Appreciate the sad prose of sad breakup.

No longer refuse to bow because of willfulness, and no longer break up easily because of stubbornness. The following is my appreciation of the sad prose of sad parting. I hope you will like our article.

The first part: appreciation of sad prose about breaking up: finally, we broke up and met you. I think this is the most beautiful accident. You said you liked me. I naively thought all this was true. At that moment, I felt that I met the happiest thing, that is, the person I like always likes myself.

I thought we could go on forever, so I especially cherish and care for this relationship. We don't spend much time together. The first time I went to your sister's house, I felt a lot of pressure. Everyone in your family is excellent and strong. At that time, I felt that I had to work harder, let your family think I was excellent first, and then two people worked together to form this family. Maybe my love logic is wrong. I once asked you that our two environments are very different. You

You once said that you have seen many girls and seen a lot of the world. I am the girl you want to cherish most. I had a wonderful evening. You said you loved me. You laughed silly for a long time. With you, I become stupid. In front of you, I became speechless. You always call me? Stupid bear? I like this name very much. Sometimes I think you care about me, but sometimes I don't feel anything. That holiday, you only accompanied me for one day. The next day, I went to my colleague's house. It's late at night. I called you to pick me up. You simply replied that you were not available and mentally sour, but I found myself a reason to convince myself that you must be busy, and then I stayed at my colleague's house for one night.

On May Day, I'll take you to see my boss. You are very talkative and good at acting. You were very brave when you went to my classmate's wedding. You promised to be the host and improvise. You are doing very well. I sent you a message. I'm lucky to meet you. After May Day, I went back to Ningbo from Guangzhou. You called me several times that weekend. I always like to giggle on the phone. You always laugh silly with me. In the evening, I called to tell you my plan. I said I wanted to get married next year, but you were silent. You said the question was too sudden. You should think about it. We didn't talk for long that night. We hung up the phone. I couldn't sleep that night. I thought a lot, but you. The next day, you called me and said that you seldom called me these two months. Something happened to you in the company, and I'm worried about you. Because I understand your role, I told this information to my friend. Their analysis differs from mine. They said you might be lying to me, but I chose 100% to trust you. I send you messages every day and want to help you share some. I can't sleep every night. I always think that no matter how busy and tired you are, you can always find time to send me a message. You know I am worried about you, but you are not. So I'm waiting for you with this insecurity?

Until last Sunday, you called me this afternoon, and we just had a brief chat. You said that you didn't eat breakfast and lunch at the company, and I was very distressed. I want you to finish your work and eat. I woke up that night, saw you online on QQ and sent you a message? Let you go to bed early, take good care of yourself, and don't have breakfast or lunch so late as today? I didn't eat anything, so I went back to sleep, because you seldom replied to my messages on QQ. When I came the next morning, I was surprised that you actually replied to my message on QQ, but the content of the message was unacceptable to me. He fell asleep. Don't worry about him. I'll take care of him, okay? I really want to call you and listen to your explanation, but I don't want to affect your mood in the morning. My work is not in the mood. I've been waiting to talk to you at night, so I sent you a message at noon and we'll talk at night. You just answered simply? Okay？ In the evening, I climbed to the top of the company and called you at the appointed time. I asked you what you wanted to tell me. You didn't say anything, but I spoke first. I asked if someone else was using your QQ, and you said yes. I ask you if you have nothing to explain about this problem. You said you knew what happened, and then you kept silent. I'm waiting for your answer. I can't stand this silence. I said that if you meet someone more suitable, you can tell me that I will leave, but you kept silent. Then you said you were in the office. Call me later and put the phone down. In fact, I know the result, and my tears can't help it. Maybe I've been strong for too long Maybe I have paid too much for this relationship.

Maybe this relationship was originally my own effort, and then you sent me an email. It's ridiculous to watch you write down every reason, don't you think? You have a strong desire to pursue the spiritual world. I don't understand and I can't satisfy you. No one else can do it. You said I was too smart, and too smart a woman was very tired, which made me drag my man very tired. You said you were looking for a soul. I replied to your email and said that after this incident, my heart will be stronger and I will know how to choose and cherish people around me.

It's just that I thought it was a lifelong love and finally broke up.

Appreciation of sad breakup prose Part II: Breaking up after graduation Author: Wu Chuan

When did graduation season become breakup season?

In different love periods, the result of breaking up is different.

Everyone has different ideas and different reasons for breaking up.

Today, I will give you some realistic breakups, and everyone should have some shadows more or less.

I know what it's like to like someone from primary school.

When she was in primary school, she fell in love with a handsome guy with a bad temper, and boys also liked her, on the grounds that only she dared to talk back to him. Because I am young and don't know much, let alone hug, even holding hands is a very shy thing, so I never hold hands.

