Sad words, sad love, classic stories, people will like sad words.

Looking at the back of you hugging together, I just want to bless, not cry hysterically.

I see, sad, relieved and grown up.

I thought it was an extravagant hope, but I didn't expect you to make it come true.

Hurry up while I love you and see what you can do when I don't love you.

It's too far away, and my heart is full of unconsciousness.

Wandering on the edge of love and hate, how should I choose?

Love is like raindrops, which seem hard to break. The more wishful thinking, the more chaotic.

Why do you hurt me, why do you make me suffer, dear, how can you stand it?

Looking at the close lovers we met, I pretended to be strong when I was sad, but my eyes were already full of tears.

Don't be weak when you hurt me, but be strong. I'm afraid I can't remember the pain you gave me.

Click on your profile to see your avatar. I won't bother you, just miss you.

Now that you have chosen her, I will send you a word, get out. ......

I miss the impulse to continue to love you after quarreling.

Some things we can only face ourselves, sometimes we really want to rely on them, but we must be strong.

What vows of eternal love, nothing never leaves, is pure nonsense.

In that prosperous era, we were hurt beyond recognition by loneliness.

People with stories will like sad words.

To see the reality clearly, you need a bite.

There is nothing eternal in the world, even if a stone is placed there, it will change.

Now I have become the kind of person I hate. It really hurts.

Have you changed? Still as sentimental as before?

With the change of time, there are four seasons in a year; With your transformation, I have it now.

In this rapidly changing world, we seem to be less and less like ourselves.

Even without the Monkey King's skill, we learned to change our faces slowly in the play.

I use my body to resist our difficulties, but you care hypocritically.

My heart is bleeding, your deception.

I love you, but I don't know what I can give you

Maybe it's time to say goodbye, you're not my favorite,

If I have nothing to say, what can I know?

Girls who love to say sad things are all people with stories.

First, because you are the one I can't let go of.

Second, do you think that I'm fine because I don't cry, laugh, hurt, itch or make trouble?

Third, the last thing the world can trust is what comes out of a woman's mouth.

Fourth, when the heart hurts the most, it is actually another self who knows you best.

Remember to say goodbye from your mouth.

6. Who were you thinking about when you and I were rolling in bed?

I'm waiting for someone who can accompany me for a long time.

Eight, the most embarrassing thing is: I overestimate my position in the hearts of others every time.

Nine, when we were young, we gave up and thought it was just a relationship. Later we learned that it was actually a life.

Ten, knowing that falling in love is an adventure, but can't help but chase lingering.

XI。 The most painful present was once the best time.

Actually, I'm sad, but I'm too proud to tell you.

Thirteen, you forgot our agreement,

He said he didn't deserve to be with me. This is the weakest and palest excuse in the world.

Fifteen, I put down my dignity, personality and stubbornness because I can't let you go.

Sixteen, once promised, now I am the only one who keeps it privately.

Seventeen, I love you this secret will accompany us to the end of time.

What you say is not love, but what you do. It's not about feelings, but something that warms people's hearts. . .

Nineteen, there is a person in everyone's heart, or miss, or secretly love, or miss.

The people who hurt you the most are often those who claim that they will never hurt you.

Twenty-one, anyone who is immune to all poisons is hopeless.

If you abuse your heart, talk about control phrases.

Once, for a short time, we thought we loved that person deeply. Later, we learned that it was not love, but loneliness lied to us. The person you think you can't lose is not. You cry, another person makes you laugh, your heart breaks, and then you find that the person who doesn't love you is not worth your sadness at all.

Second, sometimes, we can comfort others, but we can't convince ourselves of the same thing.

Third, learn to be yourself and gracefully let go of everything that doesn't belong to you.

Fourth, I still cling to the faint feelings that passed away, afraid to remember, unable to forget, and shed tears before speaking. Memories are always too heavy.

I don't look down on you, but I don't care about you at all.

Sixth, memory is a big cage, which locks freedom and drives thoughts to the wall. It's hard to see how cunning love is now.

