Sign a short sentence and talk about it.

If you think I am wrong, please tell me. I won't change it anyway. Don't hide your illness.

Second, to be a particularly simple person, you will be happy if you are happy, and embarrassed if you are unhappy. You don't have to be nice to everyone, and they won't give you money.

Third, women should have backbone, either fall in love, get married, or take it seriously, or be arrogant and single, so why use their youth to train other people's husbands so seriously.

Fourth, you are still young. Don't settle for it. There are thousands of possibilities for the rest of your life.

You have no right not to like my lifestyle, but you have the right to deceive yourself.

Seven, put away your cowardice, put on your domineering, no one to help you when you fall, and there are many animals watching your jokes.

Eight, what you like, don't ask others if it looks good. Like is better than all truth, principle does not mean my pleasure!

Nine, life is not long, do what you like, don't expect anyone, love is nothing, getting rich is the most important thing!

Ten, if you like eight points, then leave two points for self-esteem. I love you, but I also need to love myself.

Sentences suitable for personalized signature

Sentences suitable for personalized signature

First, how can we get back the lost years? You once smiled, but you couldn't get rid of it in your memory.

Second, the sky is not old, and love is hard to fight. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Third, on this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. Where is the face going? Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Fourth, sometimes the wind blows the skirt, one monk says the wind moves, another monk says the skirt moves, and I say, it's not the wind, it's the skirt, and the color is moving!

5. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.

6. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Seven, the leaves are silent, the Chinese residual clouds are winding and the clouds are comfortable.

8. Looking back at the desert, the moon is at the head, and the evening breeze does not know how to worry, and there is no words to send love.

Nine, at the end of the song, people are hurt, and parting is like a dream. Looking back at that single building, I'm homesick, too, and my old friend is back.

Ten, thinking about Yi Ruxi River, delicate hands, who will sleep!

Eleven, the past years, should be a beautiful time, a beautiful scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Twelve, that bloody painting, how can it be a little cinnabar between your eyebrows?

Thirteen, a cup of drunk, drunk over a thousand people.

Fourteen, string, China. Those years were like a dream.

Fifteen, the original grass, only flowers. Not with you, not with the wild. There is a long way to go. * * * Spend your life happily and brilliantly.

Sixteen, I wholeheartedly to the moon, the moon light ditch.

Seventeen, worry about Qingyuan charm, is a kind of distant sadness, such as the lonely moon in Wei Yun, can only look at the distant horizon.

Eighteen, heavy rain basin, drowning sadness. What if I miss a river upstream? Happy personality signature

19. Like running water, it's gone forever. Don't leave crying, don't complain about the last sadness.

Twenty, illusory, vast sea of people, once met, you will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?

Twenty-one, the person in the painting is young, and the heart is getting old. Ask the reason, and you will miss the picturesque signature.

Twenty-two, there is a beautiful woman, I don't forget, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy.

Twenty-three, a captivating smile, don't drink three cups, how do you know that Ina Tao Li Xi!

Twenty-four, the beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers are written into the story of acacia.

Twenty-five, a hat, a boat, a foot of silk and an inch of hook. Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch an autumn moon alone.

Twenty-six, if you ask how much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

Twenty-seven, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.

Twenty-eight, flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two leisure.

Twenty-nine, looking at the moon alone, taking pictures, caring, and dreaming.

Thirty, if I meet you again in my life, even if I am lost for a thousand years, I am willing.

Thirty-one, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long.

32. Happiness is too simple, so it is easily broken.

I planted myself in a flowerpot and pretended to be a flower. The city lanes are dark, with short sunshine all day, insufficient rain and turbid air. Only at three o'clock in the middle of the night can we catch a glimpse of the moon sliding silently across the sky. I am a flower that does not open. Before I learned to bloom, I was used to death.

34. If you raise the road dust, if you make the cement muddy, when can we meet in harmony?

35. Things like feelings are difficult to deal with. You can't put them in the refrigerator, thinking that they can be kept for several days and won't go bad.

Thirty-six, enjoy the leisure in the afternoon, the window sill is very quiet, and the ear is surrounded by magnetic melody.

Thirty-seven, when I was young, I was free from madness, and the tears outside were silent. Life is helpless and frivolous.

