A sentimental article about a sad life.

A sentimental article about a sad life.

Sometimes, I feel helpless and sad about life. The following is a sad life sentiment article I want to share with you. Welcome to browse.

The first feeling of sad life: my heart is so tired, so tired, so tired. My heart is so lonely. I don't know what my dream is. It's really hard not to pursue it. Growing up and getting old day by day, what do I want? I need answers. I don't want to be so sad. Why do I still have this sad feeling when I am twenty years old?

Time flies, I am just a wave in the long river of history, fleeting, feeling too sad and lonely, no wonder so many people are unwilling to be mediocre. I often imagine my future! What kind of wife will I have, what kind of children will I have, and will there be love? The future is so unpredictable, but now the invisible pressure is squeezing my heart and suffocating me. I often perform on TV, but I didn't expect it to happen to me. It's ridiculous, but it's sad. More and more uncomfortable, more and more tired, I want to cry, but men don't cry, even if I feel uncomfortable, I don't cry. I am an ordinary person, introverted, and because I am a boy, it is impossible to find a man to chat, haha ... Unfortunately, without female friends, men always like to hide everything in their hearts and don't want to make things too clear in front of others. Me, too. I always feel that bearing is the best way, and I don't know in the future. Endure loneliness and wait for the liberation of the soul.

Feeling of Sad Life Part II: I feel so tired. Should I give myself such a big psychological burden? I really feel very tired to be a man. Go to work every day and have no holidays all year round. I can never ask for leave because I can't leave. Because I helped her work wholeheartedly, I never fell in love. No matter what I do, I can't satisfy her. People are really complicated. I try my best to help her every day because I help her because of my family. Why does she bother me every day and make me do this and that? Euphemistically called: I am training you, I am teaching you!

I wonder if she is really teaching me? Or is she selfish? Won't she think of others? I am her sister. I work here every day, and she has someone else's salary of 3 thousand yuan, and I have 2 thousand yuan. I am here because she is my sister and my family. I sell her so many clothes every day. I stand in high heels for six hours every day. Doesn't she feel bad? And said every day that I wasn't there, and I didn't say a word of comfort. I want out. I want to run my own business. But my mother has always said that she really needs someone now, let me help her!

Mom, I know that she and I are both your daughters, and you want us to be fine, but have you ever thought that I can't help her all my life, not to mention that she doesn't think I am helping her? She thinks I took her money and ate her food. Treat her sister as severely as an outsider. I can't tell you. Because I told you, you will always think that I am willful. I'm not sensible. I don't even help my sister. Of course I want to help her, of course I want her to live a good life. But you don't know, even sisters. You still have to do your own thing when you get married. Although I am not married, I want to do my own business, no matter how hard or tired. I will still feel full!

But now, I'm not happy here at all. I don't have any friends. I've never had a partner. I am alone every day, doing everything by myself, eating, sleeping, shopping and climbing mountains. Everything is one person. Whenever I tell her this, she always says: Where do people need friends? When they get married and have children, all those who have no friends are scattered. Is that really the case? But I am a person who can't live without my friends. Friends have always played a very important role in my life. She and I have completely different ideas!

What should I do? I want to quit this year. I want to go out and do my own thing, live my own life and make my own friends next year. What the hell should I do? I'll write it down and tell you. I hope one of you can tell me what to do.

I'm really unhappy.

So tired, so tired!

The third sad life: the heart is very tired. Sometimes my heart is tired, sometimes my body is tired, and sometimes life is like a trip to the end of the world. When you hear such a song when you are lonely, don't hurt me with my love, but you can sing it gently until you can dig out the most vulnerable part that has been hidden in your heart without mercy.

I am thinking that only by knowing how to make love perfect for each other can we truly appreciate the happiness brought by love. It is so simple to know a stranger, although I don't know the ending, but it has already begun;

I know that you can meet countless people in your life, and some of them are just strangers with a nodding acquaintance. I will stay all my life, but no matter how long I have known each other, some people have come and gone, but they are destined to be passers-by.

Why does love always make people completely lose their depth and calmness? My heart can't help running towards her, but I never thought that love actually needs to be handled properly or carefully.

