Wandering the streets alone.

Empty people and empty money.

A single evil karma is at work.

Nothing, nothing.

It drives me crazy to think about it.

Empty bowl, empty basin.

Life is not easy.

Anyway, all four are empty!

Tell me about your mood: promise yourself and love yourself.

Looking back on those unruly years suddenly, it was a time when we could play carefree in the heavy rain. We looked at each other's wet faces and smiled. Those wet leaves give off a delicious smell, which belongs to the unique youth flavor of our age.

At this moment, put your heart in your words, feel your joys and sorrows, and feel all your gains and losses in time. Depressed and gentle, the low-key plucking of the first heart song, either sinking or flying, is soft with softness, even if there is pain, it is also a kind of warm heart. Listening to your inner story, it seems to understand your silent sadness on weekdays, and it seems to hear your long helpless sigh again in the cold that stings and is penetrated by the wind.

A piece of paper bears the ups and downs of a dusty heart. Ink time, your love, pure as Bai Yueguang, your love, warm as amber; The heart lake overflows with the warm current of spring water and blooms into a worried acacia red. One season in Chun Qing, peach blossoms burn lips and kisses, and those who cherish flowers burn their eyes.

I like some sad songs and indulge in the sad melody. Sadness means having such elusive magic and unparalleled beauty. Sadness is actually an innate emotion. Like, just drunk, not addicted. Don't expect compliments from others, you don't need to live in the cheers of the world. Whether others praise or not is only their business.

Say sorry to yourself because pretending makes you tired. Say sorry to yourself because stubbornness hurts yourself. Promise yourself, love yourself, promise yourself, and never live for others again; Promise yourself to be more open; Promise yourself not to care about some unnecessary people and things.

People should stand up to lies, perfunctory, cheating, forgetting promises and letting go of everything. Some wounds will heal after a long time, and some grievances will be relieved after they are figured out. Sometimes, we often change our signatures just to let others know how you feel. But we forget that maybe others don't care about you at all.

In the past, the cloud was still that cloud, and people were still that group of people. It's just that when we grow up, we are more and more immersed in our own world, ignoring the scenery, stories and time around us more and more. We always like to miss the beauty of childhood in the dead of night. Those flowers were so bright and precious at a certain time, but now we go our separate ways, even if our childhood partners are in the same city, it's not half an hour earlier.

Tears flow down, only to know that separation is another kind of understanding.

Some things, I pretend not to know, knowing, will only make myself more heartbroken.

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

A trace of melancholy dyed my forehead red. Once, whose waving sleeves made her sad? Once, whose promise changed whose face? You said the wind lost your eyes. In fact, I have always understood your persistence! However, not everything can be said; Not all love can be owned.

The most painful thing is not that the dream disappears or dies in reality, but that it is difficult to talk about the dream of boiling blood when I was young. Also, the most terrible thing is not to live an ordinary life, but to live an ordinary life and take it for granted.

Many years later, there are so many people coming and going in my life that I can't remember their names and faces. I only understand one thing. In fact, many times we feel that sadness is just a blow and frustration to our self-esteem, and there are only a few people who can really hurt our hearts in this life.

Whose sunset does not sink? Endless ups and downs, a hundred years of laughter, a temporary tour, sailing on the beach, is a sunset rope, which is a path paved by people for their steep cliffs. Time is always urging people to get old in a hurry, whether they are parents sitting on that threshold waiting or we are looking forward to it from a distance.

What if I'm the same? I pushed you away because of fear, because I didn't have the courage to know the real answer, so I ran away, because our past was full of lies. Facing you, I have been guessing what is true and what is false.

Many memories began to become confused, and many years have become a floating cloud in the past. Perhaps, when I look back on all the years I have gone through, Na Yue, I find that several pages in my life have become vacant, and I will never return to the original appearance.

Autumn is not over yet, and winter is coming. When spring is blooming, will we embrace each other tenderly in a peach color and freeze forever? In fact, I have long known that entanglement like vines will one day become a passer-by in the autumn wind. Like a falling dead leaf, full of parting sadness. Some natural feelings, some deep thoughts, are all covered by the dust of the years in an instant. What once existed or didn't exist has gradually followed the bleak autumn.