Standing on the street of a strange city, if I smile, it's me, thinking of you.

Thirty-nine, realize the past, only to suffer. Poetic personality signature.

Forty, ask you why you sleep on your pillow, a pair of mandarin ducks, pity if two people.

Forty-one, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

42. It took me all my luck to meet you in my lifetime.

Forty-three, the sky is not old, the land is not barren, and I will accompany you to watch the moonlight tonight.

Forty-four, people enter the river like the wind, and love enters the river.

Forty-five, look at your shadow. My heart cooled slightly. It's unbearable.

Forty-six, one flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

Forty-seven, with tears in your eyes, I wish I could meet you before marriage.

Forty-eight, people with gray hair are thin, and people with countless wrinkles are vicissitudes. I was tired all my life, and my child died, but I was exhausted and didn't flinch.

Forty-nine, don't be happy with things, don't be sad for yourself.

Fifty, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree. ..

Fifty-one, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon.

Fifty-two, heartbroken red cardamom, the east wind is like a person all night, as if at that time?

Fifty-three, leaving people sad. Think deeply. Fade, sing empty sorrow. Where is the prosperity?

If the wind, if the rain, if the love. Spring breeze turns into rain, summer rain turns into wind, and it's stormy.

Fifty-five, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

56. The bubbles in the sun are colorful, just like I am happy every day.

57, acquaintance, always so beautiful; Breaking up is always elegant.

58. If life is just like the first sight, only Tao is ordinary.

Fifty-nine, tearful eyes asked flowers silently, and red flew over the swing.

Sixty, thin shadow pity autumn waters, you have to pity me, pity you.

Sixty-one, the narrow road meeting in the year of birth will not be spared, and the palm of your hand suddenly grows an entangled curve.

Sixty-two, sleep in the night sky and miss the fate. People go empty and return to leisure. The charm of confusion, are you free? Charming shadows and a heart-shaped porch.

Sixty-three, the moon is bright and the shadow is heavy, and the snow covers the cold pool.

Sixty-four, if you can be happy and stable, who wants to be displaced?

Sixty-five, helpless flowers fall, deja vu Yan Gui.

Sixty-six, a petal, a love letter, a warm heart, a pair of hands you hold.

Sixty-seven, the post station of happiness, you can never close it.

Sixty-eight, the night light cage yarn reflects the fog and enjoys prosperity.

Sixty-nine, the summer of planting sunflowers is a romantic season for you and Russia.

Seventy, can you let me have a dream, such an obsessed dream?

Seventy-one, I traveled all over the country, through the four seasons. I am a sad and helpless prodigal son, crying sadly.

Seventy-two, into my lovesickness door, know my lovesickness, Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short lovesickness is infinite.

Seventy-three, this past year should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Seventy-four, less worry is more worry, autumn clouds travel, light fog and light rain travel.

Seventy-five, love is a song without a name, there is no name left for you in this world.

Seventy-six, the thunder is far away, the rain is small, helping to break the bridge, accompanied by loneliness, past lives, this life is tired, sleepless nights, wine looking at the bright moon, laughing at the prosperity of the world.

Seventy-seven, endless acacia blood tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.

I want to fly with butterflies in the wind, and my thoughts are gone. Thousands of times, the dream is still the same, fishing for lovesickness geese alone.

Seventy-nine, the dream is charming, but it is illusory. Beautiful artistic conception signature.

Eighty, I left gently, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

Youth comes at a price, so give yourself a deadline.

Eighty-two, the night is cold, my thoughts are confused, my heart is broken, and my dreams are shocked.

Eighty-three, whose brave words end every night, whose face is haggard in the prosperous times?

My man: Stand like a pine pavilion and sit like a clock, and be sure to walk like a mountain. My sister protects the elders in Xiao Yi, and her promise will be fulfilled.

Eighty-five, he is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses love.

Love is beautiful, but there are always people who love to destroy their own beauty.

Eighty-seven, a cicada's head flies with a moth eyebrow, smiling and looking forward to it.

This world is not just about getting along, but also about poetry and distance.

Eighty-nine, write our story into a song and sing it softly with deep affection.