I always try to find a way to determine my place in your heart. I believe that accidental fate may be a lifetime of happiness, but it turns out that too much love brings more pressure to each other.

I deeply understand that love can make people's inner world mature. Maybe in your heart, I'm just a soloist to explain my feelings for you.

I can't dig out the pain hidden in your heart, and I can't live in your heart. I used to think you were my destination, but I'm not a champion.

I'm just a nobody who hasn't been noticed. I need to be loved, cared for and understood. I will accompany me to grow up slowly, otherwise I will be very tired, very tired, very tired.

Sad Life Part IV: A Cai A Cai, a rural girl, is hardworking, kind, handsome, gentle and very easy-going. After all, the girl has something on her mind when she is old. Soon, she fell in love with Hui from the same village. He is handsome and fair-skinned. He looks like a neat boy, but his temperament is a bit lazy and selfish. My parents were against it at that time. I don't mind. She fell in love regardless of other people's eyes.

In the 1980s, love didn't need so many sweet words, vows, a look and a hug.

The wheel of time runs over youth, and their love grows deeper and deeper. Two years later, when it was time to talk about marriage, he said, "Let's get married. I will treat you well in my life." She smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she nodded shyly with tears in her eyes. He was so happy that he wanted to fly and hug her in his arms. She seemed to see the girl named Happiness coming to her, and her joy and warm enthusiasm rippled in her heart, which could not be dispersed for a long time. She is full of illusions about their future, and has pinned her happiness for half her life on the boy in front of her. She feels that the whole world is with him.

The wedding was scheduled for two months later, and she put on a grand and elegant dress (wedding dresses were not popular in the countryside at that time). With the blessing and witness of her parents and relatives, she married him with longing and hope for the future.

A year later, the crystallization of their love was ushered in, and the eldest daughter was born. The joy and happiness of Archie can't be expressed in words.

But fantasy is romantic, but reality is very skinny. The daily necessities of returning to life, taking on the responsibility of being a parent, need to go to work. So Ah Hui found a factory to work, and A Cai took on the responsibility of taking care of her daughter and all the housework. Although the salary is not much, their life is frugal and still adequate.

The days passed so quickly that it was too late to miss many times. At that time, the youth and passion, the better things, the easier it is to disperse. Vicissitudes are wasted trophies, always showing off in front of poor women.

When their little daughter came into the world, he didn't have much joy. He is helpless because he prefers boys to girls and his mother-in-law wants grandchildren. Because of the pressure of production and life, Achai's appearance has become haggard, her body has become bloated, and her feelings for her are also changing imperceptibly. Cai feels very strange. She is more diligent than before and takes care of him more carefully. After working day after day, she suffered from severe low back pain and even had to take three breaks while cooking. She took a lot of Chinese medicine and western medicine, but she didn't get better, and she was a little discouraged. At first, Huihui was considerate, helping her cook medicine and share housework, but after a long time, she became cold and said that she had found a better job in other places and wanted to go out to work. She couldn't beat him and couldn't bear to see him embarrassed, so she agreed.

You know, a man's desire will never be satisfied, and his curiosity about new things is unexpected, not to mention temptation and desire, and he will fall.

Because of his strong communication skills and clever eloquence, he started as a salesman not long after he entered the factory. He took advantage of his work to hook up with a beautiful and charming female agent. Since then, their relationship has been out of control, and they soon live together in his rental house. It may be that he feels guilty about Cai, but it is more a cover-up of his ugly behavior. He deliberately went home twice more to help with the housework as diligently as possible. But she seems to understand something. In the evening, she leaned in his arms and said, "Hui, don't fall in love with other women. You said you would be good to me all your life. " His heart tightened and he gave her a big hug without saying anything.

Since then, the salary he took home has become less and less. When she asked, she blamed the factory for its inefficiency. Helpless, Cai went to look for a job. Although the salary is good, the labor intensity is particularly high. In order to earn more money, she often works the night shift, so she doesn't eat on time. She often goes to work carelessly, so her stomach trouble has come back. Once when she worked overtime, she fainted in the workshop because of stomach trouble and high-intensity work. At this time, he is very much in love in the rental house. You are jealous and I am jealous.

