Late at night, I heard the wind rustling and counting the leaves. Only the fruit sings in the middle of the night and dazzles with moonlight at midnight. I'm surprised. Why do cicadas have this leisurely and elegant voice under the moon, and I don't feel sorry? What a beautiful night scene, which made them forget everything, and the moonlight never let go in their short life?

Insomnia, a little sweat dripping from his cheeks. There is no doubt that it is difficult for him to sleep if he thinks more. It's not that I don't miss you and don't dominate my thoughts, but I still can't express my feelings and have nothing to think about. Lovesickness tears two lines, light makeup is always appropriate, covering up the surface, can not modify the heart. Who knows me and where? Once owned does not mean eternity, and now sunshine does not mean tomorrow or sunny day. Many troubles are difficult to move, but many troubles cannot be carried.

It suddenly occurred to me that "human nature is as deep as the sea, and lovesickness is not low." There are cliffs in the sea, and acacia is boundless. "Think of the past spoony, silly faith, so what if beauty is easy to get old, believe that you want to be a person, never give up, know me, feel sorry for you, this kind of situation can be asked. It is enough to have you on the world of mortals. I immediately smiled and looked forward to the future. It's a pity that the prosperity is exhausted, leaving only the jade pillows and gauze pavilions that are fresh in the memory of the beautiful women. I never thought that everything was a floating cloud, and the beautiful five colors reflected by the foam in the sun were only a moment, and they were broken and splashed with water, then recovered and merged into the torrent of time and disappeared. The wind can take away a trace of dust, but what I can't take away is my sadness. Who says roses don't cry? Perhaps it is because they left a beautiful face, but they forgot their inner thoughts, and they never found that they maintained their inner fragility with their own thorns.

The moonlight shone into my window and kissed everything once, which made me feel a little warm in my heart. Looking back, I saw the crane bell ringing in my tent, and I couldn't get up in my head. Thinking that there are so many small animals in the summer night, there must be beautiful scenery for me to enjoy, so I stretched my forehead wrinkles. Lightly covered with blue gauze, looking at Byakki Smoker's son, full of sadness. How do you sleep every night? Recall the past, a mirror, two figures. Looking in the mirror, one looks like a peach blossom, and the other smiles at the spring breeze. I don't know who dyed the spring scenery and shamed the butterfly. There used to be 3,000 green silk, who dressed and embroidered rollo for me? I got up, put out the candle and walked through the door, deeply attracted by the scenery in front of me. I never thought about the scenery inside, but the scenery outside is better. I walked down the ladder step by step with my hands, unable to hide a smile in my eyes, flashing like stars in the sky.

An antique old house, two floors, spacious backyard, surrounded by stone walls. The rockery in the courtyard is the condensation of the small bridges in the south of the Yangtze River. The small place looks like a big world, which not only reflects the living environment here, but also highlights the exquisite craftsmanship and superb skills of the designers. There is a big lake in the backyard and a pavilion in the lake. Two roads can lead to the exhibition hall. Two roads such as bridges, Jiangnan stone arch bridge. Beautiful and elegant, and just right. The huge pavilion can hold more than a dozen people. There are rectangular marble tables and four stone benches in the pavilion. The windows of the exhibition hall are made of redwood and Chinese fir, which are used as fences and parking seats. The gauze skirt hangs on the window, the breeze blows, and the gauze skirt is graceful and colorful, with the fragrance of flowers, brushing your face, like the white hands of a young girl, and the lingering fragrance lasts for a long time.

There are lotus flowers in the lake, which are graceful and open; Sleep shyly; Struggling upward in the mud, their posture is particularly prominent in the moonlight. There is a layer of duckweed on the lake. If life is as erratic as duckweed, you can also swing out of a different open space. There are not many duckweeds, which just give the fish a habitat during the day. There are reeds in the lake, in the southeast corner. Willow trees have been everywhere by the lake for at least ten years. Just look at the wrinkles on the trunk. There is a boat at the entrance of the lake, which is used to enjoy the lake and can accommodate several people. Two oars, slowly sailing into the distance.

With the help of moonlight, you can see such a beautiful scenery, if not a hundred times more beautiful than during the day. Take off your shoes and socks lightly, step on the stone, and the coldness and pain at your feet spread all over your body instantly. It is a way to try to relieve or replace the pain on the feet when it is difficult to vent or vent the heartache. Coagulation is better than letting go of pain, learning to dissipate and diluting the unhappiness in your heart. No one will fully understand you, understand you, sympathize with you and be happy for you.