Ninety, hand in hand for a lifetime, just want to simply go to the end of life with you.

91. The acacia tree says it misses, and Shiro hates Mandy.

92. Fireworks are as beautiful as you are by my side.

Ninety-three, goose feathers are given thousands of miles, and people are important; Although there are hundreds of duck feet, they are sincere and precious.

94. I am pure: lotus arms are delicate and graceful, and my skirt is swaying slightly in the wind. The moon is ashamed of flowers and light makeup, lying alone in the beautiful flowers.

Ninety-five, the night is hazy and ambiguous, and the song is euphemistic. Beautiful artistic conception signature.

Ninety-six, cardamom, contempt for heartbeat, confused thoughts and painting.

97. Lifelong liberation is a dream, and the lead is fading. It's still young, who is still beautiful?

98, falling into the water and touching flowers, I am so sad today that I dare not look back. Tears cut off feelings, I continue to look forward to, across the two sides. It is always wrong to sigh sadly.

Tell your dream. Stand at the highest place in Paris and look at those little stars.

A hundred years, a moment that should last forever, has come and gone before I know it.

One hundred and one, be there or be square, how can you be ruthless.

102, look up at the bright moon and sleep alone.

One hundred and three, I want you to be lonely and sad, just like a river flowing eastward.

One hundred and four, tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, can't bear to go home? As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

One hundred and fifty, save your body every day, change if you have it, and encourage if you don't.

One hundred and six, flashy life, forget a season. Empty memories disturb the lingering.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, it is true to cherish the present.

At 108, the lanterns are gently shaken upstairs, and string songs are painted in the alley at night.

The word "wild goose" belongs to the moon, and the flowers fall into the water. A kind of lovesickness, there is no sorrow in both places, which cannot be eliminated, in the brow, but in the heart.

One hundred and ten, the sun has no face at sunset, and I can't sleep at night on the Double Ninth Festival. The moon in other places is more round.

May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.

Looking up at the rainbow and holding an umbrella in the rain is my deepest memory of you.

One hundred and thirteen, interpretation of a night encounter, who promiscuous with me; Relive that old dream, who will be drunk with me? Poetic personality signature.

1 14. If I follow the light, the darkness will not be so terrible.

I accompany you through the most beautiful happiness.

One hundred and sixteen, if you are reincarnated several times, just watch it several times under Naihe Bridge.

You know, the world is so lonely, there is no send button pressed, there is no alternation of monsoon, there is no flow of clouds and rain, there is no migration of birds, and there is no goodbye to you.

1 18. Flowers wither and love dies. No more pity, no more hesitation. There is a long way to go. Holding hands for a lifetime, migratory birds fly.

One hundred and nineteen, spiritually: writing new words to solve lovesickness, I don't know how to dance into poetry. In ancient times, there were words of mourning for talented people, but now there are poems of farewell to literati.

One hundred and twenty times, the moon arrives at the willow tip, and people are about after dusk.

12 1, a thousand kinds of love, some need tears to irrigate. Destroyed tenderness will grow back in the end.

122. [☆★☆] Snowflakes need the melting of sunlight, and feelings need the sublimation of two people.

123, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it. It makes people haggard for Iraq.

One hundred and twenty-four, still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

Memories are the most beautiful reunion with the past.

One hundred and twenty-six, there are hundreds of beauties in the world, and the red man Qian Qian, but you are my favorite. Unique symbol of aesthetic artistic conception.

One hundred and twenty-seven, with the fragrance of life, carries our hope.

One hundred and twenty-eight, pity, sit in the front window and invite the moon. You make wine, and sorrow spreads all over the world.

In this strange city, I miss you in the air and breath.

Catch a firefly and light up a lonely piece of paper, which is full of sadness, and the most rhyming thing is my sigh.

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One hundred and thirty-two, the stranger in the sunset leans against the thin horse, the moon tree cries faintly, and the heron in the desert. Patches of red flowers compete with each other outside the garden, deeply locking the wall flowers in the courtyard.

One hundred and thirty-three, playing in the water, ten thousand flowers are like shadows. Water sticks to flowers, but it doesn't mean flowers flow with the east.

