What are the 8 1 sentences about sadness?

First, practicing for praise is like trampling on fragrant flowers and beautiful grass.

Second, the remaining 2 1 g soul is the last way for me to love you.

Third, the happiness we once embraced is finally barren.

Fourth, I yearn for freedom, but that is doing nothing and making people look down upon it.

Five, gently say to yourself: Don't cry, because no one cares.

Wandering between forgiveness and despair, the only feeling is injury!

In this world, there are always more people watching your jokes than those who care about you.

I only breathe in your smile. Why are you always crying?

I don't need any souvenirs, because you are my best memory.

I will still believe in love, but I won't believe that love can last forever.

Living a day in vain and doing nothing is like committing theft.

Twelve, you are formatted in your memory, and you will not remember you the next second.

Thirteen, I love the night, because in that hazy shadow, the loneliness of love is looming.

You are the one who loves to play, run and jump, and I can only watch you from a distance.

15. Don't worry about what you can take away, because all you can take away is rubbish.

Sixteen, lonely eyes are silent, when will they be bright and found, hiding in my dark corner.

Seventeen, people who know how to give up, people who really love know how to sacrifice, and happy people know how to be detached!

Eighteen, knowing that your confidences were not addressed to me, I deceived myself and sat in the right position.

Sometimes, we do something wrong because we use emotions when we should use our brains.

Don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes. Every day is new. Have a good life.

21. I will let go of my personality, self-esteem and pursuit because I can't let go of one person.

Twenty-two, it takes only one sentence to destroy a person, but it takes a thousand words to cultivate a person. Please have mercy.

Memory is a shutter full of wind chimes, and there is no trace of tenderness in the aftertaste.

Twenty-four, people can live happily, but we choose complexity, sigh!

Twenty-five, sadness is true, tears are false, there is no cause and effect, and there will be no you and me in a hundred years.

I can't promise to help you solve all your problems, but I promise I won't let you face it alone.

Life is always simple, but we can't help making it complicated.

28. Remember what should be remembered and forget what should be forgotten. Change what can be changed and accept what is unacceptable.

Twenty-nine, have you always been like this, quietly staring at the sunset and the sadness of homelessness?

I am just a humble clown, just waiting for you to clap your hands. Don't remember me after laughing.

Thirty-one, we all take this gorgeous love scene too seriously, so seriously that we have been cheated by ourselves.

Thirty-two, a person's world, sick, a person to carry; Bored, hiding alone; It hurts. I'm alone.

Thirty-three, some people have to spend a lifetime to forget, because there is no beginning, so there is no end.

34. There are difficult roads in the world. I am sorry to build a boat for you. Heartbroken and confused, who pity me, the flowers fall silent and sigh.

Thirty-five years old, I stubbornly refused to give in, but I was only scarred. From then on, there is no longer you in my world.

I'm not wrong, but I have to learn to let go. In that way, let your next happiness come faster.

I really love you. I closed my eyes and thought I could forget, but the tears I shed didn't deceive myself.

Thirty-eight, my beloved has been in a bubble for three years, but I have no choice but to cry. Shame on others, pack up your ambitions and still pursue you.

The camel won't cry because it knows the value of water. I won't cry because I know the hypocrisy of love.

Forty, before I studied Buddhism, everything seemed to be wrong. When studying Buddhism, everything you want to see is smooth.

Forty-one, time is still lonely, leaving a simple figure, hand in hand with loneliness, drifting in this subtle cycle.

Forty-two, the passage of time can make people forget many old things, but the love between them can never be erased.

Forty-three, I know there are many people who like you, and there is no shortage of me But I like very few people, except you.

Forty-four, the input and output of love are never directly proportional, and the wishful sacrifice is often touched by yourself!

Forty-five, that night, I smoked a lot, and the smoke turned into your face. I waved my hand and everything became a thing of the past.

Forty-six, want to say love, afraid of being hurt; Want to fall in love, afraid of heartache; My silence does not mean that I am speechless, and my fantasy does not mean that I am ignorant.

47. Neons are flashing, sad emotions are flooding through the night, and the numb soul seems to be returning to the light.

Forty-eight, in this life, people really only love once, and then even if there is romantic love, it will not hurt the bones again.

49. I don't want to be overwhelmed by mathematics and physics, lose my sense of existence because of my achievements, and become a mechanical and complicated person.

At the age of fifty, I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing away all my memories.

5 1. Some people sleep on the table, some people think she is crying, some people cry on the table, and some people think she is sleeping.

Fifty-two, people either never dream, or dream interesting; People should also learn to be awake, either never awake or interestingly awake.

