I can't help but pay attention to every news of you.

1. Actually, I also want to be around you and walk with you, but I can only think about it.

2, that night, lonely night, looking back, sighing is not appropriate, listening to a love song, moving is not appropriate, tears streaming down my face, touching my heart!

3. I admit that I am a cheapskate and don't want to see any kindness from you to others.

4, not your dish, don't lift the lid, not your love, don't rely on it.

5. I'm not afraid that you can't cheat me.

6. You'd better stand up. You'd better not tell the world about your pain like a victim.

7. No matter how good the ending is, it seems to be eclipsed without you.

8. No frustration comes with a smile, but some setbacks can be conquered with a smile.

9. There are many blessings! Perfect! Wanfu overlaps with the lucky stars! may you have a happy new year!

sometimes, it's not that the other person doesn't care about you, but that you take the other person too seriously.

11. Keep working hard, and there is no end, just like on the edge of a cliff, you may step on it in one step.

12. Because it is useless to hide, it is better to face it bravely.

13. I can't pretend that I don't care when I clearly love you.

14. If we change our hearts, you will understand and I will understand you. Classic Quotations

15. I can't help but pay attention to your every news. Mood phrases: What you said once made me miss

1. While saving me, I shared a couple's portrait with others. You don't feel sick. 2. Thank you for giving me a wonderful time. I will start a long trip alone with memories.

3, an expression, neither too cold nor too hot, I hope you will understand.

4. After losing you, I'm still myself, aren't I?

5. You are the song in my heart, which always makes me thrilling.

6. You and I agree to be happy with each other! If you are not happy, don't tell!

7. When I'm in a good mood, the rain outside the window becomes so gentle.

8, not stingy, not jealous, just can't understand your ambiguity with her.

9. I used to think that the incomparably prosperous soft time turned out to be a romantic youth.

1. It turns out that all this really can't go back, and my heart has been entangled in whether I can return to pure love.

11. Don't try to save me. Now you are not qualified and I don't love you anymore!

12, can you give me a song time, tightly turn that hug into forever.

13. I can't stop thinking about the past you said.

14. I can entertain myself alone or have a good time.

15. Who knows how much bitterness and joy are hidden in your heart? Talk about the phrase of depression

Talk about the phrase of depression

First, after all, it is already dusk in April, and the weather is beginning to smell warm, and the poplar and green trees are gradually showing a hint of new green. In front of the window, a cherry blossom in the yard is quietly budding, and some of them have bloomed with shallow smiles, pale white and soft powder, which is light and feminine, like a little girl's face.

second, you floated from the sky, sprinkling red beads, as if you were drunk in a dream in a jade pool, with red light around your fingers, so drunk as a picture. Like splashing in a dream, that string of pearls rings, like playing fragrance in a windy and snowy night? It's you, playing the lute in the dream of tea. The fingers are long and deep, like the red fragrance trampling around the bamboo forest. The words, the poems and the paintings are elegant like red fairies, which are painted among the beautiful bamboo forests.

third, the dusk is like smoke, the clouds are full of illusions, and the pink is clear and the maple bell is ringing; Brewmaster, an idle man, gave birth to a poem, and let him have a drink. Ying du bu yi, lonely wind and poetic moon, whether to stay or not, Mei Mei bird; Gardenia blooms with earth and flowers, and autumn pond is cold, rainy and old. The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and the shadows are amazing.

In the fourth season, pear blossoms bloom like snow, flowers are like snow, and snow is like flowers, swaying in the spring breeze; A kind of addicted fragrance, a white tenderness, heart love, memory. Those clean and pure days, though short-lived, are indelible thoughts in the years. The beauty we had together, the helplessness when we were apart, and the sadness and helplessness of watching pear flowers fall leisurely are the coolness precipitated by the inevitable hostility with nature.

fifth, the sunshine has been hidden for too long, and the sound of rain has infiltrated the fine buds. Today, a touch of warm sunshine actually evokes birds and flowers. Good morning, little window. Looking back, the phoenix tree is floating, and the figure of bee has already been reflected in the ocean of flowers and the dew of leaves. Days, the wind is still smiling at the spring breeze, the bees are still pink, and we are still thinking about spring and longing for the tiny childhood. Fine grass and fragrant flowers, warm spring and busy swallow, have grown up.

6. The night is deep, and I am infatuated with each other. It doesn't matter that I can't guess the truth or the world of mortals, but I can't remember who gave me the habit of missing me so much, knowing that it was a phantom, but I have been deeply immersed in it. I really want to get rid of it, but I can't escape from the circle surrounded by melancholy.

7. Deep in the clouds and smoke, the shadows slowly clear and the dreams sway. Drunk to listen to the wind, relieve the rain, pour the night, drunk on the moon. Eyes blurred, like a curved spring rippling, a small orchestral melodious. Infiltrated with beauty, it contains sadness, painted words and engraved memories. Can you write a rainy and affectionate heart sound? Looking back, sighing speechless; Wear Qian Shan, wading through thousands of waters, and crossing Qian Fan; When it's freezing, the pillow is ringing in the sky. A piece of ci fu is like a lotus cup, asking the wind about the wine and drinking all the dust.

