in my memory. The tallest man is lonely. Only by enduring loneliness can he be higher, and the higher he is, the more lonely he is.
12. Time passed so fast that my memory disappeared and I couldn't stay any longer. I'm really trying to remember him with my heart. I'm trying very hard. However, gradually, I found that even the taste of happiness was forgotten by him. All I can remember is this feeling of desperately trying to remember him.
13. Millennium seems to have passed, and life has changed from gorgeous to dull, and then from dull to more dull. A person walks a long way just to understand how short it is.
14. I don't know when the journey of life has become a kind of torture. Take one step, and the road behind you will be gone, and there is no retreat. Sometimes, I know it will be more painful to continue like this, but I still have to tell myself to go on.
15. With the passage of time and space. All sentimentality will always leave a trace of happiness, and all regrets will always leave a perfect corner. Maybe I have had a long and unforgettable pain, maybe I want to give up countless times, but now I finally understand that the happiness you brought me is also the greatest happiness in the world. Lucifer, is it too late to start over?
16. Facing the ancient but gorgeous city wall, thousands of years of vicissitudes are vaguely engraved on it. Who languishes for whom, who languishes for whom? A thousand years of memories, a thousand years of wind and frost.
17. I put down my dignity, personality and stubbornness just because I can't let you go.
18. Our life is so helpless that we can't change it, and we can't change it. To make matters worse, we have lost the idea of change.
19. I can feel your heartache. You have unspeakable helplessness ... but you act as if you don't care. The more you do this, the worse I feel.
20. I thought this bird couldn't fly over the sea because it didn't have the courage to fly over the sea. Ten years later, I found that it was not birds that could not fly, but the other side of the sea, without waiting.
2 1. I use beautiful rhymes to describe the plundered love; I use beautiful fonts to describe the love I regret.
I really love you. I closed my eyes and thought I could forget, but the tears I shed didn't deceive myself.
I hope he really loves you more than I do, so I will force myself to leave. I really don't have the talent to be quiet so soon. I will learn to give up on you because I love you so much.
I like to leave my mark on you, but I never remember that you never belonged to me. If one day I don't like you anymore, will my life be as decadent as before? I don't want to live that life again, so please, at least like me before I give up on you.
25. Falling in love is a feeling. When this feeling is gone, I am still forcing myself. This is called responsibility! Breaking up is courage! When this courage is gone, I am still encouraging myself. This is called tragic! -
26. My heart is dead, my tears have dried up, and I can't bear to look back. I wake up, but I can't feel my feelings, and I can't shake the past. It is also empty and real. I love and hate. Leaves fall silently and flowers hurt my health. The only way is to look for it, cold and desolate, sad and miserable; Helpless, forbearing, forbearing; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
27. I thought I would meet you at a small station in my life, touch your face with an inclusive heart, let you feel a little concern, and shed all smiles on every sunny day. I have no reservations about you and me, but what I get is heartbreak. Is a little silver light in the quiet night the tears of the stars? Or is the star heartbroken? For whom?
28. Memories that used loneliness as bait often ran out in the middle of the night and floated in her mind, so she chose alcohol or cigarettes to anesthetize her soul under the tension of fragile nerves.
29. How many yellow leaves have been knocked down by this bleak rain? This bleak night has made several people feel lonely again.
30. On this cold night, you are walking quietly, and the tears hanging in your eyes have turned into ice. Occasionally fall, there will be a bang, hitting your heart, very clear, very clear, very sad. Don't cry, crying has been taken away by sadness.
3 1. The night is beautiful, and I am no longer worried that love will be restless. Only by silently guarding this interdependent love, after all, mutual protection and tolerance are really not easy. Maybe I am not willful, so I love him and myself.
32. At night, tap on the door of the heart, slowly release the dry light ink and slowly devour the pale heart. I want to cry, but I can't find the bank of tears. I want love. Those vows turn yellow, I want to shout, but I can't find the end of my life.
33. How many lovesickness one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not long.
There was once a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog. That smile has become a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I can't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night.
35. I love the night, because under the starry sky, there is a longing for the dawn to burn.
36. It's the wind, the rain and the night when I leave you this time. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
37. The corner of this city hides the secret of time. Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I hear her singing to those who are thoughtful. It is silent and desolate, and the cold goes deep into the bone marrow, and even heartless people cry for her.