However, there is something in the world called love, which is really fragile to the extreme and can't stand the wind and rain. Her kindness and efforts did not get his sympathy and pity. He handed her the divorce papers. "Let's divorce. I don't want anything, just your signature. " . A word came like a bolt from the blue, and she collapsed to the ground. That night, he slept on the sofa in the outhouse, and she stayed up all night. I can't stop thinking about his proposal. All his vows have turned into jokes, like a thorn in her heart, which made me lose consciousness. How can she be willing to give up when she sees that her hard-working home is so scattered? Her world collapsed. Broken-hearted, for a moment, she thought of suicide, holding a bottle of medicine, but looking at her two sleeping daughters. She cried, crying her eyes out, and her heart was broken.

The next day, after signing, I took my little daughter to work in the provincial capital.

It turns out that love is still a luxury after all, which is beyond our power. Cai's love still lost to life.

Cai has been away for two years, and Hui has been happy for two years. Later, due to the recession in the factory, he was laid off and the woman left. I don't know where Cai got the news. Hui is going to decorate her new house, probably to welcome her back. She was ecstatic and thought that Hui had finally changed her mind. So, she deliberately ran back and stuffed her hard-earned 50 thousand yuan into his hand.

Who knows that fate abandoned her again, the new house was completed, he got married, but the bride was not her. Cui is completely desperate. This time she didn't cry, but she was empty, completely empty.

Later, I heard that she took her little daughter to far away places. ...

Feeling of Sad Life Part 5: Walking in the wind and frost, and at the end of the year in the distance, I feel sad and lonely, but I yearn for a snowy, pure and desolate northern country. A snow, so that visible, or invisible, are all white, leaving no prosperity and desolation. It is what I yearn for and what I am disappointed with. The sky is no longer a blue sky propped up by lush trees, and the land is no longer a green land with lush grass. Walking in the white world, I almost feel tired. After all, I still like the green in spring and summer, the golden in autumn and the snow in winter. I woke up early in this cold winter night, let me sing and sway the dawn time at will. Since then, every night will always leave me enough blank, reading beautiful poems, listening to quiet and beautiful music, and writing a chapter of true feelings. Year after year, tirelessly singing, leaving memories, walking in the wind and frost, far away.

Shuttle through the streets rendered by western festivals, just like I am wandering in the vast wilderness, without boiling and laughing. Perhaps, in silence, you can leave some time for me to think and feel sad in thinking. I clearly know that my writing is a little sad, but after all, it is a personal singing, and it has nothing to do with romance.

In countless nights, the moonlight outside the window is always accompanied by my vicissitudes of life, and my eyes often follow the faint moonlight. Let your fingertips smoke, your eyes weep, your thoughts soar into the sky, and your depression toss and turn. After today, it is another time. Does the person you miss smile in heaven? The years are seamless, cold comes and summer goes, and the appearance of my hometown is my dream. Perhaps only in my native land can I clearly care for that happy and wonderful time. Blue sky, white clouds, grassland, sheep, people who are deeply missed. I miss the sunset and look forward to the dawn and sunrise; Looking forward to the yellow sand, leaving deep concern. ...

The vegetation is ruthless and originated in spring; There is love in the world, keep it in your heart. Hou Feng has my intentions, but in the end I hope to be peaceful and stick to my heart, regardless of indifference and alienation. People ask me, are you so sincere to others? I said, it's just conscience. One is one, and I am ten. In space, I often see some words of chicken soup for the soul, always growling at the world, thinking that those words are just metaphors of negative energy. Scholars all over the world should regard Zen as a relatively complicated and trivial matter. That's what I have to do. Come to think of it, I am an impatient person, advocating benevolence and righteousness, never being moderate, and easy to "offend" people. I was impatient for a while and came out casually, which made people feel ashamed. Later, I often felt deeply ashamed. When I want to read someone, I will read this person with a shudder. This is my strength and my weakness. Indeed, human nature cannot stand scrutiny. ...

Only comfort is the conscience, and you can never get by without it. After all, this is my kind totem. In today's filial piety and loyalty, I have no disobedience; Today, I have no remorse for the condemnation; Today, I have no terrible past. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan Xi, and there are flaws, which are natural.