Accustomed to walking alone. Recalling the wine in the ancient luminous cup, I immediately want to drink pipa. It's a pity that I don't have a skill or a writing style. If I have your literature and art, I will definitely show my style. Sitting alone under the bamboo, watching the bamboo shadow under the moon, sparse and uncertain. There are many beautiful scenery there, and I haven't guessed what it looks like yet. Suddenly a gust of wind came and swept everything away. There is a stream flowing under the bamboo forest, which can be crystal clear during the day. Put your foot in the stream, it will get cold until you reach your heart.

The moon was high in the sky, and gradually, the noise stopped, so I got up and went back to the house. ...

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Qq Personality Signature in Depression _ You never gave me a look back, but I always smiled at you.

If you try your best and still can't change your destiny, be brave and don't.

Leaving you is not terrible. What is terrible is how to put away my dependence on you.

I have two dreams in my life: one is to dream all the time, and the other is not to wake up.

People are first responsible for themselves when they are alive, and are responsible for making themselves happy in this life.

I am the kind of person who can be moved for a long time by others' warmth.

Everything I do is silent, bitter and sweet, and more is to chew my heartache.

Girls casually say nothing, but they don't know how much helplessness and bitterness are hidden behind them.

Young us. Treat feelings. It's all for fun. Love that you don't understand won't love.

I am actually an angel, and the reason why I stay on earth is because of my weight.

When I was in tear drops, I knew that separation was another kind of understanding.

Don't be afraid to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you may be separated.

You always thought you were a legend when you were here, but you didn't know it was just a legend until you got there.

Is it because I am too fat for your heart to hold me?

A madman gave up a fool because of a liar.

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I can be before you.

If you have a dream in your heart, life will be beautiful.

Believe in the future, if it is beautiful, it is called wonderful; If it is not good, it is called experience.

Happiness won't miss anyone, it will find you sooner or later. Please wait if you like.

Living in the present, every moment of life can be as beautiful as a flower.

Keeping a diary, I don't know if the pen can't stop or the memory can't stop.

A few warm words can help others more than you think.

Angry is just to find an excuse to make you care.

You can't change yesterday, but if you worry too much about tomorrow, you will ruin today.

In the next life, I want to be one of your teeth. At least I don't feel well. You will hurt.

Mature people need a mask to put on a strong face to the society and take off a gentle face to their families.

I learned to smile with a mask, even if I am unhappy.

Even if you can't forget some memories, pretend you can't.

What's a man like Ceng Xiaoxian and a bitch? That's base plus base.

If you like a girl, buy her something to eat. If you gain weight, it's yours.

When others laugh, you fly. I used to be strong, and I will always be weak.

It is impossible to forget what happened, but I can't remember it for the time being.

Don't take porcelain work without Jin Gangzuan, and don't wear short skirts without a golden hoop.

Teacher, it's not my fault that you love to sleep, but your mouth is too hypnotic.

The hero is very sad about Beauty Pass. I am not a hero. Beauty, let me through.

Only by seeing through everything can we know that losing is more practical than having.

Laugh and the world will laugh with you; Cry, you will cry alone.

People always hurt the people they love, in fact, people will fall in love with the people they hurt.

Is it unpleasant to have a bad temper?

One goodbye, two worlds. One goodbye, two worlds.

Maybe those who miss it are doomed to miss it.

Loneliness is a person's carnival, and carnival is the loneliness of a group of people.

I always think of you. Is this the most cruel and gentle imprisonment?

If he loves you, he does not need to please you. If he doesn't like it, he doesn't have to.

As long as you need me, I'm always where you can see me//

Love lies not in how many times you say "I love you", but in how to prove that what you say is true.

Keep your head down, as if looking for something. So I was looking for myself.

You have to ask me how I'm doing. As long as you don't show up, I have a good life every day.

Don't care too much about a person, it will only hurt you.

When you pursue others, you don't know that someone is silently loving you behind your back.

Dreams are your hot air balloon, and only those who have dreams will not fall.

I didn't expect what you said to be so casual.

I'm not cold-blooded, nor am I slow-hot. I'm just afraid that I'll be sad when I leave.

Don't tell others that you had a bad day, and don't say anything to others, because it's useless to say it.

I don't want to delete the chat record, but it looks ironic.