Seven, on the road of life, some are inevitable, such as fate; Some things cannot be changed, such as love; Some are indelible, such as memory; Some of them are hard to put aside, for example, it is better to face love bravely than to bear it passively; It is better to flap your wings and get wet than to stay under the eaves of birds. It is better to break out in struggle than to be lonely in silence.

8. A deep memory is not as long as a lifetime, nor is it as long as a missed regret.

Sometimes it's not that the other person ignores you, but that you are too idle.

Turn around just to meet you, but forget that you will turn around.

Sometimes, when you hear a song, you will suddenly think of someone.

Twelve, in a pure and clear time, I don't like prosperity, just want to hold a handful of soil in my arms and be fragrant alone. In the clear moonlight, I dare not covet your face, just want to see you at the corner of the next street.

Thirteen, I hate that people who are good to me are better to others. To tell the truth, my heart hurts.

Fourteen, the breeze took away the unbearable yesterday, and the years could not take away the long-term attachment.

Fifteen, time can't wash away the wine of true feelings, and distance can't open the hand of blessing. No matter how time flies, bless your heart, let the sun shine on all your days, and let the flowers bloom in your life. I wish you a good mood every day! I want to put 1 bottle of water, but I get half a bottle of sediment; I want to look for those familiar eyes, but what I see is the back that is far away from me.

16. No amount of smile can hide my inner pain. If God can see me, please don't let me suffer so much. My fragile heart can hardly bear it. I really want to let go of my baggage and leave like this.

Seventeen, obviously care, but ruthlessly say it doesn't matter.

Eighteen, relax, keep your distance from your lover, and leave a little possibility of change, so that you can have surprises and expectations.

19. Sadness shared by someone is not pain, crying accompanied by someone is not sadness, and happiness shared by someone is happiness.

Twenty, the worst thing in life, one is hunger and the other is loneliness.

Let's accept all the good and bad, and then move on without saying a word.

22. The most suffocating thing about love is to kill each other's freedom in the name of caring.

23. What others think is beyond our control; We can't force others to do anything. The only thing you can do is to do your own thing wholeheartedly, go your own way and live your life according to your own principles. Even if someone mistreats you, time will not mistreat you, and life will not mistreat you!

Twenty-four, if all love is like this, the wind is light and the clouds are light, simple and beautiful.

Twenty-five, I am still waiting for you, those little happiness, I am serious, you are free.

If you shed tears, my heart will be wet first.

Talk about heart abuse

Talk about heart abuse

1, picturesque riverside, blooming willow branches, the scenery is like a dream! Where the soul belongs, where the soul sails. Bury all your troubles and memories in this quiet corner, waiting for another spring season! All the ups and downs in a city, the sad parting in a memory, have gone with the wind and are dusty since then. The misty rain at night, wet skirts, will be blown dry by this world! The tears in your eyes are not a sign of cowardice, but a more tenacious belief!

2. All the endings have been written, and all the tears have started, but suddenly I forgot what a beginning it was. In that ancient summer that is gone forever, no matter how I pursue it, young you just pass by like a cloud. And your smiling face, extremely shallow and pale, gradually disappeared in the haze after sunset. Then I opened the yellow title page, and fate bound it badly. I read and reread with tears in my eyes, but I have to admit that youth is a book that is too hasty.

3. Many things are always experienced before they are understood. Just like feelings, you don't know how to protect yourself until you have suffered; Only when you are stupid, do you know how to persist and give up in time, and gradually know yourself in gains and losses. Loving you will make you happy. Emotion is a questionnaire with no answer, and hard pursuit can't make the answer more complete. Perhaps a little regret and sadness will make the answer sheet more meaningful and longer.

I miss a city because I miss someone, but falling in love with someone is a simple matter. It's as simple as an accidental meeting. Because a word goes to the depths of loneliness, I remember the warmth and ups and downs of compassion and meeting. In fact, why care about the result? Meeting is a luxury. Laugh drunk with you for 3,000 games, without complaint or injury. A city, a person, a paragraph of text are all like this, just like it.

