24, pour out a past, confess a feeling, accustomed to the desolation of the night, concentrate on your fingertips, gently knock out a trace of elegant ink, and sing freely in your heart. The autumn wind is swaying, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant. Tonight, my eyes are passing through the deep alleys of the ancient city, condensed with broken sentences and placed in the elegant rhythm of Qing Ci.
1, life is practice, short is travel, long is life.
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Keep a good attitude and say it every day.
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2 1, the departure of leaves is not the pursuit of the wind, nor is it the failure to retain trees, but the arrangement of fate, natural selection, flowers bloom and fall, and the cycle of heaven, what should come will come and what should go. Sometimes leaving doesn't mean the end, but another beginning.
8. We can enjoy the blessings, but we can't waste them. It is a waste of your good luck to waste your time, property, merits and some good opportunities.
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7. Dreams, no matter how vague, always lurk in our hearts, so that our mood will never be calm until these dreams come true.
15, copying and pasting is a very convenient thing, but people can't rely on copying everything. The same life journey is too fake. Try a new way of life, and you will find that life is actually colorful.
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Never stop smiling, not even when you are sad, someone might fall in love with your smile.
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Be kind to your hobbies, don't let hobbies make way for learning, let hobbies serve learning. Don't try to be what others like, but in the end you forget who you really are. Sometimes, shut up, let go of pride and admit that you are wrong, not to admit defeat, but to grow up. The biggest distress of love is that you make me sick, but you are my medicine.
20, secretly miss everything about you, miss that laughing youth. Maybe life is short, but to forget someone, it feels like a long life, so long that it takes a lifetime to erase the traces you left in my life.
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28. We are all lucky poor people. Although the reality is in front of us and we know it well, we are still lucky and willing to take a chance for our own desires. Therefore, when we know that we are a "spare tire", we will still take the initiative to pay attention to playboy and even throw ourselves at it.
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No tree can grow in the dark, and neither can human beings. The mind must be as bright as the sun.
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I want to go back and see you.
1 1. If you wait all your life, you can always find the person who suits you best. But can you wait forever? Since you can't, cherish the ears of wheat in your hand.
18, sometimes not talking is not that no one is talking, but that you don't want to talk. It's no use talking to people who don't know you. People who know you can get to know each other without talking. Besides communication, language creates more right and wrong, so silence is a virtue.
A person's love, no matter how sentimental, is the truest appearance of true feelings.
12, time is like an eraser. It can easily erase what you missed intentionally or unintentionally, but it can't erase the imprint branded in your heart because of mistakes.
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22. If I can, I want to say to myself ten years ago, thank you, thank you for living like yourself at that time, and thank you for leaving so many memories for me ten years later. Maybe I had pain and tears, but I still had laughter and had a very valuable experience.
27. Many things are doomed to come to an end. Enjoy the wonderful process. When passing by, learn to forget, laugh loudly, cry boldly, look up, and there is a bright sunshine. You should believe that time can change everything! Don't let yourself cry easily.
16, have you ever tried to go back and look at your chat record with someone from the beginning to the present? Laugh when you look at it, cry when you laugh ... A person approaches you from a strange place and then comes to a strange place.
People who want to see you will always come to you. People who don't want to see you don't bother to open the window when they go downstairs.
23. I like to wake up in the morning. Everything is unknown. I don't know who I will meet and what will happen. I think life is a gift and I don't want to waste it. You never know what hand you're going to get next. Learn to accept life. To make each day count.
29. The fine light rain is beating the dream of the old city. I want to meet the girl with an umbrella again in the rainy lane. Miss passing by, will also leave a wisp of long hair fragrance. Looking back in an instant is so familiar and unfamiliar, just like the lingering affection in Jiangnan. No matter whether the years have passed through time or not, this misty rain tenderness has been printed on the affectionate heart like a season of flowers.
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17, looking at the horizon gently, you can have an eternity in the vicissitudes of life! And I, like before, live a plain life and maintain a delicate face. If memory is destined to be melancholy, why should I be sad for the passing of yesterday?
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2, there will be light, there will be faith, who will love you through the crowd, you have to wait.
26. Some people say that life is monotonous, and every day is a copy and paste of yesterday. But life is also a peak. If you choose to climb the peak of life, you ignore the waterfalls, beautiful valleys, flowers and pine trees along the way. Even if we reach the top, what can we gain except being busy wiping the sweat?
19, love, I don't know what it is, but I am passionate about it; Love, I don't know where to go, but it will never die. If you don't love, please let go and let others have a chance to love; If you love, please love deeply and never give up! Love is not a game, because we can't afford it.
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14, the real persistence will never have anything to do with others, it depends on your daily wiping. Don't tell everyone, please encourage me and I will stick to it. That's not persistence, that's begging.
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13, we are too young to know how long it will be in the future, long enough for me to forget you and long enough for me to like someone again, just like I liked you at the beginning.
25. This miserable dance has made the rural farms cool slowly, and the noisy towns in the past have become extraordinarily quiet. A cold wind whirled, the branches and leaves on the ground floated and gradually filled the quiet pond. Several sparrows groaned on the branches, eager to find food for the winter, and the fallen plane leaves covered the streets.
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10, the so-called promise, will eventually disappear with the bleaching of time, without taking away a cloud. In retrospect, all that remained was a contemptuous smile.
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