38. The night is quiet and my heart is cold. At this time, I also need to rely on it. Maybe I need someone to lean on. Recalling yesterday's laughter, yesterday's crying, yesterday's ups and downs, yesterday's kiss, and that long scarf, people are very sad and even burst into tears.
39. I was deeply impressed by the moon in the land of fear. That night, I turned my eyes to the horizon with a red call. What kind of moon is this? It is pale and round, with a strange smell through the clouds, but it has a sad aesthetic feeling. It was a frightening moon, reminiscent of a pale face and a cry in the wilderness. That night has passed, and the faint moonlight will still be immersed in the dream, which makes people sad.
40. Talking about hurting autumn, stepping on the shadow of the night, sobbing all the way with the autumn wind, stop and go.
4 1. Stars are persistent and love to twinkle in the dark, looking for the promise under the starry sky, to be your star all your life, to be your eyes all your life, and to shine only for you.
You gave up my sad words, you gave up my words about your mood.
1, if one day, you give up on me, please don't say that you are not good, and don't say that I am fine, which will make me feel that my goodness seems to be a mistake.
If one day, you give up on me, I will thank you for your love, and I will continue to look for my true love.
3, if one day, you give up on me, please don't look back frequently, don't say that you can't bear to part with me, I'm not a fool, if you really can't bear to part with me, how can you give up on me?
If one day, you give up on me, please remember that we really loved each other.
If one day, you give up on me, don't let me wait until you calm down, I'm afraid I will really go to waiting for forever, as long as I'm stupid.
If one day, you give up on me, you should stop caring about me. I don't need these intentional or unintentional interruptions.
7. If one day, you give up on me, you don't have to doubt that I will be really sad, desperate and helpless. If I don't keep you, please remember that I don't keep you doesn't mean I don't care, but I know it's useless to keep you. I want to adapt myself to the rest of the road as soon as possible.
8. If one day, you give up on me, please rest assured that I will live a good life. Although I will live better with you, I am still me without you.
9. If one day, you give up on me, I hope you will be ready to not regret it, because after you leave me, I will slowly let you go and start my new life.
10, if one day, you give up on me, I will thank you for helping me become a self-reliant person.
1 1, if one day, you give up on me, don't cry, I'm afraid I'll burst into tears.
Give up the person you shouldn't love. Give up the person you shouldn't love. Give up the mood when you want to give up someone. Talking about giving up and reluctant to part. Talk about giving up this relationship Give up love, but don't give up.
Give up love, but I can't give up you.
The night is quiet and deep. 1At the end of October, I was still wandering in sad words. At the end of October, the air was filled with sadness. If a person spends too long, he likes to enjoy loneliness and read the loneliness at night. On such a silent rainy night, listening to this stirring music quietly, over and over again, seems to be poisoned and hopeless.
Like a person, stay alone quietly, and don't want to talk to anyone. Listen to a tune, drink a cup of fragrant tea and hold a notebook. Occasionally with the closest lover, sometimes relatively silent. Honey, I've always been lonely. Loneliness has become a habit. Shallow loneliness, faint feelings. This habit has followed me for many years.
I am always glad that I can still have a simple heart and a soft, kind and grateful heart in this troubled and gloomy society. Although I crossed Qian Fan and was covered with heavy snow, I never felt resentment. I always tell myself gently: whether it is sweet or bitter, I have to bear it myself, no wonder who. If you really hurt your heart, you can only bear it yourself. Because your own path is always your own choice, you must go by yourself.
I always knew I was a wayward child. I didn't grow up at all. I went my own way. Love as you please, live as you please, and face all people as you please. I have always known the weight of this love. Because only such love can contain my willfulness, my conceit and my nonsense. It is also because of this love that I will be spoiled, willful and angry with you.
My biggest fear is what to do in life, so in my memory, few people attend my farewell party. Call me self-deceiving, or say I'm hiding something. Anyway, that's how I lied to myself. As long as I don't go to see him off, that man seems to have never left me.