Emotion is not the whole of life, but it can affect people's life. The pain of running around, love is to ease; Tired of struggle, love is hope. No matter where you are, being concerned is happiness; No matter what kind of wind and rain, it is strength to have someone waiting.

6. At dusk in winter, at night without snow, my loneliness is a closed window. No one approached, opened or gently rang the bell. I know I'm used to hiding like this

7. I used to think that love is the whole of life; Then one day, I found that it was just the most wasted part of my time. I used to think that if I fell in love, I wouldn't be lonely; Then one day, I will still be lonely. I used to think that even if I fell in love with you, I could get away with it; Then one day, I found myself covered in scars.

8, some things, we know is wrong, but also insist, because unwilling; Some people, we know we love, but we have to give up because there is no ending; Sometimes, we know there is no road, but we are still moving forward because we are used to it.

9, the world of mortals has dreams, the years are blurred, gossip is embarrassing, and youth is instantly broken, just to have a hug and imprison emotional clothes; Beauty flicks her fingers, scatters fragrance, tears like blood, and is infatuated with fleeting time; Rouge is stained with ash, flowers are buried in the soul, and swords are broken proudly; Love has a Qian Qian knot, and it will become a paper crane. Who should I send my ideas to? Hate has a faint sorrow, which turns into green light, and whose bodhi is clear.

10. Have a pot of tea in your spare time, sit by the window, listen to the curtains creaking gently under the breeze, and listen to the leaves hissing gently around. Enjoy quiet time, read a yellowed magazine and experience the ups and downs of emotional entanglements. I think I should be the owner inside, laughing and crying, and no one knows who I am.

1 1, bending over the sand, trying to pick up an old story, gently gathering it in the palm of your hand, watching its meaning, but inadvertently winning its most beautiful ending. How can I continue to be beautiful without you in my life? I don't remember who once said that if you don't die, you can still dare to seek a place of rebirth and dig deep into your youth, and you can plant peerless care.

12, the painting in the mirror is also true and false, shaped by heart, reflected in the water, read it, a touch of plain silver, a touch of ripples, vanished ... Who is waiting, a dream began. ...

13, a dull pain and loneliness spread in my heart; Looking at the distant car, you are helpless and take your heart away; Farewell station, how many unforgettable sadness, how many lonely sad tears, can not stand the long-term air drying; How many tender and warm thoughts are there, always at the parting moment, always filled with sadness and heartbreak at the parting station? Small station, unbearable sadness, parting station, feeling a long way. Deducing his own life trajectory. It is the beginning of sadness, and hope is also a new beginning.

14, sometimes I love you so much that I ignore myself; I have always believed in you, so much so that I doubt myself. In order to love this scene, I persistently played your supporting role, and finally found out that I was not the only one with similar roles, and there were many tears floating outside your heart. No matter how close you are, no matter how far you are, and you are not standing at the same height, any reason is distance. It's good not to worry about your heart, your feelings, your past and your future.

15, at first, I am persistent for you because I love you; Finally, I cry for you because I lost you; Leaving only the middle, we are happy together, happy together, and would rather laugh and cry than cry and say regret; Don't cry because you are sad, just because you are moved.

16, spring is charming because of the swaying flowers. Spring is fresh, because there is a lingering drizzle. Spring is warm, because these colorful gorgeous. Spring is romantic, because it is tender and warm, and it is budding. Let's keep a beauty, a happiness and a freedom alone in spring. In spring, let's read its hope and green, write its quiet beauty and romance, and draw its purple and purples.

17, whenever I look at the sky, I don't like talking anymore; Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again. What can shallowness and depth represent? Just forget it early and forget it late.

18, during exercise, the years are quiet and you are safe. In self-confidence, the moon is white and the wind is clear, giving you sunny days. The weather is cold and changeable, and it is difficult to recover from the cold. The rules will not change because of you, and the sun and the moon will not be bound by you. Spirituality is a ladder to heaven, and understanding is an umbrella to keep out the rain. On the way, a pool of clear water is sprinkled on the earth, and the freshness of one season brings a faint fragrance, lingering in your journey.