Eight, the sweet soul of peach blossom is Taoyuan. fragrance all the way, I am the cinnabar in your heart. The scenery is beautiful, the butterflies are dancing, and the clouds and the moon are holding hands. I am smiling and enjoying the flowers. You come in white, just for these affectionate eyes, even if the sun and the moon change, the vicissitudes of life will never change, and the Peach Blossom Garden will watch for thousands of years. Peach blossoms are charming and smiling, and the sunset glow is drunk. Step on flowers and raise horses to soar, and write poems with deep affection.

nine, all the quiet years are full of agarwood in the fleeting time. At this time, my heart is marked in my eyes and I miss the whole city. I believe that silence and simple Zen can always bloom into a pool of violet, graceful in the brow of the years. In the dream, in the dust, I will walk with you from now on. I have you in my mind, and you are in my eyes and heart. There is no old age, no shortage of days, and I just want to meet

all the time. Ten, a quiet life is the scenery all the way, a Lu Ge. Always in a strange landscape, singing a strange song and having a strange feeling. Looking back once may be a lifetime of mourning and waiting; I believe that everyone is kind and just at heart and knows what is right and wrong. But we often don't have the courage to face our hearts.

in the context of spring, the wind can never solve the flower language. Stranded water shore, full of my waiting, is it because my heart is filled with a miss, my figure will be so lonely, when the breeze is around my shoulders, I don't know who I am talking to. Standing in the broken shadow of time, let the worries in that corner grow gently in a trace of ink stains.

12. As beautiful as a flower, it is no match for the fleeting time. If the heart is a rock, it can't be defeated by clouds and smoke. There are too few people in this world who care for each other, and too many people forget each other in the rivers and lakes. Some people who have deeply loved each other regard morning and evening as everlasting, and a moment as a lifetime of deep love. So I promised, so I hoped to hold your hand and grow old with my son.

XIII. After washing away the lead flower, you will look at the world of mortals. Only when you enter the world of mortals can you understand the world of mortals. People who pass by in a hurry are all people who have no chance; What I missed was a passing sight. Whose flowers fall into whose fingertips, whose sadness dyes whose brow? It has nothing to do with romance, but it has something to do with time. At the place of low eyebrows and lovesickness, a Zen tea is dull and fruitless. When the charm is late, a Sanskrit sound blows away the youth and ignorance; After things have changed, I have learned to feel warm and safe at the corner of the season.

XIV. Life is a gesture. Life is a leaf, green and withered, inevitable; Youth is a flower, which blooms and withers, natural; Career is a game, losing and winning, calm; Feelings are a cup of tea, which is strong and weak, natural; Life is a funnel. You gain and lose, but you are happy.

XV. If I lived in ancient Greece, I would choose to be a businessman, but I would also admire Aristotle's wisdom. If I lived in the Warring States period, I would choose the prosaic sericulture and weaving, but I would also admire Xi Shi's courage to devote myself to the country. If I lived in the era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, I would choose to ride a horse, but I would also envy the stability and peace of the people in the plain.

16. Buddha, you promised me a dream in this life, and I'll listen to you talk about Zen in the afterlife. In this life, I have been exposed to too many earthly fireworks, and I have an unshirkable responsibility. I can't be a determined person, so I resolutely turned to the world of mortals and became a violet in front of the Buddha. I just want to find a cool plum blossom, which will bloom in the coldest winter together. It won't take long, and life will be enough, because I have promised it to the Buddha in the afterlife.

XVII. Give yourself a simple time to bloom silently like a flower, not for the sake of beauty or admiration, but for the sake of beautiful feelings in your heart; Give yourself a river and let the cycle of life come and go. If life is a long journey, please give me the starlight all the way to illuminate this dim long distance. If watching is a spiritual meeting, please give me a promise that will remain unchanged for thousands of years.

18. Alone in the dark, holding a wisp of flowers to brush the folds of the years and forget the sad past; Look, the autumn shadows are bleak and the lonely geese fly south. When the sunset is on the western hills and the path is full of red, listen to the dazzling sound of the fallen leaves. Pick up the wasted time, leave a deep feeling, let the time pass away, and write two lines of poetry in shallow words.

nineteen, never cheat a woman, because we can see through it at a glance. Do you know the biggest difference between men and women in lying? Men lie to make themselves feel better while women lie to make each other feel better. We choose to cheat because we don't want to hurt the people we love deeply. We didn't mean to, but we didn't have the courage to hurt each other, so we hid the real answer.

twenty, apricot blossoms are warm in spring. I really want to go back to my hometown on the day when there are apricot flowers, walk through the narrow alleys, brush my hands against the low walls, look for the agarwood of the years, turn over the pages of the white past, and weave the most beautiful pages of the fleeting years. It is best to have light rain and spring, and apricot flowers float over the low walls.