Honey, I miss you again. Miss you, don't have to see you. I thought I was used to parting, but I was exhausted in parting again and again. Sadness is increasing day by day, and unspeakable sadness continues all the time. Where there is reunion, there is parting. How long you leave, how much you miss. I am afraid of that kind of short meeting, because short meeting can only get temporary happiness, far from leaving pain. So, slowly began to be afraid of meeting. For nothing else, love remains the same. Just because of the parting after a short meeting, I don't have much courage to accept parting again and again. Looking at your back from afar, there are too many disappointments.
It pains me to think of you. The sadness of parting is engraved in my mind, too deep to erase. The feeling of parting is too complicated to be explained in words. The so-called time was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up, and I deeply understood it at that moment. There are a thousand words in my heart, but I can't say a word. I just hope that the road to send you has no end and you can go on forever.
I haven't felt this expectation for a long time. I wonder if I'm really getting colder and colder. Or did the distance make me give up this beautiful prayer? Or because of fear of parting after reunion. Looking forward to meeting, but afraid to meet. I always thought I was the only one who was afraid, and I didn't know until today. So you are as afraid of parting after meeting as I am!
At night, let all the noise be quiet. Lonely, began to dance between my fingers. The weather is getting colder and colder, and it begins to smell like late autumn and early winter. Loneliness is mixed with chills, and the surrounding air is filled with faint sadness. Deep down, a dull and painful entanglement. I want to hug myself and warm myself with my thin arms, but I find myself so lonely and helpless.
I'm afraid of the cold, but I always shuttle through the wind and rain. I am afraid of loneliness, but loneliness is with me and I will never give up. Life is so contradictory. I don't know when it began to rain cats and dogs outside the window. I like the rain, and I like being caught in the rain like this. I watched them pass through my eyes, my face, my body, struggling for the last time, lingering with parting wounds, and my heart fell from me in despair with inexplicable pain.
I will always lick my wounds in the middle of the night alone, and I don't need anyone to comfort me. All along, this road is my own bluff, and the pride in my bones does not allow me to give up easily. In fact, sometimes I want to find an excuse for not being brave, even if it's just an excuse. However, who can give me this reason and who can be my excuse?
Looking up at the sky, do you know how sad my face is when I look down at the night sky? I always knew that I was a lonely person. So I chose words and got used to interacting with them. No flowery words, but nothing can stop the pain. Whenever I feel sleepy, I always instinctively refuse. My eyes tell me that he is really tired and wants to rest, but my brain doesn't allow him to rest. My whole body aches and tells me that my brain should rest. But I can't control my brain. My brain is overworked. I don't remember how long this life lasted. Really tired ... for a woman who loves words, the arrival of night and loneliness is the time when she really blooms. Falling in love with words is like choosing fate. I would rather open all the charm and love together with those sad words in the dark night.
I like to listen to the crisp sound of tapping the keyboard in such a late night. It seems that only late at night can my world be peaceful and my soul be completely released! As I said, it is not easy to meet someone you love in this vast world, so I can't bear to miss it. Invisible, love stays here; Read or not, you are in your heart.
I have never gone far. I have been standing in the same place waiting, and I don't know if you are like me. I really want to hold a person's hand, share joys and sorrows with him, and accompany him to see the scenery. Looking at it from a distance, I collapsed. On the other side, what flowers are out? Let me be so obsessed and persistent. What can this shore bear? Let me have no regrets.
Standing on the ferry of the world of mortals, quietly lying in the meditation of the years, the pictures in my mind sometimes retreat and sometimes emerge. At this moment, I climbed the branch of memory, for nothing but the faint wait in my heart and the faint affection in my eyes! Once upon a time, waiting became my whole life. Once upon a time, waiting became a beautiful expectation. Tonight, I must be another sleepless night, perhaps, still attached to a beautiful existence! Still miss this world, maybe this is my life, confused, but hard to give up.
Night has enveloped this lonely city, and the autumn wind outside the window is blowing faintly. In the computer, it is still the sad song, as if everything had been rendered. In my mind, those past events are vivid as if they happened yesterday. I don't want to remember those pictures, but they keep appearing in the water like bubbles. Can't stop? Is life like this? When life becomes a burden, it is expectation.