19 maybe, when we slowly taste an article, it will hurt when we read it. So, this is a sign of cowardice. Cowardly, even that stroke and painting, horizontal and vertical, can easily dazzle your heartstrings! Perhaps the temptation of words, even a few words, will enrich your eyes! I am moved again and again!

20. In those years, a person walked by, no matter ups and downs, or joys and sorrows, they are gone forever. Displacement and a sigh from the bottom of my heart have also been scattered all over the world. Those who say they will never part have long been strangers. Those vows of never giving up have long been in blowing in the wind. People who walk side by side have already changed.

2 1, outside of time, listen to the falling snow and flowers. Who sent the brocade book? Some warmth can finally pass through the virtual desolation. The distance between Qian Shan and ten thousand waters warms the northern part of Xiao Su. Your Jiangnan is full of thoughts. A story of the world of mortals, with me and you. The beauty of an encounter is fate and touching. Gently twist, faint fragrance. The years of companionship are gently collected in winter poems. If you can, you will enjoy it and spend more than a year.

22. Those smiling eyes scattered with the wind, like the love poems of lonely poets, are scattered in rows and rows. The lonely bell lamented all night, and those flowery faces finally lost to the decay of time cutting. We look up at the sun sadly and see that the years have not passed, and the years have run out.

23. How lonely is a person? Originally, I just wanted to ask my friend to go shopping, but I found out that my friend had already asked her lover, so I said I was sorry. However, there is no need to waste time and plan a sweet trip for two people for a certain festival. I just use words to pass the time when I am bored, and occasionally I cry because the plot in the book is similar to my own story. It's just that I'm standing in spring, and it's already hot summer in your place, and there is a temperature difference of several degrees Celsius between you and me.

24, a refreshing sea breeze blowing head-on, I hold my head high, take a deep breath, open my arms, and embrace the warm morning breeze after the rain, just like hugging a lover who misses you day and night, which is intoxicating and exciting. Oh, my dear love? Where are you? Heaven doesn't know, earth doesn't know, only the heart knows; Invisible, intangible, only the heart can perceive.

25, like this moment, because this is the season when you and I get to know each other; Like the night, with your company; Like loneliness, have sweet thoughts; Like you, you are the only one in the world. I can't blame anyone, let alone love, although you make me very sad and tired. Besides you, who is worth my tears? When I miss you, I cry, I am drunk, I cry. But no one can understand my sadness except the wind.

26, time is a grain of rice, it is so small, but we need to cherish it with sweat; Time is a girl, it is so beautiful, but it needs our careful care; Time is a shoe, it's as simple as that, but we need to walk step by step.

27, the wind is like water, Han Yinyuan, dreams have a bridge. Dimfragrance, small courtyard, begging for the moon at will. Pick a wisp of lotus and embroider a butterfly to pick it. It's a rare moment to make small noises, with fine eyes and fine eyes, and drunk. Lights are like rain and fireworks, and youth will grow old. Wutongying, weaving cattle night, lying and watching the present. The incense tray is wrapped in green silk, and on the first day of the month, it worships Yunqiao. No matter how much I admire you, my heart is hard to say, and I caress the place where the brocade string looks. Hedong clouds drift by, and Moody is far away in Hexi.

28, the dream is like autumn, but it washes away the bleak autumn. The autumn wind is slowly drifting into the clouds, opening your arms and holding your detached heart. Gently pluck the strings with your hands, and the road under your feet is like a staff, pursuing the most beautiful melody. He who travels a hundred miles is half ninety, and any success is the result of perseverance. People often miss success because they can't persist until the last moment.

29, with a ray of sunshine, warm fleeting time, pick a painted face, fragrant years, on the other side of the years, waiting for time, the mountain is a journey, in the days of flowing water, twist an idea, hold a pen and draw an ink painting.