Just because you've heard of me doesn't mean you know me. Just because you have heard some rumors doesn't mean they are true.

The happiest thing in the world is to find someone who likes you for who you really are.

The highest level of boredom, turn on the computer, press the phone and watch TV. ...

Although we are no longer together, I can still feel you around when I close my eyes.

Don't promise forever, just love me day after day.

No matter where I go, I will cherish every scenery around me.

Leaving you is not terrible. What is terrible is how to put away my dependence on you.

You said you wanted me to wait for you in a wedding dress that day. I've been waiting all day.

When I am sad, can you hold me quietly?

Don't say I'm cold. I don't have much warmth. I leave it all to people who are good to me.

I don't want to cry or get into trouble. I want to forget everything, forget the pain, forget the troubles.

Leaving you is not terrible. What is terrible is how to put away my dependence on you.

Sometimes, I may be too fragile to burst into tears at a word, and sometimes I find myself gritting my teeth and walking a long way.

I am not a strong person, but I know that I have to pretend to be strong when I should be strong.

People who know themselves don't need to explain, people who don't need to explain.

Even if I like that person again, his words have nothing to do with you, but they completely put me to shame.

Unconsciously, I found that I know I love you so much.

The most stubborn thing is a person's heart. You can convince everyone, but not your own heart.

Don't think I'm stupid, there are some things I see in my eyes and bury in my heart.

Love is like a gust of wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it.

Life is a journey without retreat.

Only a few people have really treated me well in my life, and I will never forget it. "

The last person with you is often someone you didn't expect.

If you love him, you must hurt him first, because guilt is always the best way to maintain love.

One day, I'm going to knock on your door, but you say friendship will not close.

When I say I love you, will you hug me and say, "Shit, I stopped talking!" " "

If a person really wants to see you, he will look around the world in various ways.

You treat my words as air, but I treat your words as oxygen.

Don't feel how great you are. I can live well without you.

Don't trust the feeling of a brake, always remember that feeling.

Sometimes I won't ignore you. Actually, I miss you, too. I just don't know what to say to you.

People who have never been hurt will laugh at the scars on others.

Don't trust memory too much. People inside may not miss you that much.

All I want is someone who will always be by my side no matter how difficult it is.

Love is a kind of meeting, which can't wait or be prepared.

No, I want to sleep. I just want to lean on your shoulder when I am wronged. ...

Most things you've waited too long are not what you want.

We are always writing those "harmless" words for people who don't love us.

Obviously, only one of you has been deleted, but the whole list is empty.

Some things are not that I don't care, but what can I do if I care?

Even if you are unhappy, you will never disturb the happiness of others. This is the principle.

Sometimes, we think too much about ourselves, which makes us feel uncomfortable.

There are many ways to go in life, and there is one way that cannot be turned back, and that is the road to growth.

Happiness is not getting everything you want, but enjoying everything you have.

After all, it is the person I love. What can I blame you for?

I was stupid to know that this was not the person who knew you were wrong, and I was still desperate.

Some things, I don't say, I don't ask, doesn't mean I don't care.

Try not to wronged yourself or hurt the innocent.

You never look back at me, but I always smile at you.

I stand in front of you, please don't look back, she is the past, I am the future and forever.

Loneliness is the heel, memory is the dent, and I live alone.

Defending the empty city, missing the old friend, waiting day and night, no one came back.

We always feel the best about what we have lost, and the lost love is always unforgettable.

You just blinked lightly and easily penetrated my hundred years.

Some things are beyond our power, and some people don't need to talk about them.

The beauty of the starry sky is far less than the tenderness in your eyes.

I stood by the sea alone, looking at the sky, as if I could own the whole world.

My eyes are crying for you, but my heart is holding an umbrella for you.

There are many reasons for falling in love. There is only one reason to break up, and that is not enough love.

When I was a child, I heard that being lovelorn was very painful. When I grew up, I found that being lovelorn was more painful than I thought.

When it thunders, stand under the big tree and say to God, I want to live too!

Can you give me some care before I leave?

I am deceiving myself, but I refuse to get out of that memory.

Once a new storm is found, leaving will replace all your images.

Missing makes the old feelings warm and traps me in the empty city that I should have left long ago.

I know who is worth waiting for and who is not.

I am most afraid of some people who, although long gone, will never take away their memories.

The function of the school is to do whatever you want and not let you do anything.

Dedicated to you for ten days.

one

In spring, the fragrance fills the garden and gives you a partridge day.