Fifty-three, there is a kind of love called no chance, not no love but no fate, and there is also a kind of love called fulfillment! To help others, to help yourself.

Don't comfort me when you leave me, and don't look back when you leave. You know that every time you sew, your heart will have a piercing pain.

Fifty-five, we are all kings, and we are full of domineering in our own world. You don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you.

56. I walked into the house in dismay. The tree at the door seems to be scolding me, and the flowers are talking about me. Today, my mood is terrible!

I don't want to die under your tree, because it will bring you trouble, but I can't help myself. Is it wrong to like someone?

Fifty-eight, if there is no waiting for a thousand years, there will be no short meeting in this life, and it may take a thousand years to get together in this life!

59. Remember, will it never disappear? I am guarding a dream as fragile as a bubble. Happiness has just begun, but sadness is already lurking.

60. The death of love will inevitably end in escape. This is my favorite song, which can let anyone see their true self in seemingly calm love.

I used to believe in true love, but now I know that time and distance can be erased. Who will accompany me when I am most sad?

Sixty-two, listening to the rain is not a brisk rustle, but a more substantial crash. The red roof opposite is wet and bright. On this cold rainy night, I lowered my eyes and was silent.

Sixty-three, maybe some people only have their own clearly visible hearts, and no one can tell them clearly. They only use diaries to record the meaning of travel and use time to burn past love.

Sixty-four, tears, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam.

Sixty-five, I am a broken kite flying high. My youth is destined to be short and beautiful, and I don't need anyone to understand and accompany me. I'm doomed to regret losing your life.

Sixty-six, some people care about vagrancy and don't call it vagrancy, some people cry and don't call it sadness, some people cherish feelings and call it love, and some people share happiness and call it happiness. I wish you happiness!

Sixty-seventh, not anywhere we want to go, we can get there. For example, our hearts are always out of reach, even though I have been holding her hand.

Sixty-eight, we are people who have left the plot. Everything takes leaving as the final solution. We are always ready to leave, accept leaving, don't face it, and don't want new pain.

Sixty-nine, if sadness can't be omitted, then at least, please let me firmly remember every tear, and then let me wash away the elements that bring me sadness with all tears, even if there will be scars in my memory!

Seventy, love, emotionally, when you want to conquer each other, you have actually been conquered by the other party to a certain extent. First, the attraction of the other party to you, and then your desire to conquer the other party.

Walking in the bustling market, I only feel that the whole person is cold and lonely, so I refuse. Those good intentions have only one face, but they are stubbornly printed in their hearts, and there is nowhere to hide.

Seventy-two, don't smoke if you can. Don't drink if you can. This is a sign that you don't care about your body. If it's just because of some people, don't be silly. People who love you will not make you sad.

Seventy-three, knowing that you came to me only to make up for the emotional trauma, I can't refuse your gentle eyes. I would rather believe all your lies than tilt my love for you.

Seventy-four, facing, is not necessarily the most sad. Loneliness is not necessarily unhappy. It may not last long to get it. Lose, not necessarily no longer have. Don't love wrongly because of loneliness, and don't be lonely all your life because of wrong love.

Seventy-five, I forgot which day of the year, which month and which wall I carved a face on-Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact we had been swept away silently by the flood.

Are we going to stay in this town every day? Some people say that if we stay in the same place every day, we will regard this place as the whole world. If we are together every day, will I be your whole world?

Seventy-seven, if one day, a person who can't come back disappears, and a person who can't live without leaves doesn't matter. Time will bring you the right person. Before that, all you have to do is take care of yourself.

Seventy-eight, this life, I am wandering on the edge of loneliness, waiting for reincarnation. In fact, I don't need too much. I just want to pick up a fallen leaf and write down my thoughts in this life. Pray that we won't do this. Where will you go in your next life to get rid of this worrying fate!

Seventy-nine, vicissitudes of life have made you and me impure. I didn't know where you were going when we broke up. The past days were sad and bitter, and you and I suffered physical and mental fatigue together. When the wind fades and opens, the day of reunion always comes unexpectedly.

Eighty, I finally became less clever, and I finally began to believe what I didn't believe before. When the storm passed, I still kept my friendship for the rest of my life. After watching all the flowing scenery, I began to like myself, the original myself.

Eighty-one, I can't ask people, I can't understand the world of mortals, and I spend the rest of my life in pain. Time belongs to time, but time cannot stand it. A cup of hot tea, full of vicissitudes, is turbid with many people and things, and it is only after the experience that it has become an indelible feeling.