30. When it comes to maple trees, middle-aged readers will think of the red leaves in the mainland, and readers of Tang poetry will recite the famous sentence that red leaves are flying, and pass by this pavilion where I take wine. Maple trees in the midwest have yellow leaves. When the wind blows, maple leaves fall all over the city, and the endless maple leaves fall, and the next season will be yellow rain. In autumn, people step on it and wear it in their hair, which seems to fall on their shoulders intentionally or unintentionally. Is it bright gold and gold? The arrival of autumn fills the space between heaven and earth. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, before Halloween, the autumn color is as thick as a layer. By Halloween, autumn is pitiful, and soon the witch's broom will sweep away the fallen maple and Santa's white beard, thus covering the winter sun of 1996.

3 1, we always walk in the street like strangers, breathing neon lights, and then look at each other again and again, and never look back again until the light fades and the night is dusty, until the apes and dogs cry and tear themselves to pieces, until the spring flowers fall and the neon lights see the sun. Finally, no one can stop the lonely and confused pace of the ghosting.

32. What we like is either missed or taken away; People who like us always feel that they lack a feeling. So we look for love with the attitude of pursuing the truth, but we always feel that the communication surface is too narrow and we don't know the ideal type; So we are free and lonely with a heavy and light attitude.

33. The sweet soul of peach blossom is Taoyuan, which is fragrant all the way. I am the cinnabar in your heart, with beautiful scenery and colorful butterflies. I smile and admire the flowers. You are dressed in white, just for these affectionate eyes. Even if the sun and the moon change, the vicissitudes of life will not change, and the Peach Blossom Garden will watch for thousands of years. Peach blossoms smile, and sunset clouds get drunk. Step on flowers and raise horses to take off, and write poems with deep affection.

34. It's not that I have no place to live, but I still dream of having an unreachable smile one day. Waiting day by day makes me humble day by day; Day after day, you sacrificed yourself, but achieved the glory of victory. I am really tired this time. I am so small in your castle that your eyes can't scan my existence.

35. Do young people only meet you on the road, but don't know that you are leaving? Or maybe, when we were all growing up too young, we were blindly looking for directions. In towards the distant, where we stumbled, an encounter was already a thin and indifferent fate, and a gorgeous opening was already the end of a meal.

36. How much I love you, but I ended up sorry. It doesn't matter how sorry I am. How much doesn't matter. Finally, I said thank you. You see, sad love also has sad beauty, from I love you to I'm sorry. Never mind goodbye, thank you for your love. Love is extremely complicated but simple to death. It's just that I love you. Sorry, that's all right. Thank you.

37. Love fades into words, and slimming refers to acacia. If the hearts are similar, the ends of the earth depend on each other; If your heart is far away, you can't understand it when you meet all day. Fate is providence, relying on sincerity; Feelings need communication, and it is important to be honest. Everyone has tears, because they are strong and have to face hardships; Everyone has a wordless injury, and the pain has to be borne because of growth.

If I were a bird, I would like to fly in the vast sky. If I were a small fish, I would like to swim in the vast sea; If I were a little flower, I would like to grow in a beautiful garden.

39. There are some things that you don't know until you do it. Some things are not known until they are wrong. Some things, you don't know until you grow up. There are many desperate things in life, including you and me. Through time, I am still grateful to God for letting me meet you. Wait for a * * * time, have a * * * memory, and carve sweetness in time. With you, from the beginning of acquaintance, I saw the ending. I only pay attention to the process, although I am sad and willing.

40. When we meet in Gusu, people sleep by the river. I want to walk with you through the four seasons of cooking smoke, not afraid of the sadness and wind and rain of the years, not afraid of the separation of roadside pavilion dialects of the years; I want to let go of your cold mood and wipe away the crystal silence in your quatrains; I want to wander around the ancient streets of Sioux City, deeply savor your joys and sorrows, leave my deep affection, count the mottled and scaly old tiles in the wind and rain from south to north, and finely scatter the past into a song, but the wind and cloud still pass.

4 1, when I was a child, happiness was very simple; Grow up, simple and happy. When I was a child, romance was a luxury; When you grow up, luxury is romance. When I was a child, my dreams were beautiful; Grow up, beautiful and dreamy. When I was a child, my ideals were firm; Grow up, firm, ideal. When I was a child, I was lost in a distant place; When I grow up, I am far away and confused.