21st, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are still scattered, Western jackdaw is startled by the habitat, and it is embarrassing to know when the lovesickness will meet. When you enter my lovesick door, you know that I am lovesick and bitter, and that I am lovesick and look back, and that I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I would have been strangers.

Twenty-two, send a song to Jun, don't ask the people to get together at the end of the song. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you. The sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. The fog cleared and I woke up. I finally saw the truth. It was the silence that Qian Fan had spent.

twenty-three, don't wait for a beautiful society to come before you make up your mind to be a beautiful person. Be a hard worker, but don't be busy watering every day and forget to sow for the future. Life is a real kind of existence. Whether you are unwilling to be lonely or willing to be lonely, life is happiness as long as it suits you.

twenty-four, I heard that time flies like wind, and the time under my fingertips is light and graceful. In a person's afternoon, drinking a cup of tea is as beautiful as jade, which is not only a kind of leisure time, but also a beautiful heart. The distance is just as tempting as spring, and the whisper of roses comes. He said that he would miss every day, and that he would miss it from the bottom of his heart and then look around.

twenty-five, it is very important to remain innocent. Don't lose your open mind and childish enthusiasm from beginning to end, and you will naturally have unlimited possibilities. The truth is always ambiguous, but lies can be quickly understood. The best way is to rely on experience without losing innocence. Only in this way can we be worthy of the beauty of the years.

twenty-six, criticizing the spring flowers and autumn fruits, accompanying the morning flowers and picking them up in the evening, and taking invincible steps to see the four seasons of blooming flowers on both sides of the strait, where is your love? Where the heart is, the scenery is there. Maybe it's just a fearless escape, maybe it's a helpless fly, and I'm ashamed to dry my heart just for that out-and-out encounter.

XXVII. A kind of silent attachment to words always grows silently in the heart. Words are the silent bloom of thoughts, silent, but colorful; It is the turbulent throb of ideological trend, which is not shocking but shocking! A deep feeling that blends into the soul, a Mika that drags thoughts around, ups and downs with the breath of life, and beats with the rhythm of life!

The sunshine in August and September shines on the village beside the river, and the bamboo forest in the distance shakes Qiu Guang with the wind and waves; Green and blue dresses, floating in the wind, the setting sun of reeds, folded into old light, urging fishermen to pull their nets; On the other side of the water, there is a wave of light, and at the beginning of the autumn wind, a net falls and plunges into today's sunset. At night, the oil lamp rises, the autumn rain knocks lightly, the smoke and willow in the distance are blurred, the people in the room sigh, and the world is confused.

twenty-nine, in this world, the heart is really wonderful, it can be as big as it is, or as small as it is. A man with a large heart can accommodate everything in the world, even if the sky were to fall and the sun and the moon were dull, he could take it in stride; A person with a small heart, a cold word from others, or a face can make his life the end. Therefore, our hearts can be bigger than emptiness and smaller than dust.

thirty, I stepped on the yellowed and mottled memories to find the lost time; I miss you, my heart is like a blue sea, I write poems with tenderness, and I meet you with ink. Every inch of time is peaceful, from the brow to the heart; The wind blows, the flowers fall, the dust smells, and the time we meet is deeply hidden; I just hope that I won't be forgotten by time, count the fallen flowers in front of my door, write down the green lines one by one, and engrave the years, hoping to accompany you silently.

31. If you are a big tree, cast a shade; If you are a clear spring, you will nourish one side of the land; If you are a grass, add a little green. If you are a flower, decorate a corner of the night sky. If you are a white cloud, dress up as a clear sky. If you are a bee, brew a sweetness; If you are a ray of sunshine, light up all the darkness. If you are a breeze, blow away the dust in the world. If you are a spring breeze, blow the crops in the green fields.

thirty-two, the atrium is silent at night, and there is no trace of fireworks. Those once met, like endless wind, seemed to blow, flying clothes, but empty eyes. I thought that I could be willful once, watch the wind and rain and see the separation. Only when I was opposite to the dust, did I know that all kinds of things were just the watch of clouds and water and the nothingness of flying fog.

thirty-three, tonight, the night is as cool as water and the moon is as light as lotus. Looking at the vast dome, the clouds are ethereal and the stars are bright. Step into the porch window, a cold wind blows, and thin clothes are too cold! In front of the gallery, I gradually realized the Chinese language in the string, and under the moon, yao si was unfamiliar with the mark; At this time, I don't know each other, and I hope that China will shine on you every month! Forgetting the bank of Sichuan, the moon is cold and frosty, the tea is blooming, and where is the flute sound? Skirts are fluttering, and the sleeves are full of ink, lingering in the breeze that blows through the jade and gives birth to cold in the small building < P > Thirty-four, the autumn wind blows the dust.