I stayed up last night, listening to the wind whispering in my ear, and the wet words moistened my missing wings. Pillow a curtain of moonlight, you can't see the light sorrow between my eyebrows. Round after round, the moon is short and full, making love fall step by step. Tears, there is no way to start. A sturdy frame changed the direction of the wind and settled under the cold and heavy eaves. Feel the warmth of your attachment through the moonlight, thick but not thick, thin but not cold.

Is time ruthless, or is it easy to waste? We accidentally lost each other, making the opening ending a sigh. The past cannot be traced, and the lush years are gone forever. You have gone a long way, but I am waiting for you to come back. The phone number I wrote down is already empty, but I can't bear to delete it. I was in a hurry for three years at that time. This empty number is the only mark you left me. Always remember that you have been to my world and I have been to yours.

I want to go where we stand side by side, as long as you are with me. At dawn, or when the sun sets, we will walk side by side again, again, again, once the most youthful and frivolous. See if there are traces left by us from the place where we met, and whether there will be stories like ours.

The other side of time is infinite. Looking back, it was a hasty year. We didn't have time to say goodbye and went our separate ways. Looking at the yellowed photos, it is also clear and blurred. Tears and laughter, time is still the same, I am still the same, where did you go as a childhood friend? Honey, you know what? Over the years, I have been waiting for your unexpected arrival, but I just turned around alone again and again.

It is said that the most beautiful meeting in the world is a brush, the most beautiful oath is a lie, the most beautiful love is yesterday, the most beautiful yearning is never to meet, and the most beautiful things cannot be obtained.

Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like to talk anymore; Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again. What can shallowness and depth represent? Just forget it early and forget it late.

Wandering footsteps, dripping in my heart, why so lonely, whether it is the deepest sigh. If so, where did the deep melancholy come from, forgetting the color of youth or the warmth of love?

We promise to go on forever. However, when the shadow of time fell on us, we found that those promises were just empty words. So, we separated, and finally, who was left? I don't know. I hope they are all here.

According to my heart, I will never return to my dream. Yesterday's scene is still there today, but everything is wrong. The most terrible thing in the world is time, which takes us through one journey after another, but we can't find any traces.

From then on, I only have myself; From then on, it is hard to trust others; From then on, nothing can't be handled; From then on, even if you find another partner, you won't rely on him any more; From then on, heartbreak is heartbreak.

We are all fine, living in a world full of lies. Gradually, we all began to lose ourselves, struggling and hesitating, not knowing how to keep ourselves from being overwhelmed by hypocrisy, and not knowing how to find our former selves.

Growth is a kind of loss, and loss has become a scar in my heart. Time will slowly heal, but it will not return to its original appearance. Looking for love thousands of miles, stumbling all the way. In the end, you are still you, but I am not me. We will eventually become you and me.

Distant smiles and sincere wishes are still clear in warm memories. On the buttonwood, the flowers fell. Whose eyes are hazy as the wind blows tighter and tighter on the shore? An encounter enriches the scenery of the years; A thin pen can't carve a perfect parting trace. Who failed to live up to this attachment given by the fleeting time, leaving only a helpless sigh? Who made you lonely in the most beautiful years, but made loneliness so real?

On that day, you disappeared into the sea of people in a hurry, and your choked throat swirled in your throat. You can't say what you want to say, let tears fall on your chest and watch you go away and disappear at the crossroads of pain. Is it more than ten years of love, in exchange for a sad breakup?

Who else can you love if you are heartbroken? Perhaps a person's fireworks are your ultimate brilliance. Perhaps, I am too indifferent. I always let the balance of longing and waiting tilt and fall in a wrong love. Those distant days finally passed like the wind. I smiled sadly and walked alone. In those blind nights, what kind of warmth should I use to soothe that regretful loneliness?

Time flies like a song, and everything will fade away while waiting. In retrospect, I was speechless. The loneliness after turning around is endless and boundless. The tide rises and falls, and there can be no flowers. In this season of everything dying, I will seal my heart with love. Let the occasional hesitation gradually let go. We can't change everything, and who has seen the world change for whom?

