Learn to love your own sentences.

1. Who is a passer-by in whose life? Who is the wheel in whose life? The dust of past lives, the wind of this life, endless sadness and resentment. In the end, nobody is anybody.

Second, I have been working hard for so many years, but I feel bad about myself in my life.

I've seen you somewhere. At the beginning of life, everyone has a period of time, with nothing to miss, only uncontrollable dreams, nothing to rely on, only their own health, no place to go, just wandering around.

Fourth, we have been practicing smiling and finally become people who dare not cry.

5. You cried. Tears are your own. No one can feel your pain.

I thought covering my heart would stop the pain. I thought it wouldn't cry if I blindfolded it.

Seven, and so on, there are really big events in life, such as birth and death, and you will know that the previous sadness is bullshit!

I like to see you jealous, because I know you are doing it for me.

Nine, some things can't stand it anymore.

Ten, tears flow down to know that separation is another kind of understanding.

Eleven, when no one is distressed, they feel sorry for themselves. When no one loves them, they love the flaming mountain that they can't cross.

Twelve, the winter night is still so sad and beautiful without a trace of residual beauty.

Thirteen, learn to care about her feelings.

Later, I learned that people who really want to leave are so stingy and even think that saying goodbye is a waste of time.

If the whole world betrays you, I will betray the whole world for you.

Sixteen, she felt sorry for my poor health, and I had to cook by myself when I was busy with work.

Seventeen, so you've been playing with me like a puppet.

Eighteen, the in the mind sour, love them.

19. I will feel distressed and please feel distressed for yourself, okay?

Twenty, the two most helpless things are inexplicable loneliness and hopeless love.

I am just a passer-by. I remember everything you said, but you forgot me.

Twenty-two, people are pretending to be brave and crying to surrender. Accustomed to a person listening to sad melody, accustomed to a person silently reading sad words. Quiet nights make people want to cry a little. Life is so pale that people feel a little weak. The reality is so cruel, a little sad. It feels so clear, a little hypocritical.

Twenty-three, it may be too lonely and desperate to seize the company, but this company is too bad. I feel a little sorry for myself every time. I really want to black my mother, but I think black hurts.

One of the most tacit things we do is that I don't contact you and you don't contact me. Finally, we are really strangers.

Twenty-five, a person's greatest weakness is not selfish, savage, willful, but paranoid love for someone who doesn't love himself.

Twenty-six, the lost years have vicissitudes, and the wandering footsteps are guilty of inner imperfections and defects in life.

Twenty-seven, you say you love me, you say you don't love me. How dare I miss anything?

Twenty-eight, suddenly I feel bad about myself, and I have been comforting myself in my heart. When you are in a bad mood, close your eyes and tell yourself that this is an illusion. If you don't feel sorry for yourself, who will pity you?

Twenty-nine, many things in life are not ignorance but helplessness. In fact, people want to be happy all their lives. Those who can't figure out the headache and the distress are better off ignoring them. Remember, when no one is distressed, they are distressed by themselves; Love yourself when no one loves you. The road of life is your own choice, even if it is difficult, you must be strong. People rest when they are tired; Silence when the heart is tired; Laugh when you are happy, and laugh when you are unhappy. I'd rather let people see you live mercilessly than pitifully. Because people who watch your jokes will always be more than those who care about you!

When I pestered you and hit you, you ignored me. Now you have no one to love and miss me. I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore.

Thirty-one, a lot of things really leave when they leave, such as the missed last bus, such as you.

I didn't give up on you, but I finally let myself go. Really, really can't go back.

33. The saddest love in this world is to hug while knowing that you can't die.

People who care about me will naturally come to me. Is it true?/You don't say.

Thirty-five, it doesn't matter whether people are stupid or not, just keep it simple. If you are too smart, too clear and too clear, you will be sad, tired and bitter, only yourself.

Thirty-six, lovelorn girls should daydream more and live like a little princess. Only you can feel sorry for yourself at this time.

Thirty-seven, just put your heart in the freezer and never let it get hot again. No big deal.

Thirty-eight, I once thought that the promises we made could really be as the book said, but now I have forgotten all the sentimental sentences. The good times in Wan Ru are fleeting.

Doing the same radio practice every day will make you worry. Why not like the same person every day?

Do you know how I felt when you left me alone in a dark alley?

Looking at the back of your departure, I told myself to be strong and not to cry, because I love you and I understand you.

Forty-two, being forgotten by you turned out to be very simple.

43. The past is the past. Missed is missed. What are you still struggling with? What can't you let go? No one else will care about you. You only care about yourself. They say that time will forget everything, but everything is your own decision.