Describe the sadness of being abandoned.

People's life is not long, and they are often chosen or abandoned again and again. So we should cherish this opportunity. So, do you know what to use to describe the sadness of being abandoned?

I haven't forgotten anything, but some things are only suitable for collection. Can't say, can't think, but can't forget.

May you be a scum, take all the blame and live a happy life, instead of crying in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, and being a good person in pain.

I dare not like anyone again, for fear of loving too deeply and hurting myself; I dare not be liked by anyone again. I'm afraid I'll take it seriously and suffer.

Don't make people who love you sad. Things can be mended when they are broken, and clothes can be mended when they are broken. Once the heart is cold, it is not hot.

Breaking is not the most cruel thing, but the most cruel thing is: stepping on these fragments, pretending that there is no pain, stubbornly looking for every small fragment, hoping to recover.

Good days bring you happiness, and dark days bring you experience. So don't regret any day in your life.

It doesn't matter if you are lonely. As long as you can love someone from the heart, life will be saved. Even if you can't live with him.

There is no reason to like someone. As long as he can be with the person he loves, it is worthwhile for him to pay without regrets.

There will always be hard times to make you doubt yourself, but when you experience more, you will find that this is just the normal state of life.

The long world of mortals, stormy life, different people accompanied me for a period of time, met by fate, had no chance to disperse, and all became passers-by.

From then on, I met Qingshan, met Wu Bai, tasted the ups and downs of this world alone, but never saw you again.

See the person you like, do what you want to do, and regard these as the last willfulness in youth.

The cruelest novel I have ever read is the chat record between you and me, and the best love story I have ever heard is the hug you gave me when you shed tears.

After Your World, I like being serious and timid. I was your friend from the beginning, but I didn't expect to be your friend from beginning to end.

Sometimes, we want to laugh, but we have to pretend to be sad; Sometimes, we want to cry, but we have to squeeze out a stiff smile.

The clouds on your face are so light that no one knows how tight your teeth are. You smile mercilessly, and no one knows that you can only cry silently.

Wait a little longer. I've saved enough love stories. I'll tell you when you love me.

May I live in the world like a devil in the future, heartless and never infatuated again. I will give up everything to control me.

People you really like can't be friends, even if you look at them more, you still want to have them. I have never given up loving you, just changed from intense to silent.

There are a thousand words in my heart that I want to tell you, but I can't find a reason to bother you. I want to care about you a thousand times, but I can't find the right identity.

I love you, and the road is still slow. I love you once, but I'm not afraid of getting sick in the end. If I don't love you once, I'm afraid I'll regret it all my life.

Why force a smile, why flatter yourself, why self-perfunctory, why self-directed and self-acting, why much ado about nothing.

Crying, can't vent emotions, can't show scars, can't heal wounds. I cried so painfully that I found myself lovelorn, just because of my incompetence.

Yes, we will meet again in the future, so that when we are mature enough, we will not be separated for no reason.

Love is actually a habit. You are used to having him in your life, and he is used to having you in his life. When you have it, you feel nothing. Once lost, it's like losing everything.

This is an era when everyone can't live without mobile phones. He has replied to your message. You are waiting for the answer, but you don't know that not replying is the answer.

Some people walk away, some people look pale, many people are unhappy, and many people are helpless and reluctant.

The first moment you wave, you are destined to say goodbye; Finally, reluctant memories become a sign of cowardice.

Memories are like spirits in the throat, spicy and pure. When those warm fragments were interspersed in my mind, I found that those who were kind to me had already disappeared.

I pretend I don't know anything, so you have a chance to get close; I pretend to know everything, I hope you will continue to accompany me; I pretend to know everything and be dead set on you.

I have been wondering whether my memory exists at the other end of the note and whether my ring died at the other end of the note.

Naive and soft-hearted people are always disappointed, but these soft-hearted people like to ask for trouble.

When I miss you, write your name in my palm. Spreading is missing, grasping is happiness. Happiness is a simple dependence and a gentle hand.

You don't expect me to be calm in front of you now. I don't know how many times I cried for you in the past few nights.

Loving someone is when you suddenly don't know what to say when you dial the phone. Just know, originally just want to listen to the familiar voice.

When the mirror is dirty, we won't mistakenly think that our face is dirty. Then why do we think it's our fault when others say a bad word casually?

In the end, we just become a name casually mentioned, whenever we sigh each other's fate and life.

I hit this south wall, and I can't get it back if I lose it. The worst part of my fall was where I started again. This is my feeling. I'll clean it myself.

Compared with you, all white has turned into black ink, and all ignorant birds and animals are desperate because they can't say your name.

I'll still look forward to it. When I expect failure, I just stop crying, but I can simply say: Oh, I see.

You don't know, every time I see your name among visitors, I feel very relieved.

I did one thing, from childish to mature. Losing you.

I once put a person in my heart, and then I was washed away by the crowd and gradually became a stranger.

Don't judge me at will. You only know my name, but you don't know my story

It's not that you don't want to love, it's not that you don't love, it's also a kind of injury.

Time will slowly precipitate, and some people will gradually become blurred.

Life is like a maze. We spend the first half of our lives looking for the entrance and the second half looking for the exit.

I also want to help your blue sky, but I can't bear it.

What is superfluous, winter cotton-padded jacket, summer cattail leaf fan, etc. My heart cools your hospitality.

I can breathe alone, but I have no soul.

At the end of the years when roses are in full bloom, the silhouette of your smile is the only trace of peace.

Because I am too young, I always look at time too lightly.

Some people will fade out of your world forever.

What is it after breaking up? Only occasional sadness, occasional tears, and occasional thoughts of you.

At that moment, I decided not to be a lover with you anymore, and my two hearts gave off a cold feeling.

You don't need to be too good. I like it. This is the most beautiful confession I have ever heard.

I put away my tired smile wearily and bent down to touch his face again and again.

I hope that one day you will need me as much as I need you.

Perhaps, like us, we are unwilling to wronged ourselves.

I finally know why I'm single. I don't like me. I don't know if you like me.

No one in this world can live without anyone. Even if a fish is out of water, it can be roasted and eaten.

Distance has opened you and me, my thoughts, my faded love.

The sun is triangular and the moon is square, as long as you say I believe it.

In the rest of my life, I hope someone will understand your inner pain and the difficulties behind you.

I have been waiting for you. Do you know why you didn't come to me?

Love promises between fingers, and time disappears in memory.

I don't know how to study hard early, but I regret learning late.

I don't want to be sad, because I'm afraid I'll never come back.

It's raining, so you can take an umbrella. It's raining, what should I do?

Life is a sour lemon, but you can add it to make delicious lemon juice.

I know that some things can't be kept after all, not that I exaggerate or fear.

I am afraid that if I don't take the initiative, others will warm your heart.

The tenderness of the cold lane has gone too far, whether it has forgotten the original belief.

After all, you said that being soft-hearted is a disease.

Life faded out that summer, and all I lost was a part of my memory.

If one day, I am tired of your indifference to me, then I will leave you slowly.

Stop and go, don't worry too much, don't know where to go tomorrow.

Your peace is too cold, and my heart hurts too much.

We are serious when we promise, and we will never be serious after we promise.

Just miss the past, miss those days worth cherishing.