Pengpengli, don't help yourself straight. As far as prosperity is concerned, I am dust, not white sand in nirvana, but not black with it. I went to Qiu Lai with the spring, floating on violets, falling beside Zen lamps, floating between heaven and earth, and swimming in rivers and seas. Free, free to think, let the west wind blow the old Danfeng and walk with the wind and rock. Whenever my relatives and friends are snowing and freezing, I always give charcoal in the snow between horses and chariots, but this time I am sad in trouble. Finally, I found that I was fighting alone. People who are greedy for money will not care about my helplessness and sadness in debt collection, my despair and helplessness after being cheated, and the hardships in my predicament. Absolutely, I really feel the truth of standing for money and kneeling for debt. I also learned that human feelings are like pieces of paper, and it is painful to turn your back on your brother. After all, this is the past. We have a conscience and an open mind to face some ugliness, which is only an experience at most. I also hope that people around me will give me some spiritual strength, but this is also my disappointment. I can only smile in the face of indifference and nobody cares. On the solstice after winter, I am a tear in the cold winter. I hope it is a pool of spring water after the ice and snow melt.

In the endless winter night, I can feel the shy fragrance of flowers when placing Buddha statues, and the drooping petals are fragrant with winter poems, just like listening to a beautiful movement by Duan Hua. In this empty season, there is no crying of fallen leaves and no sadness of running water. Following the footsteps of time, I didn't stop or hesitate. Open it quietly in my dream, let me forget all the bitterness and confusion, and forget the coldness of the years. I always look at the distance so persistently, where there is my constant yearning. In front of this season, all the warmth and longing are walking. Willing to be a silent watchman, watching the distance, where there are our beautiful stories and our constant yearning; Watch the years, because there is a lasting fragrance of the soul, flowing in every inch of life; Watch the season, because there is our hard work and sweat, desire and growth, green and gold. There is a faint alert heart, whether it is gained or lost, our hearts are never desolate. We cherish life so much and pursue our dreams so persistently.

The sixth sentiment of sad life: since then, I have been exposed to the cold for several days, and my body can't stand it. I always feel sick. Although I know in my heart that it doesn't matter, it's just that this feeling of no spirit is really boring.

Recently, I always dream, always fall asleep, and sometimes I wake up in my dreams. When I woke up, tears were still dripping on my face, but I don't remember what I saw in my dream. I only remember that I met my grandmother in confusion, but I am curious why there is still that man standing behind her, the man who loves me madly but abandons me without asking indiscriminately.

I just turned 20 that year, and it was the flower season. I live with my grandparents, live with them, enjoy the warmest love in the world and live a carefree life.

I just didn't expect why I met that person that summer, and I don't know why he fell in love with me at first sight and chased me all summer. However, now that I think about it, that summer was quite happy.

He is just Shuai Shuai appearing in my life, and just a smile can melt my whole heart.

Perhaps my high cold stimulated him, and from that day on, he was inseparable. No matter how late I work overtime, he stands under the orange street lamp and waits for me with his bicycle tilted.

From time to time, enthusiastic female colleagues will tell him that I will go down immediately. Then he came to tell me and said excitedly, Oh, Ah Wen, your boyfriend is so handsome! I think I want to study Daniel Wu!

I didn't know him well at that time and I didn't know his name. He just followed me after work, and he felt like he was going to die whether he went to work or not.

My arrogance will make him unbearable one day. He said he liked me, very, very much. I really want to refuse in my heart, but I don't know why, I suddenly can't bear to speak. I said, go and see my grandmother. If she agrees, I'm fine with it.

He did meet my grandmother. I don't know why, but they hit it off. My grandmother is very satisfied with him. The sunset that day was different from the beauty of daily life; At home that day, the joy was stronger than usual.

His name is A Cheng, and he is a soldier, not the unemployed prodigal son I imagined. He loves me, and he often mentions it, but I always know later that I can't express my feelings.

When Cheng has a holiday, I am always so busy that I don't even have time to go shopping. Cheng always asks his senior sister to help me buy lipstick and flowered skirts.