The breeze curled up and the peach branches were drunk, and the drizzle was fine.

The mountains are faint and the water is gurgling. The smoke disappeared under the screen window.

Flying flowers look for spring dreams bit by bit, and floating floc keeps entering the embroidered curtain.

two

It's hard to find that old face in a clear mirror. Today is a good day for both of you.

Looking at Han Yin's sad and cold heart, listening to it is more fragrant and colder.

Love is like water, dreams are like lotus. Who is haggard and who is happy.

Who knows that the silent night lingers, and there is no pillow to sleep that night.

three

Leaning on the carved fence will give you a partridge day.

The warbler bid farewell to spring, and Du Yu's voice was melancholy.

Phoenix is cold, pillow is single. Some soul dreams and your hands.

It's no use looking at the horizon without remembering the way you came.

four

Alone with the blue lamp, it gives you a partridge sky.

Busy night, full of pity and loss of fragrance, if the water is 3 thousand, it is a dream.

Love is like water and smoke. Both the world of mortals and the purple stranger are in vain.

In front of people, I was powdered, but behind my back, I secretly combed in front of the mirror.

five

Wine is more sour in sorrow and gives you a happy life.

The wind leads the drunken sleeves to dance, and the water reflects the fragrance of the shirt.

Yang Liuan, by the river. The curtain of dreams makes you feel pity.

Where is Peach Blossom still in love? No one asked whether it was cold or hot.

six

The warm wind that day smoked catkins, which made Liu Jun present a partridge sky.

Shoulder Nanyuan watching butterfly dance, Dongli holding hands watching kites.

The mountain is green, the water is smoky, and the boat is deep in the lotus.

Suddenly wake up and know the dream, the sleeves are red.

seven

Gently twist the ice string and play against the moon, giving you a partridge sky.

The fallen petal still sighs that the spring is old, and the running water doesn't know that autumn scenery is cold.

Love is fragile, but dreams are hard to round. Sighed in front of the bottle.

Past lives, bad debts, tears in this life, such as floating dust.

eight

Who is making orchestral music on the roof and giving you a partridge sky?

Cold and sympathetic, Du Yusheng was annoyed.

Flowers are silent, and the moon is juanjuan. Acacia is never idle.

Looking back, I was haggard, speechless and in tears.

nine

Summer turns cold, year after year, giving you a happy day.

Shuang Yan murmured in front of the hall, and Yuanyang played Ada in the back of the house.

A person's temples have been damaged before he is old. Don't shed tears.

With all the love in this life, why hold hands in the afterlife?

ten

That day in town, I didn't mean to sweep away my face and give you a happy day.

The person in the mirror is empty and thin, and she is alone by the window.

Full of passion and meaning. Send a thousand words of poetry.

Jun Fu loves the sea by all means, but you never tire of it.

Ignorance caused by non-participation

One day, after Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall, I saw many people flying kites. It is puzzling that everyone is crowded on one side of the venue, and the dense kite lines may be twisted into a ball at any time. "Why would you rather let the other side of the field be empty, but be silly and crowded into a pile?" I thought to myself, I bought a kite and flew it in the clearing. The kite flew and the thread was stretched, but the unstable wind forced me to roll it back at any time. Because it was not timely, I had to retreat. My kite finally flew as far as others, and then I realized that I was crowded in the crowd on the other side of the field. When we laugh at other people's behavior, we should probably laugh at the ignorance caused by our non-participation.

Wind and rain, it's all the fault of meeting.

Time flies, I can't catch it. My road is unusual, but I don't know who changed the face of love first, and all the good things have passed!