42. I used to think that breaking up was very simple, just going our separate ways, not calling each other nicknames, hugging or kissing. It's just that we all forget how to forget our memories. Those memories that only belong to us are forgotten over and over again, but they are recorded in our hearts and then printed in our hearts forever. I realized that love is inseparable from love, and breaking up also needs practice.

43. The road we walked together turned out to be just a misunderstanding. I know there is a corner in your heart that belongs to me, but; That's not what I want. What happened to us? Why did we walk away, so I was in pain. Numbness; Yes, my heart hurts for a long time, but it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm practicing, and many times we don't care, just to hide our concern in our hearts.

44. More precisely, I am a Nightcrawler, and the bright moon is my ideal and my long-sought goal, but who can escape the trap of loneliness? The world itself is complex and confusing. I missed the bright moon in the sky when I slept, but when I woke up, the night was hazy and things were different. Although I have never seen the bright moon in my heart, I always believe in her existence.

45. Autumn rain always comes quietly, a rain, a cold withered leaf. Years are always in reincarnation, and after many vicissitudes, only an old heart can be precipitated, and all the silence only goes with the wind in the years. The fallen leaves of the years, bearing my dream heart and unknown time, floated in the purple sky, and a piece of fallen leaves actually formed a piece of music that was difficult to play.

We can't go back. We can't have another childhood, another encounter, another first love, and the previous happiness, happiness, sadness and pain. No matter yesterday or a second ago, no matter missed friendship or let go of love, it is impossible to go back. Life is an out-of-print movie that can't be played back. I turned around and missed the happiness you gave me.

47. A waning moon hangs high, and the nebula has all disappeared. The only feeling is the moon in Chang 'an, which is lonely and clear, really cold and extremely cold. As time goes by, everything remains the same. I'm still used to taking some time to feel the traces of Tao before the exam. From the high-rise stone bridge when I was a child, I forgot what I expected, to the later Wenfeng Tower in Nanshan and the steps in the wind forest. Now, I can only blend into the darkness again in the dark night, experience the back of light, the kind of ghost, and have a different taste.

48. Like the moon hanging on the horizon, it radiates infinite brilliance; Like pearls hidden in the deep sea, ying ying releases bright bones. Willow leaves are generally dripping with green poems, fresh and sharp; Words as warm as fire are burning with passion and unrestrained wisdom; Lotus heart rhythm gorgeous, Zen elegant. Wenhai smoke flies like a cloud and ripples like rain; The poetry is high and the water is long, and the dance is mellow and the breeze is drunk.

49. A scenery, a treasure, a fleeting alley and a series of encounters constitute the richness of life, enchanting between the lines and decorating the lasting and eternal beauty of life. Back to the beginning of the story, how many familiar figures are looming in the silhouette of time; How many warm feelings, in the passage of time, at arm's length. The flowers in the palm of your hand are rippling in the middle of the lake, always telling the past in the depths of time.

50. In memory, there is no sunshine in too many lives. Only gloomy clouds and inexplicable cold. I don't want to remember, but I'm afraid I'll hurt my heart again. For some things, escape is the best choice. At least, fear will not invade your body so easily.

5 1, my pain, only I understand. I always like to turn over the past on such a lonely night. Those memories buried deep in my heart, what I got, what I owned and what I lost, have a sudden dream feeling. I have always understood that I shouldn't dwell on the past. In fact, I am afraid that there will be endless loneliness attacking me late at night; But I like late at night, because only when it is dark around, my tears and I are safe.

52. The cool breeze is blowing between the eyebrows, time is still, and we are still passing by. After all, understanding and growth is the process of slowly turning your crying into silence.

53. Who is whispering under the starry sky beside the pillow to gather the amorous feelings of Tang poetry and dream of breaking the tenderness of Song poetry? The promise of no regrets, who will paint the ground as a prison, lock the door of the heart and suffer from waiting in the fleeting time? If this is the case, there really is a previous life agreement in reincarnation. So, is the expectation of this life just a pain that passes through the heart?