134, looking up at the blue sky on Tanabata, magpies both arched the magpie bridge. Does every family know about the autumn moon and endless thoughts?

135. Learning everything, learning everything for a while, learning everything, is the road to success.

One hundred and thirty-six, bright moonlight outside the window, figures in pairs. I am wandering alone, and my heart is in a panic.

137, the day we broke up, I couldn't sleep all night that night.

In the future, I want to be a beautiful woman, not beautiful, but kind.

139. The most beautiful thing in the world is a smile that breaks away from tears.

One hundred and forty, for those who have no self, the man of God is useless, and the saint is nameless.

One hundred and forty-one, the courage to bear, is a moving force; Being brave in making mistakes is a noble character.

One hundred and forty-two, look at the falling flowers all over the sky, dying at the most beautiful moment, who will remember her coming into this world.

One hundred and forty-three, windy and rainy. It's impossible to sign a strange and beautiful poem by Wan Li.

One hundred and forty-four, don't know geometry? In the sunset, sadness turns, but who sings love songs under the tearful moon? Take me to bed.

One hundred and forty-five, I was going to say I'd come back before I respect you, but I didn't say anything about spring.

One hundred and forty-six, people are not fish, how can we understand the sadness of fish. Fish is not a bird, how can we understand the happiness of birds? Birds are not people, how can they understand the absurdity of people? People are not birds, how can we understand the freedom of birds? Birds are not fish, how can we understand the depth of fish? Fish is not a person, how can we understand people's innocence? If you are not me, how can you know me?

147. We can never leave, but we must cherish each other. It is not necessarily icing on the cake, but it must be a timely help; You don't have to contact often, but you must always care!

One hundred and forty-eight, tears sealed, life is only difficult to die.

Inspirational talk about personality signature.

First, there is no need to regret the past. Beauty is wonderful. If it is bad, it is called experience.

Second, if no one gives you shelter from the wind and rain, then learn to face everything by yourself.

Third, don't be discouraged, life will never give up. As long as we move towards the goal, we are moving forward!

4. Parting and reunion are dramas that are constantly staged in life. If you get used to it, you will no longer be sad.

We are miserable people tortured by life, but we are still happy to live.

The most terrible thing for a person is not failure, but not seeing the sunshine in the shadow of failure.

No matter how hard you are hit, please believe that the sun is new every day as long as life is still there.

Eight, sometimes, we should learn to regard disappointment as a kind of harvest, because there is hope, there will be disappointment.

Nine, forgive, but quietly bury regrets; Forgetting is the deepest and most thorough tolerance.

Ten, others can do things for you, but can't feel for you. The road of life depends on yourself.

Eleven, I secretly put loneliness in my pocket, and then told people around me that I was happy and full.

Twelve, if you can't stop the sad tears, then use silence to ensure the final dignity.

Thirteen, every kind of setbacks or unfavorable mutations, are with the same or greater beneficial seeds.

Cry if you want, and laugh happily. Don't be hypocritical because of the hypocrisy of the world.

15. It's a day off. It's useless to let it out. I'm only a teenager. I can't live so tired.

I am an eagle. From the far north, growling at the sky, I want to fly!

It's not that I'm stingy, but I'm using my parents' hard-earned money now. How can I be generous?

No one can bargain with life, so as long as you live, you must work hard.

There is no point in begging me. Don't waste your energy. When you want to come back, I'm gone.

If you can still breathe after failure, don't lose heart and cheer up no matter how hard you suffer.

A small sentence suitable for signature.

1. Life is like fighting landlords. Some people, who were in a group just now, suddenly became enemies.

If yesterday has passed, there will be no tomorrow.

As if nothing had happened, it turned out to be the best revenge Live better for yourself.

No matter how you change, you can't make everyone like you. It's better to be what you want to be.

5. Coming is accidental, and going is inevitable. Take it for granted, let it be. It is natural to become indifferent and lose calm and strive for it.

6. Companionship is the longest confession, and happiness is to find a warm person for a lifetime.

7. Don't let past sadness and fear of the future ruin your present happiness.

8. Sometimes I just want to spend an afternoon facing the sea. Don't talk, empty yourself.

9. Sometimes God doesn't give you what you want, not because you don't deserve it, but because you deserve better.