Boys will take a shortcut home after school every day, and boys' little brothers and sisters will follow from afar. The most romantic thing Xiao remembers is going to school one morning and putting a flower in his desk box. I feel very happy.

Little boy's first love happened in the sixth grade of primary school. She worked hard to get into a good local school. The boy she likes just goes with the flow, and the middle school is promoted to a general teaching school. At that time, there was only a landline at home, and it was not a beautiful place to have a mobile phone. Little boy, I haven't seen the boy he likes all summer, let alone met him. Little boy, counting the time painfully every day. Every afternoon, she will look around on the road where boys often send her home. She fantasized for countless times that the boy would appear there. She really wants to know whether that boy misses himself as much as he misses himself.

When he entered middle school, Xiaoer cut off a long hair, so the boy went out with another girl whose hair was as long as Xiaoer's. Little boy hid in the school bathroom and cried all noon. Little boy doesn't want to go to the school where the boy is. He wants to find out. As a result, I only saw the boy riding a bicycle and taking his girlfriend through the streets romantically.

Xiao B is a girl who studies very well. She began to fall in love in high school, with a boy with good academic performance in her class. Little B is fat and her boyfriend is thin. At that time, falling in love was very simple, that is, looking at your eyes was good for you, regardless of beauty, ugliness, fat and thin family.

Xiao B is my classmate in the class next door, so I don't know her very well.

She and her boyfriend have a very good relationship, so before graduating from senior three, a classmate married them privately on the night when all the other students left.

I was lucky enough to attend and got some candy. They stand at the back of the classroom and we stand in front. There is a wedding March in the music, and everyone is cheering for them. At that time, I didn't know what it was like to have a wedding with someone I liked, so naturally I couldn't tell how happy they were at that time.

After graduation, the students all went to different schools to go to college. I don't have their contact information, but no one talked about their love story at that time. I think it is separated by the distance between schools and the different temptations in schools.

Xiao C is a very special girl I know. She is cheerful and lively, kind-hearted and humorous every day. She always looks the stupidest in the crowd.

There is a boy who is one year older than her in school. At that time, she was still a good girl, afraid of coming home late and skipping classes. The boy laughed at her for being too obedient.

The boy is ugly, but he is very kind to Xiao C. After Xiao C accepted him, he was not shy. Everyone knows that he is her boyfriend. Xiao C just likes his kindness to her. He doesn't dislike that his home is on a remote mountain top, and he wants to marry him after graduation and live a hard life with him.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and everyone thinks he is ugly. Xiao C just thinks he is the most pleasing to the eye. Whoever speaks ill of Xiao C is anxious with him.

In a blink of an eye, the boy faced graduation to find a job. He feels very uncertain about his future. He proposed to break up with Xiao C. Xiao C cried her eyes out and was depressed for several months, and the whole person lost a big circle.

Later, after the boy graduated, he gradually disappeared into the sea of people, and little C never saw him again.

When we were at school, we thought it was easy to see the person we liked.

When we step into the society and find a vast sea of people, we should see the people we love in our hearts, perhaps for a lifetime.

Appreciate the sad prose of breaking up: Dear, let's break up. In a blink of an eye, four years of college will be over. Familiar city, familiar air. The sound of wheels crossing the track gradually blurred and thinned. He returned to his own city.

Although this is his hometown, his heart still stays in this city with four years of memory.

At the moment, his mood is extremely complicated. We hugged yesterday, but today we are thousands of miles away from her. He couldn't help dialing her number.

? Honey, what are you doing?

? I just went out to play with my friends. It was a party. ?

The feeling at the moment is so familiar, but the distance makes him bow his head.

Three years later, he has a stable job. The income is not bad His parents gave him some money to start a family.

? Hello, daughter-in-law, your birthday is coming. I want to give you a big gift?

? What gift? Very cheap. I don't want it. ?

? It's done. Make sure you are satisfied?

When he put down the phone, he was in high spirits, because he could give her a home, and he couldn't help looking like a child when he looked at the receipt of the house payment in his hand. Because of this day, he waited a long time. From the beginning to now, he has planned for seven years.

He got on the train and is now extremely relaxed. Yes, he gave her a birthday present and a home. The sunlight coming through the window is so bright and dazzling. He is lying on the sleeper, ready to go to bed first. He doesn't know how to kill time at the moment. After all, with his extremely excited mood, time slowed down. He was thinking about her surprise when she saw him and her excitement when she saw the gift. His mouth stuck up because everything was planned.

The train slowed down gradually. He tried to suppress his excitement, got off the train and dialed her phone.

? Honey, has the gift I gave you arrived?

There was a silence.

? Actually, honey, I want to say?

? Let's break up. ?

He froze and looked into the distance. Four years of lingering love drama was staged in my mind. Take a deep breath of smoke. He went to the counter and bought a train ticket.

She will never know the gift he gave her.

He has been with her, compromising every quarrel for four years. At the moment, his expression is more firm.