So I enjoyed his love for me, just like when I was doing beauty in Shangrao, my heart was always full of joy. I thought I found my own love. I thought we would be like this forever. I thought he would always accompany me to see Qianshan and enjoy the ends of the earth.

A Cheng is going back to the army, so I asked for leave to see him off. I didn't cry like Cheng imagined, and I didn't run after the train like in TV series.

I can only blame myself. I have read A Cheng's letter several times, and my tears are wiped over and over again. He said that from that day on, his eyes were red with tears and his soul was lost. He said that he is a kite in the sky, and I am holding his string. How high he can fly can only be decided by me. I hate myself, why am I so rational after reading it, and only reply to him: I am waiting for you.

After waiting for a long time, I finally received his reply, but it was just a farewell letter. He said he didn't love me anymore, and he paid too much for this relationship and was tired.

I was absent-minded, suffering for a long time, and a person silently suffered invisible pain. Write to him, and only two words are sent to him: agree.

From then on, there was no trace of him in my world. Dig out a pile of letters and photos, throw them into the basin, and watch them turn yellow and black in the flame, and finally turn to ashes. Since then, I have been separated from each other.

Sentiment of Sad Life Article 7: Walking on the road of life in a hurry, the years are silent and the time is traceless. Long life, leisure and bright. In a blink of an eye, what did I leave in a hurry yesterday? Happiness or pain? Helpless or ignorant? My heart is like a wind chime on the windowsill, doing nothing. It's spring breeze and drizzle outside the window, but it's tender inside.

A person misses the past and looks forward to the future. Think about the past, so I spent it. There are crying and laughing; There is love and hate. I was wasted and met shallowness. Vaguely, I am groping my way forward in the comfortable kingdom. Looking up at the starry sky, intoxicated as if flashing; Bow down to the earth, the sky is vast. Those who have loved and loved you are the beautiful marks of the years and the yearning for returning home.

Now, it is another realm, a mature overview and a preview of the past. In this state, a person is still walking alone in the journey of life. Unconsciously, several years have passed.

Day and night, year after year. Everything changes, and the heart is more "displaced". I never know how many years there will be, and I never ask how beautiful the future will be. However, I never gave up looking for the footprints of my life. Dawn is my beginning, however, dusk does not mean my end. The faint crow of the old vine never stopped singing, and the flowing water of the bridge people never stopped. Because I understand the truth of trickle and big stream.

So, so am I today. Even though there are too many troubles and shortcomings, I never want to give up, let alone give up. Although I am a lonely child, I am a Nightcrawler. I don't want to stay or go home, I just want to enrich the process.

Feeling of Sad Life Chapter 8: The passage of time is still this autumn with fallen leaves. I still sat in such a quiet place, holding my head slightly, and the autumn wind blew, sending pieces of leaves covered with Cang Sang away from the branches, then hovering gently and falling quietly. The wind blew, lifted the skirts of passers-by and messed up their hair. Gradually watch them come into sight one by one, and then disappear from the other side of sight one by one. The only things that didn't leave were the waves of wind and endless leaves, and a gazer.

Unconsciously, I picked up a piece, looked at the leaves covered by years in Cang Sang, stroking the traces left by the passage of years, and couldn't help but sigh that time flies. The leaves that were dark green that day have withered and fallen in this autumn wind.

So I like maple trees, like the red leaves falling like rain in late autumn. And I feel that it no longer falls, but blooms.

The wind is blowing, the leaves are falling, and I am watching.

The water of time is still rushing through my fingers. I clenched my hands hard to keep the lost years, but I didn't realize it was over until I opened my hands. But I still hold it like that, just to stop the running water of the years from flowing away so fast.

The night is still deep and heavy, the bustling streets, watching the shuttle cars fly by, dazzling light makes my eyes blurred, dim light pulls my figure long, looking up at the sky, only the star is still hanging high in the endless night sky. And I prefer the starry sky with bright moon. Because the night sky in my hometown is like this, I like it when I get used to it.

The night came again, and it was so quiet. The dreamy season makes so many dreams at night. The place in your dream, are you still there? You never left.

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