Stand on tiptoes and enjoy the taste closer to the sun.

I especially want to laugh when I cry, because I am strong enough.

Some stories are too perfect and their endings are too tragic.

Don’t talk about love, because eachother does not exist.

I wish the rain would be heavier, so that I would know how sad God is.

Keep the good memories to yourself, at least you have not wasted your youth.

No matter how many choices there are, there is only one ending.

When you forget another love, are you still willing to come back to me?

Don’t be too willful. We all understand that it’s time to let go of love.

When those occasional tendernesses come out of your mouth again, I have already left you.

From beginning to end, I was just walking alone on this street where I once held hands with you.

I went back into my memories again and again, but I couldn’t find any trace of us getting along.

Just to create a chance encounter, I took the trouble to walk back and forth at this intersection.

The sun casts mottled shadows on the ground, but I can't spell out my broken heart.

I have loved, hated and despaired, only to realize that I am too rebellious and do not understand who really cares about me.

I stood under the streetlight and quietly looked at the people coming and going to see which one I belonged to.

I'm sorry, my love for you is spreading to the whole world.

I don’t ask for results, I don’t ask for possessions, I just want to meet you in my best years

Love is not about how many times I say "I love you", but about how many times I say "I love you". It's about how to prove that what you say is true.

Love is like chewing gum, it will become boring after a long time.

Sometimes, a simple life is not a gorgeous adventure.

Time is divided into diagonals, stop your kindness to me, and disintegrate our dependence.

Why should we be together? It is better to be the most familiar stranger

I am not humble enough to let you deal with me at will.

Does the smile spreading across the face mean that you will not be sad?

The tenderness that cannot be let go, the sand that cannot be held.

I have to admit that I am so fragile when I fail.

I waited at the corner like a child, imagine that you will suddenly turn around

I waited at the corner like a child, imagine that you will suddenly turn around

< p>Thinking about the past, recalling the lost beauty, some people are destined to be passers-by

The flowers bloom in the middle of summer, and the remaining years are gone, and the absurd track slowly comes to an end

Just Leave the edges and corners to time to kill, we are wasting our youth here

I am just your passerby, but I linger in your world

Even trust has become a luxury. Then happiness will be even more out of reach

Try hard to find an excuse to convince this messy heart

Wandering around, just to find the next foothold in life

In the bustling city, I look forward to the end of prosperity, just to find silence

All that is left with incomplete memories is longing, and the fleeting years tear apart the proud face

I thought time could dilute those beauties, but my heart ached. Why is it becoming clearer and clearer

Some people do pass through your heart, but in the end they still leave no trace

Listening to those sad songs, I feel a touch of sadness.

I gave you everything, I knew I had no way to escape.

Tell you, I really want to run, because running can evaporate my tears

I pretended that everything didn't matter, even though I was exhausted mentally and physically.

I am not an excellent actor and cannot watch your ambiguity with a smile.

The words hidden deep in my heart are not meant to be hidden, but not all pain can be shouted out.

No matter how good the reason is, it is always a perfunctory excuse.

Even if destiny cannot bear fruit, I will not regret the withering away thousands of times

The plot of self-deception will never happen to me.

The clown's mask is removed, and the beautiful aura is incomparable.

No matter how perfunctory it is, it is still perfunctory in the final analysis.

Love is not just for fun, it is not just about saying you love me and I love you.

I crave vulnerability because it inspires strength in me.

When I talked about breaking up, my heart was flooded.

It was only after I left you that I realized that the Ferris wheel is spinning in reverse, the puppets are weeping, and angels have a shelf life

A person sticks to loneliness, watching the yesterday fade away

I tried to look up at the sky and see the warm sunshine, but found that it was so dazzling

The unforgettable pain is the most useless vow in the world

The deepest warmth, It has always been stored in the deepest memory

The remaining tenderness in the palm is the happiness that was once placed in the heart

The youth in the hand distorts the soul, and the result of stubbornness is only eternal destruction

The subversive time, the chaotic fleeting time, we miss it, it is normal

Uncontrollable emotions, the heart is painfully recalled again

The memory of falling out of favor will be In the silent night, as the cold heart slowly passes away

The dissipated fireworks in winter are like the smile at the corner of the mouth, fleeting

Time dilutes the years, and the years move forward, But the fat-melting soul cannot be peeled off

A life painted with paint, the bright colors cannot hide the pale past

If loneliness can drink, then love is a sleepover drunk.