This society is too realistic. At first, I had a little hope that everything in this darkness would change. However, contrary to expectations, home is the eternal harbor of the soul. However, home has become my greatest source of pain and sadness. Sometimes I want to tell my helplessness, only to find that I really don't have the courage and find myself alone! Every time I want to tell, I finally swallow those words back to my heart, because I know that some things are destined to be buried forever, dusty in the deepest memory!
Over time, I gradually began to get used to this almost tilted world. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this society, but there is something wrong with the thinking of social people! Sometimes my heart really hurts. This is an unspeakable pain. Maybe it's suffering! No matter how painful it is, sometimes I really want to talk to someone. After thinking for a long time, I found that the thoughts in my mind were finally eroded by memory and years, and my heart could not find a harbor! Finally, I had to close my eyes and listen to sad music to soothe my pain.
I don't know if I am not strong enough, or if there are too many unknown stories in my heart, which makes me burst into tears again. When I am sad and helpless, I can only taste bitterness alone. If I am weak, who can be strong for me? Maybe others think I am an optimistic person, but they don't know that there are many unspeakable stories behind optimism, but I still smile and continue my sad life, knowing that I am very tired, but I still continue this life!
Sometimes, when you hear your heart tell you, be strong! This is your life, leaving you with your own choices, only those who are helpless and face, although, suffering from some unknown pain, one day everyone will understand! When I wake up from my thoughts, how I hope to have such a day! In my sad world, there is only one memory left, and perhaps no one will ever understand that there is reason to tell whether it is happiness or sadness! Even if no one understands sadness, it is enough for you to understand it yourself.
Sometimes, no matter how happy you are, your heart is still sad. I don't know why. Happiness and happiness are often so short-lived, just like the moment when the splash is beautiful, but it is very short, just like my happiness. Before I feel completely happy and happy, I wake up from my dream, but I can't go back, leaving only the memories in my dream, leaving countless scars and lingering memories. I want to get rid of this life, but I know it's difficult.
Sometimes I think that there is a limit to everything. Too much often backfires. Is there a time in my life? As the saying goes, there is deep pain in love. It seems that love and pain are in direct proportion. Love is supposed to make people feel happy. Why is it associated with pain? It may be because the feelings are too deep, but it is more likely to cause harm! My world may not be understood by many people. In the face of this tilted world, inner sadness and many unspeakable pains, we can only feel life and experience it!
Looking for marriage in the world may be tired and hurt by love! Love is too deep, it is easy to see scars, which seems to confirm this sentence. Only when I hurt deeply do I know the taste of sadness. My heart will be broken only if it hurts deeply. I am sentimental, and I can't escape the beautiful images of sadness and the long-lost silence. Let me knock on the keyboard again and write down my truest feelings! Leave the best memories, those pains can only be tasted alone, because I know that not many people really know me, so I choose to be strong, and no matter how much pain can only be hidden in the deepest part of my heart.
At night, I taste the bleak autumn again. Autumn is no longer the past autumn, and the wind is no longer the past wind. Looking at the dark night sky, I suddenly feel that I can never get rid of it. There are many reasons, but I can't find the reason, just like I saw it clearly, but I couldn't catch it. So I choose to forget. Between bowing my head and looking up, I choose to walk on the dividing line between remembering and forgetting. The leaves outside the window are blown by the wind again, which sounds like a wonderful song.
I don't know what kind of mood I am at the moment. The leaves on the branches outside the window rustled by the wind, and everything seemed so peaceful. Such time will always fade away unconsciously, just like passing by the beach, just like walking over and looking back. The only thing left to pursue is the vicissitudes of life and the memory of the cone heart, remembering those past things.
It's been a long time, and I'm busy. Suddenly, I have some absurd ideas floating from my heart. If those memories are incomplete and can be exchanged for the feelings of a long time ago, how would I choose? Do you still need the precipitation of Sansheng fireworks? If life can be repeated, I choose a quiet life, walk safely and enjoy the comfort of the sunset. Unfortunately, these are all assumptions in my heart, which can never replace those existing facts and that sad memory!
Every time I miss you, it hurts! I don't know when this pain will end. I don't know how long I will think you love you. No one can tell me, and no one can decide for themselves!