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Classic short messages comfort upset people, and classic sentences comfort upset people.

Classic short messages comfort upset people, and classic sentences comfort upset people.

I feel that life is so hard and a little breathless.

Watching you disappear in the dark alley, all the promises made yesterday were forgotten, and you said it would never last forever.

The troubles of life are all self-made. It's not that trouble can't be separated from you, but that you can't be separated from it.

Now, I really can't be so chic. I really regret it. I'm really sad. I'm really sad.

In the dead of night, I am alone on the lonely road, smoking a cigarette to ignite loneliness.

Some people are very happy, but they look very upset; Some people should be worried, but they look happy.

Only in the dead of night, accompanied by the moon, can you understand yourself, pour out your feelings alone, pack your troubles into your bags, and smile will always fill your heart.

Poor students think they can get high marks without worry, while poor people think they can get happiness with money. As a result, people with troubles are still hard to get rid of, and unhappy people are still hard to be happy.

If a person's wish can come true, I think depression will definitely let him go. Or a person has no desire at all, just let nature take its course and not necessarily be depressed.

Countless sleepless nights, a restless heart, can't forget some trivial things in life.

Suddenly my mood became irritable and depressed. And this feeling is so strong that it is even suffocating.

How I want to gather a ray of sunshine to make my depressed mood suddenly clear. How I want to meet a breeze and calm my restless heart.

The sages said that if you calm down and don't think about anything, there will be no troubles. The words of sages are like stones thrown into the water, but after hearing a muffled sound of "plop", the troubles of all beings will ripple again and emerge one after another.

Often squeezed by boring air, out of breath. I want to avoid boring air in school and take a deep breath.

It's like watching the moon in the water, shaking the dreamy water, blocking my view and tearing the bright moon to pieces. I don't want to look at it like this, and I don't want to be so sad. The air becomes boring and the mood becomes heavy. I hate boring air and watching the moon in the water.

It's like watching flowers in the house and breathing boring air through the window. I really want to open the window and take a deep breath, but there is nothing I can do. I am bored. I hate the boring air and flowers in the room.

After being sensible, I gradually had some inexplicable feelings, many vacant days, a lot of helplessness and sadness. Over time, I experienced all kinds of things and gradually realized that such a mood is trouble.

Trouble, like sandstorm, like rainstorm, like bullets, rushed at me at random.

Worry is always the bad luck of those who seek happiness.

Cut off three thousand troublesome threads, can I forget all the suffering?