When there is a gap between two people, there is suspicion in addition to suspicion.

Time is a wonderful thing that always changes everything unconsciously

Understatement explains the memories forgotten by time everywhere

Stepping on The loneliness you gave me, walking alone in the story called the future

With a warm sense of alienation, I will be your passerby without hesitation

Life is like a drifting bottle, endless Purposelessly looking for your own destination and the other side

Sometimes caring too much is a torture to yourself

If love fails to bring joy to each other, one person will inevitably end up in the wilderness. .

We are like two parallel lines, very close and very far, with no intersection.

Missing gradually loses its strength over time, and love loses its original light.

Love casts a layer of darkness on youth, and sadness is hidden in the originally clear eyes

A person's love, no matter how sentimental it is, is the most authentic look of true love.

No matter happiness or desolation, they are the most real images in life.

One encounter on the road of life does not mean that we will hold hands for the rest of our lives.

The endless love is lost in the waiting and gazing together. (Personal signature)

Time will not slow down for those who wait, and all persistence will have a silent ending.

People always feel happier when they are close to happiness, but worry about gains and losses when happiness is in progress.

Fragmented memories, remembering that unbearable love

A incomplete love, an imperfect ending, a beautiful ending

I will always Staying with you all the time is my promise to you

What I once tried so hard to forget is the best thing to remember now.

Pain is just the best accident in our best years

Every gorgeous loneliness, how many memories are unbearable

Telling Stories that are incomprehensible, overwhelming pain, I licked the wounds alone

When we meet in the deepest mortal world, your first smile and first heartbeat are most unforgettable.

The most perfect picture of happiness can only be fixed in the time in my memory.

Between us. Even the remaining tenderness has become thin.

Die in the sunshine, die surrounded by the most splendid things, with your heart full of joy but till the end.

Love will end when it comes to an end, and when the time comes, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to.

Some people are destined to wait for others, and some people are destined to be waited for.

When the tears flow down, I realize that separation is also another kind of understanding.

The air that has been exposed to the rain, the tired sadness, the fairy tales in my memory have slowly melted

I will not use gorgeous words to describe the feelings between you and me.

I want to spend the rest of my life writing about our happiness, and I burst into tears as I write.

Things that go the fastest are always the most beautiful scenery; those that hurt the most are always the truest feelings.

Time has no logic at all. Like the unpredictable butterfly effect.

As the wheels of history roll over, whose heart has not been stained by the ruts of the world of mortals, leaving behind sadness.

Always remember your smiling eyes, your answer will always lack a memory.

Love does not mean happiness, nor does happiness only belong to love.

There are no unchanging promises, only endless lies.

There are two chambers in the heart, one is where the most important self lives, and the other has been abandoned long ago.

The people I thought I would never forget were forgotten in just a moment.

Everyone who says he doesn’t want to fall in love has someone he can’t have in his heart.

It is obviously a memory shared by two people, but only I treasure it.

Happiness means that as long as you hold the right hand, you will not be afraid even if you lose everything.

Taking others too seriously will result in you being nothing in the eyes of others.

Love is like a zipper. Only when two people have experienced stories together can they be unforgettable and never leave.

When you really want to forget someone, that person is already engraved in your heart.

You used your cold fingertips to gently write dependence on my palm.

Some things, as time passes by, the only nostalgia

Some things, as time passes by, the only nostalgia.

The evidence of love can never be taken away, but has been forgotten for a long time.

The lonely melody floats outside the window, and sadness spreads throughout the room

There will always be uncontrollable sadness, so I have learned to hide and disguise

Life is ultimately a deserted ferry , and we are just passers-by

Life is a journey, and love is an indispensable scenery in the journey.

Excessive love is just an obsession. The tighter you hold on, the more you lose

If all sadness is obliterated, then the memories will only be empty and pale< /p>