Complete works of beautiful sentences: Walking through the same street and returning to two worlds.

1, how many times and how many times, memories have painted life into a circle, and we can't get rid of it after turning around in the same place countless times. I have always wanted to go back to the place where I first met. If I can choose again, I think I can love more simply.

I can listen to your story with a smile, but I really can't afford to listen to your relationship with a smile.

3. Life is like a mountain. What matters is not its height, but its beauty. Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.

I have no feelings for him and I don't love her anymore. Why is this happening? It turns out that our love lost to time.

5, maternal love is a ray of sunshine, so that your soul can feel warm as spring even in the cold winter; Motherly love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings clear even if they are covered with the dust of years.

6. Love is a lamp that illuminates the distance ahead in the dark; Love is a poem that warms the longing heart in the cold; Love is the wind in summer, the sun in winter, the rain in spring and the fruit in autumn.

7. Some people say that youth seems to be a pure epiphyllum, and it is too late to exaggerate, to think, or even to make up for shortcomings and defects, so I thank you in a hurry.

8. If love is just passing by, why come here?

9. Take the same street and return to two worlds.

10, there is a kind of love, obviously deep love, but I can't say it; There is a kind of love that obviously wants to give up, but can't give up; There is a kind of love that you know is suffering, but you can't let go; There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way out, but the heart can't be redeemed.

1 1. Want to take a bath? Don't wait for rain outside; Want to succeed? Don't wait for the opportunity to come.

12, if. All wounds can heal. If. All sincerity can be exchanged for real meaning. If. All beliefs can be adhered to. If. All emotions can be perfect. If. We can also meet in a city. Simple smile. Slightly happy. A wanton hug. That would be great. But it's really just if.

13, I let you go not because I don't love you, but because I love you too much.

14. Hearing a name and remembering one thing makes the city quiet and makes people tremble.

15, because of love, homeless people can return home; Because of love, a tired soul can be full of vitality as always. Longing for love is like starlight longing for each other to shine; Longing for love is like the song of the century, longing to be sung forever.

Qq talks about sadness: Go along the same street and return to two worlds.

First, you can't be friends after breaking up because it hurts each other. We can't be enemies. Because of our deep love for each other, we became the most familiar strangers.

Second, don't give up what belongs to you; What has been lost is left as a memory.

Mine is mine after all. I am your passer-by after all. You never loved me. Nothing is destined to happen between you and me. No matter how I cross, no matter how I want to get close to you, you will still leave me. I miss you so much. I miss you so much. I really want to see you.

Fourth, all human sufferings are essentially anger at their own incompetence.

Children associated with words will never be happy. Their happiness is like naughty children, wandering to the skylight, but still refusing to come back.

6. Some people become indispensable after going through something.

Seven, once thought, will not be defeated by loneliness. In a person's dream, you know that loneliness is an addiction and you can't quit.

Eight, if you can't get it, you will never suffer from loss, you don't need to pursue a beautiful back, and you don't have to care about the disappearance of love. There is nothing wrong with a person's paradise.

Nine, who really takes who seriously, who is distressed for whom.

10. I always stare at the sunrise, and I am homeless and sad at sunset.

If one day, I don't like you anymore, will my life be as decadent as before ... I don't want to live like that anymore, so please, at least like me before I give up on you ...

No matter how gorgeous the fireworks are, they can't escape the ending of ashes.

Thirteen, our life has too much helplessness, we can't change it, and we can't change it. To make matters worse, we have lost the idea of change. ...

Fourteen, the world is always so imperfect, you have to lose what you want.

Fifteen, when you have nothing to lose, it is the time when you start to get it.

Sixteen, we are like needles on the surface, turning and turning, while watching time leave in a hurry, but there is nothing we can do.

Seventeen, life is endless, and loneliness is endless. Loneliness is the eternal theme of love. I am alone with my shadow. It said it had something to say to me. It says it misses you very much. It turns out that my shadow and I are thinking about you.

18. If the memory becomes fragments, it is because it is full of heartache.

Nineteen, this is a popular parting world, but we are not good at saying goodbye.

Twenty, take the same street and return to two worlds.

2 1. Happiness has no tomorrow, no yesterday, only now. All those beautiful things, finally, an old photo in the corner became a memory. But the most terrible thing is to give up your rights for fear of losing them. Unconsciously, I suddenly have a feeling that I can't love, not love. But I heard disappointment from those words, so I convinced myself to get used to being alone and walk silently. It's not that I don't want to love, but that I won't love.

22. Is giving up really another kind of love? Is giving up really another kind of happiness? To be exact, giving up is another way to have! I quit awkwardly, which is not great, but because between letting go and not letting go, I understand that feelings can't be forced, and I can't come. Even if I insist, what is it? It's a scar, it's pain!

Twenty-three, perhaps in many people's hearts, the people together only account for a small piece, that is just love, not love.

Twenty-four, in fact, it is quite simple to forget someone: don't meet, don't be mean.

Twenty-five, love is not precious until it is separated. Many people don't know how to cherish what they have until they lose it. In fact, what they are most familiar with is the most precious.

There is nothing wrong with liking someone, but liking someone who doesn't like yourself.

Twenty-seven, life is just a few decades, don't leave any regrets for yourself, laugh happily, cry if you want, love when you should love, and it doesn't make any sense to suppress yourself. There are two kinds of anguish in life, one is that the desire is not satisfied, and the other is that the desire is satisfied.

Loving you is not a game, tears are not an act, and instant happiness is not beautiful.

Twenty-nine, suffering, not caring, but caring and not responding. If you care about him, he doesn't care about you. The bitter thing is that there is no concern about returning to China. He cares about another person. A day later, the figure I once attached to has gone, but we will never.

