Missed fate, missed you.

Missed the fate and missed you

Sentiment Selection 1:

Missed the fate and missed you

There are some things that we still don't know until now. If you love seriously, you just can't get it

I met you by accident.

It was a spring afternoon, and I got your call. I knew it wasn't me you were looking for, and I was embarrassed to hear you say, I'm sorry. It's funny to think about it. I can only resist saying that it's nothing. At night, I was lying in bed watching TV, and my cell phone rang again. I pressed the understanding key, but your voice is as clear as * * *. Hello. I asked, what can I do for you? After listening to my echo, you said, nothing, just curious, your phone number is only one word away from my brothers and sisters. I said, it's normal. So, you started our first conversation with me. You told me that your home is in the space city of Xiaogan 6 factory.

the next morning, after breakfast, I was about to go to work when the message on my mobile phone rang. Open it. It's your message. You said you slept well yesterday. I'll get back to you. Me too. Every time after work, I found five messages about you. So I replied to you one by one. Next, * * * constantly, your message is like the evening breeze blowing my heart window, warm and pleasant. The mobile phone is full of information about you and me. We stayed together at night, and we forgot to sleep. Talk about life, talk about life; Talk to you about ideals and emotions. Have a voice communication with you, and the words spit each other's hearts; With you, heart to heart. You and I always talk endlessly, and listen patiently in silence.

vaguely, I found a flower blooming quietly. I also found that every day is a kind of thinking, turning back and forth in my heart. Looking forward to your information is something I do every day except work. The warmth of the information made me feel an inexplicable feeling for you.

that day, you called and said that you were selling electrical appliances in a shopping mall in Xiaochang and wanted to see me. At that time, I agreed happily. Fortunately, the journey is not far, and it will take 2 minutes. The first time I saw you in the mall, you were handsome and bright. It turns out that in reality you can talk quite well, and I only want to be your audience. Because you were busy, I went home after lunch.

when you are with me, my heart dances with my heart and moves with the wind. Every time on the phone, listening to your earnest concern, a tender feeling ripples in the depths of the heart.

In our hearts, feelings begin to breed and grow wildly. Thanks to fate, let me meet you, thanks to life, let me walk happily with your hands. In the misty and rainy night, let's look for each other's most practical feelings and tread lightly on the soul, which is the unforgettable emotion. . . . .

although we met several times in the future, we got together less and left more. Along the way, how many songs and laughter left us. After you left, only my foolish hope was left. Without you, missing is the only scene in front of my window, and watching you is a habit. Love dances with the heart and the heart moves with the wind. It is lonely to start writing melancholy, but it is lonely to start writing. An inexplicable loneliness that cannot be dissolved. How I want to tell you that you have always been my miracle. (Funny couplet)

Shortly after summer, you said you were going to a city in the south. I'm at a loss. I don't know how long you'll be here. I will never forget the appearance of your tearful eyes. After I gently wipe them off for you, I want you to promise me to come back early, and you nod. When your figure disappeared in the distance, how did you know that I was already full of tears?

in the days that followed, you said that you had a good time there. I listened. I'm very pleased. Contact never stops, rain or shine. On every phone call, I pour out endless thoughts. The distant distance has not changed the distance between our hearts. I can still feel your warm breath at all times. Listen to the whispers of the heart and comfort each other. It is because of the sincere gaze that I become stronger. Just where you walked, I planted sunshine and pleasure for you, and let that love spread gently, fragrance all the way.

but I never thought, one day, you told me that we don't have to see each other anymore. At that time, I vaguely felt that there was an ominous sign. After my repeated requests, you told the truth. You said that your heart is on another person at the moment. In a flash, the feeling of heartbreaking came to me, which was the taste of heartache. I, how can I firmly believe in you in front of me, and how can I understand your change? My heart is empty, and when the night overflows my heart, the pain wraps me tightly again. Silent tears, condensed into transparent ice by the cold that can't be driven away from my heart, make me afraid to touch it easily. Did I meet you by mistake, or did I take the wrong intersection? .

I believe in love, but I don't believe in feelings. Love is instantaneous beauty, and love is eternal pain. In this reincarnation of meeting, you are a bunch of flowers, which only bloomed for me for a season on the roadside I passed. You walk by like this, behind you are the years that the sun can't kiss, since you stretch out your hands. If you can't hold your innocence, how can you write this feeling into a complete fairy tale?

I missed the fate, I missed you, I couldn't go to your place forever, and we were scattered all over the world. If we meet again, I will tell you gently that I have been to your world. Listen to the sound when the wind blows on the window, which used to be an echo of joy.

Sentiment Selection 2:

Missed the fate, missed your

beautiful scenery, thousands of customs, and who to tell? Only you, always in your heart.

there is a breeze and a bright moon, and the neon lights are flashing, and the heart is full of dreams. The song is not over, the feelings are not over, and the heart is hard to forget.