If I know this, why should I know it? Have a dream, love or regret. Just let me, gently leave. Farewell to yesterday. Whether you stay or not, whether you promise, my heart has grown beautiful wings. The love of the whole city has been dyed cold. A place is red and a place is lonely. We, after wordless waving, are calm!

If the heart is in harmony, all explanations are redundant! If thinking has become a ruin, why persist? Those entanglements, those intersections, can't be interpreted as the legend we want. The legendary swordsman is a thing of the past. In the long loneliness, it rains every day. Wet words can no longer grow with the light. Then, let me turn around and finish your myth.

The past dances in my heart. Suddenly found that there are always some encounters, so that we have no way to escape. There is always some understanding that we can't bear to hurt. There is always some attachment, so we have no regrets. I cried, planted a fence in my heart and said sorry for our failed relationship. Forgive me, I can't sit in a rocking chair with you and grow old together!

Time is passing and age is increasing. The more you know, the more you see through, and the less happy you are. I miss those years very much. The future is too far away to have a shape. We are simple and have no worries.

The world is bustling with people coming and going. How many people can see through everything and how many people know how to cherish it? Those elegant times, so we drift away, torn to pieces, and can no longer piece together the original perfection. Sometimes, it's really not that we don't know how to cherish, but that there is nothing we can do.

Time, like water, will eventually wash away everything in the past, but the traces left will become eternal in my heart. After a long time, you are always at the end of my reverie. The years are safe, and I am lonely and happy. Make a shallow cup of tea and watch you wave calmly in my gentle eyes. People can't help themselves in the Jianghu. From then on, I knew it was painful. Prosperity, like those yellowed scriptures, will fade away at any time.

Time is the gentlest knife in the world, and it will smooth all corners. Once, no matter how tight you hold it, you will eventually lose it. It turns out that no one belongs to anyone.

After leaving, those days of tears came. Now I know that we have changed beyond recognition because of our youth, and everything is so thin and indifferent.

Sad words: The more nobody loves you, the more you have to love yourself.

1, the most regrettable thing in life is to give up what you shouldn't give up easily and stick to what you shouldn't stick to.

Only when I am alone do I know that everything around me is lonely.

I used to think that I would not be defeated by loneliness. In a person's dream, you know that loneliness is an addiction and you can't quit.

If a person hurts another person he loves, it is definitely more painful than being hurt.

Even if you and I are at the equator and at the North Pole, as long as we hold back the hug, our world will not fall down.

Just because someone doesn't love you as you wish, doesn't mean you are not loved with all his/her being.

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

8. On the day you left, I decided not to cry. I braved the wind and tried not to blink.

9, you will always be the protagonist, because you know how to please, I just watch, sitting in the corner, I am more likely to be silent.

10, the pear garden awakened from an old dream. In this scene, which player loves too much, which is too realistic.

1 1, the plum blossoms have fallen, and the lingering fragrance still exists, from which sadness comes. Pick up the residual flowers and bury them next to the wood. Autumn has come and winter has come.

12. If there was no.8 pawnshop in the world, I would be the first to pawn love.

13, for those we don't love, we really can't afford to pay, and once we pay, it will be sinful.

14, where were you when I was away? The feeling of heartache paralyzed me, making it difficult for me to breathe, but I was afraid to tell you.

15, don't rely on others, you will only say it when you still have someone to rely on.

16, when I love you, you despise me. When you turn your head to love me, I won't wait for you anymore.

17, a person cries, a person laughs, a person's life, and gradually becomes numb to love.

18, if one day, you want to leave me, I will choose silence, because your happiness is much more important than my retention.

19, since love, why not say it? Some things have been lost, and now they can't come back.

I really love you. I closed my eyes and thought I could forget, but the tears I shed didn't deceive myself.

2 1, peel an apple for yourself, remember the smile when someone peeled a mango for you?

In any case, it is always unforgivable for a person to make excuses. The more unloved you are, the more you should love yourself.

23, the wind has lived in the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

I finally learned to turn a blind eye to everything. Quietly spend these years I haven't had time to understand.

25. The position in my heart is so big. Someone comes in, someone has to leave!