Thirty, miss a period of palmprint, hide in a certain time, a certain place, miss a person who is in the way and makes us worry.

Aesthetic personality, take the same street and return to two worlds.

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Unconsciously, I have begun to miss my love, and now I am wandering around. Once beautiful and once helpless, now it has become a painful and sweet dependence. Suddenly I realized that I had loved, and never say goodbye finally realized that I couldn't say goodbye. The memory you gave me will always be there …

The most painful thing in the world is to fall in love with someone who is infatuated with others.

Loving him may be just a stubbornness when I was a child. I don't know, but I believe time will tell.

She doesn't understand that her escape from me is the biggest harm to me!

How long have you been waiting? You turn left, I turn right.

I also learned to pretend to you, neither too cold nor too hot, neither too salty nor too light, and smile mercilessly. I won't shed those cheap tears again. Then listen to you whisper, "You've changed."

It takes a long time, and there is no retreat, only to know that what I abandoned myself will never be met again in the future.

On the way home, I cried and my tears collapsed again. I can't do anything to walk like this, and I dare not be proud and extravagant anymore. What else can I say? What else can I do? I hope you can hear me, because I love you and I let you go.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, forever, gorgeous youth is broken. Whose pencil drew a young oath on white paper, but before you turned around, you were in tears on the playground in the sun. Your smiling face is like yesterday. You can only miss the time, but you forget to say goodbye. Once upon a time, on that rainy day that you can't remember, the temperature was far away from your fingertips.

It will always be my own stage, I am spinning alone, she is just a passer-by in the stands …

The departure of leaves is not the call of the wind, but the abandonment of trees.

One day you can come to my mind, and you will see that there are all the sorrows you have given.

You never look back at me, but I always smile at you.

The spoony party is doomed to be hurt the most, and spoony has been empty since ancient times.

Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always think of your loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.

Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like to talk anymore, but I dare not look at the sky again when I talk.

If I have magic, I want to be a butterfly lost in the flowers, but that flower must be you.

Slowly, I forgot your face, slowly, I forgot that you were in my world. . . . .

That kind of friend who looks at each other is enough, the world is gone,

Countless roses, but you can't find a fragrance you love. ...

After I left you, I went on my own. I just pushed hard, but I didn't know where the end point was.

I have heard this song countless times, just because you like it. . . .

I really want to travel to London to see the sky, the clouds, the Thames and the people there.

You are the rainbow in my heart, and every day with you is colorful.

I looked for you in the gap of time, but I was disappointed again and again.

Everyone has a period of sadness, trying to hide shattered glass.

You are like sunshine, shining into the gloomy place in my heart and stinging my sadness.

We walked on our respective paths in a hurry, without stopping, and inadvertently met at a certain intersection, so we said hello gently, exchanged a few commonplaces lightly, and then waved goodbye.

When the rain quietly covered the tears, the memories began to fade away in my heart.

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

Youth comes once in a lifetime, the purpose is just to listen to the voice of flowers, see the silence of flowers, and then leave.

Like a gust of wind, it blows away the memory of spring. When all love can't be shut up, it sinks into the bottom of my heart, overflows into a Wang Yang, and only two tears come out.

There are no fairy tales in this world, so you are not a prince and I will not be your princess. ...

I used to think that the star that belonged to me would not fall, but when it did, I found that there was really no eternity in the world.

Only fools are sad. I am a fool, so I am very sad. ...

Take the same street and return to two worlds.

Butterflies are drunk for flowers, but flowers fly with the wind, flowers dance and cry, flowers cry and petals fly, flowers bloom for whom to thank, and flowers thank for whom to grieve.

What I once thought I was obsessed with was forgotten in the process of obsession.

A kind word about Daquan: Take the same street and return to two worlds.

1, how many times and how many times, memories have painted life into a circle, and we can't get rid of it after turning around in the same place countless times. I have always wanted to go back to the place where I first met. If I can choose again, I think I can love more simply.

I can listen to your story with a smile, but I really can't afford to listen to your relationship with a smile.

3. Life is like a mountain. What matters is not its height, but its beauty. Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.

I have no feelings for him and I don't love her anymore. Why is this happening? It turns out that our love lost to time.

5, maternal love is a ray of sunshine, so that your soul can feel warm as spring even in the cold winter; Motherly love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings clear even if they are covered with the dust of years.

6. Love is a lamp that illuminates the distance ahead in the dark; Love is a poem that warms the longing heart in the cold; Love is the wind in summer, the sun in winter, the rain in spring and the fruit in autumn.

7. Some people say that youth seems to be a pure epiphyllum, and it is too late to exaggerate, to think, or even to make up for shortcomings and defects, so I thank you in a hurry.

8. If love is just passing by, why come here?

9. Take the same street and return to two worlds.

10, there is a kind of love, obviously deep love, but I can't say it; There is a kind of love that obviously wants to give up, but can't give up; There is a kind of love that you know is suffering, but you can't let go; There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way out, but the heart can't be redeemed.

1 1. Want to take a bath? Don't wait for rain outside; Want to succeed? Don't wait for the opportunity to come.

12, if. All wounds can heal. If. All sincerity can be exchanged for real meaning. If. All beliefs can be adhered to. If. All emotions can be perfect. If. We can also meet in a city. Simple smile. Slightly happy. A wanton hug. That would be great. But it's really just if.

13, I let you go not because I don't love you, but because I love you too much.

14. Hearing a name and remembering one thing makes the city quiet and makes people tremble.

15, because of love, homeless people can return home; Because of love, a tired soul can be full of vitality as always. Longing for love is like starlight longing for each other to shine; Longing for love is like the song of the century, longing to be sung forever.