Time is like the light footsteps of a girl in spring, always slipping away from us inadvertently. Graceful posture, graceful amorous feelings, eyes looking around, unwilling to stay for a moment. (wechat name)

years, like poetry, like songs, like running water, have faded away from missing, attached to, * * *, crazy. Years, sad for not getting, years, also shed tears for losing.

a petal, a touch of red dust, a drop of vermilion tears, dyed with ink, acacia becomes a grave.

Do you know how to shed tears when sand is blown into your eyes and you can't rub it out? Do you never understand the darkness of night during the day?

don't get drunk in the middle of the night, don't wander in the middle of the night, and don't indulge yourself easily every day without you.

Even if I drink Meng Po Tang for 1 times and 1, times, I will find you and embrace you to watch the grass grow and the warblers fly, the tide comes and goes, and the clouds rise and fall.

How many endings are scattered with the wind, and how many expectations are engraved in the stone. You and I are in harmony, made in heaven, doomed to meet, stupid, etc., even if there is love waiting for thousands of years.

I only heard love and hate settling in my breath. I bent my head and tried to get out of your world, only to find that the more I broke free, the more tired and painful I was entangled. Through spring, through tomorrow, day by day, year after year, the heart that loves you will never change. Who says that life is only hard, and I have you on my way, even if there will be countless pains, it is always a different kind of pleasure in my heart.

Everyone in life has unforgettable people. Missing will pass through the soul like fine sand. The truer you love, the deeper you hurt. Knowing that we can say goodbye and meet again, we can only look forward to tomorrow. We can only bury our love in the sand and on the hills.

People come and go in the street, and there is a constant stream. Why can't you see your stalwart figure? Why did God create things to trick people? Since then, I haven't heard from you. How I want to go back to our yesterday, share joys and sorrows with each other, cherish and love each other. Now, I don't want to believe that we have no tomorrow, let the tears spread on the pillow, and miss the fate and miss you. Your tenderness has always appeared in my dreams at this moment, right and wrong, laughter and tears, and now, they have all become floating memories.

make a pot of rose tea, enjoy it, drink a glass of wine, sing a song about the moon, the geometry of life, and the flow of life can't be retained by you and me. Bravely pay for love, never care about failure, even if my life is lonely. (Eight Mentality)

Looking back, I am satisfied with right and wrong, and it doesn't matter whether I laugh or cry. Even with ups and downs, let me turn my dreams into songs, poems and beautiful essays, as long as I don't waste my life.

I missed the fate and you.

sentiment selection 3:

I missed the fate and missed you

I walked quietly in the fleeting time, only music was my companion, and only words could comfort this increasingly cool heart. Accustomed to this endless loneliness, gradually peaceful, no longer recall the bitter and happy past, no longer expect the bright past like summer flowers. In the dull fleeting time, I feel quietly. If all wounds will scab, then I won't be heartbroken or die of heart; If time can take away those cold and thin memories, then can I look down on the autumn moon and spring breeze, and the days will be calm and quiet!

windy years come and go in a hurry. The river thawed and ushered in another spring. And I am like that pool of stagnant water, the breeze can't blow a ripple, and it gradually decays and decays in the fleeting time. If the heart dies, all the flowers will lose their former colors, and all the flowers will be gone. Feelings and enmities have turned into a little smile, and confusion is a drop of tears, buried in those years that have dissipated with the wind. The world of mortals is broken, what is the soul dream? Only this wet heart remains, and it is already asleep. Profit and loss go back and forth, so is life. Time is drifting away, making my heart desolate. Many previously believed and adhered to are ruthlessly diluted and then broken in the years like water!

the years are like the sand between your fingers. The more you try to grasp them, the faster they pass. Seeing the passage, the heart-wrenching pain is burning. But I can only let it slip through my fingers and do nothing. In the past, I stubbornly wanted to catch something, youth, dreams or feelings. Time flies without trace, sweeping everything. Gradually understand that the flashy 3 thousand was originally just a quicksand, no matter how hard you work, you can't keep it. The yellow sand all over the sky gradually blurred the scenery, only to see a vast expanse of heaven and earth. Eyes narrowed into a line, looking at this complicated but barren world coldly. What is the explanation of love words? In the world of mortals, there is no figure that can warm my heart, as if it were deserted. My eyes wander in the distant sky, and I can't find a fulcrum. My heart is horribly empty. The left hand is empty, and it is even thinner in this cool breeze. It's still so cold with a pocket!

in such a bleak situation, I can't help but drift off. Oath is like the sand between your fingers, which is blown away by the cold wind in a flash; Feelings are like the sand between your fingers, which will eventually perish, so let it go; Pleasure is like the sand between your fingers, but you can't reach it when you see it; Time is like sand between your fingers. Who knows what will happen in the next second? If pleasure, like the sand between your fingers, will be swept away by the years, then will the pain eventually dissipate? I don't know, however, that you are a drop of cinnabar condensed in my heart, not quicksand between my fingers, which can't be weathered as time goes by. Prosperity fades away, times have changed, what else can't let go? Yesterday was like fireworks, youth was like epiphyllum, and elegance was like quicksand, which slowly passed away and aged for a while!