The past is like the wind, and all the bits and pieces I met with you float by like flying snow. I am as beautiful as a butterfly, like a woman in her eighties and nineties. I am the pupa of a butterfly, and I died prematurely before I became a butterfly. I sighed sadly: If only I had met you, but I hadn't walked into the love trap you set early in the morning. You don't have to cry and suffer because you are lost. If only I could see the shallow smile on your lips when I first met you. Today, I don't have to cross the world of mortals with a melancholy heart and become a passer-by in your life again! Time has changed everything, but it hasn't taken away every trace you left. I still remember the love subway when I first met you. You are dressed in casual clothes and smiling implicitly in the picturesque spring picture. The neon dim light and shadow covered all your cynical smiles, leaving only the sad aperture in your eyes to lure me into the play. After that spring, I was unfortunately reduced to the protagonist in your play, wandering on the cliff all day. I have told you countless times: if there is only one time in life, how good would it be? I'd rather be a marginal woman waiting for sublimation in loneliness all day! And you still treat love as a child's play and play the playboy on the earth with a cynical attitude. We are two completely different people in the world, but fate cruelly arranged for us to meet at the wrong time! I can't remember what made you so curious about me that you used magic to force you to come to me. Maybe my lonely silhouette made you feel pity for a while, but you didn't expect that your pity for a while didn't save me, but pushed me further into the abyss of pain. I have told you countless times: if I never met you on the road of life, how good would it be? But there is no if in life. When I meet you, my lonely soul can't escape. It's another spring season, and it will collapse into mud. For a long time, I have been longing for your love. After a long time, my waiting heart has become vicissitudes. Sitting alone in the square for a long time, the thick down jacket can't resist the biting cold wind in spring. In the gray sky, I seem to see the stairs leading to heaven slowly waving to me. The deep lake is as quiet as a virgin and as duckweed on the lake. After the injury, I realized that I had never adapted to the temperature of supernumerary love, my lingering heart, or the lonely breath in my memory. It seems that if you close your eyes, you can revisit the old place and return to the lonely original zone; After many injuries and repeated forgiveness and persistence, the beauty in my heart was replaced by betrayal and tears, and the short-lived happiness in my memory became more and more painful with time. Perhaps our life is only suitable for being strangers in the passing world of mortals, and when we meet, there is only indifference and no love. In this way, even if I haven't seen you for a long time, even if you smile and hold hands with those smiling women in front of me, your heart will be as hard as an iron wall and unscathed. I always thought that as long as I worked hard, happiness was ahead, and I could realize my dream when I was young. Only after hard work can I understand that those who once loved and shed tears together will eventually slip away like sand in their hands. The distant heart is not something you can hold if you want to hold it. What is lost will eventually be lost, and there is no point in retaining it anyway. Besides, how can a proud soul bow to love and beg for retention? No matter how hurt you are, you will never see a broken face! The so-called happiness is just staying together at night and watching the stars and eating together. In the past, this spring, in the shuttle of time, injury and pain, meeting and separation, seeing and not seeing, everything became eternal! The beautiful and haggard face in the mirror is quietly changing the once happy appearance. Smiling sadly at the photos holding hands in the past, he flatly tore the illusion of happiness in the light and shadow into pieces and threw it into the wind. Wearing heavy makeup and costumes, a person stepped onto the snowy stage with long sleeves and dancing lightly, dancing like withered mandolin petals on the other side. And you will always be a misty spectator under the stage, destined to follow my injury like a shadow. At the end of a scene, I took off my thick mask on the stage alone, but I couldn't find my true colors. The once beautiful, confident and elegant woman has withered like a petal and fallen into the dust in this love scene. Where the lights are dim, who is still waiting for the face of love? The square was littered with broken kites, lying on the concrete floor alone and moaning. The world is so big, how many people can keep their original promises? In the future, will we meet another stranger at the same time, laugh together, cry together and watch the sunset hand in hand? Will we try to forget every memorable scenery that belongs to us again like today? Will you still cry in Spring Square? Looking forward to being reborn as soon as possible, I will definitely drink Meng Po Tang and forget all about you. Wind and rain, meet the wrong, no regret medicine! Nalan Rong Ruo once said, "If life is just like the first time, why draw a fan in the autumn wind?" . What if life is not as good as first sight? I clearly know that if I hadn't met you in my life, no matter how far I went alone, I wouldn't be so heartbroken as I am today. Everything can't go back, everything can't go back, and a touch of sunset outside the window gradually disappears into a beautiful figure, like the face of love, drifting away. I can't help but look away and let the tears flow freely.

My hometown

My hometown has never been mentioned and has never occupied a place in that heavy history book.

My hometown is just a dream I love deeply. From the first time I cried, she slowly told me the direction of the road, told the lost people that their muddy hearts should be clear, and kept swimming in the river in their hometown, as clear as glass.

Don't go.

Don't go.

With a heartbreaking cry

You didn't hesitate.

Don't go.

Once vowed to each other.

It collapsed in an instant.

Don't go.

Know that there is no hope, but try to save it.

Don't go.

Who should I talk to about my inner pain?

Don't go.

This kind of suffering is really unbearable.

Don't go.

I don't want to see you drift away.