Sad sentences talk about mood pictures

Sad sentences talk about mood pictures

If there has been happiness, happiness is only a momentary fragment, a short segment, a short segment. The following are the sad sentences compiled by J.L., a positive energy sentence network. Welcome to Sentence Network for more inspirational sentences.

Waiting for a lonely night, wandering lonely heart.

? Heart? Really? Careful combination, arrangement is? Sincerely? Remember these two words, and then take the emotional road!

Those unbearable memories, why bother to recall.

The sunshine is shrouded in darkness, and the sadness in my heart is shrouded.

Master's memory: It hurts to remember.

Looking ahead, flowers bloom and fall in a season, and listening, a song of love and hate is intertwined.

After the vicissitudes of life, why are we as lonely as ever, but would rather be strangers?

I just want to be an audience, because I don't want to be contaminated with too many worldly noises.

I thought love was everything, only to find that everything was not love after I lost it.

Loving someone who doesn't love you is the beginning of tears.

I smile. Whenever I am sad or happy, I only smile.

I don't always find my way in drunkenness, but I always find my way out on the way.

You will always be the protagonist, because you know how to please, I just watch, I sit in the corner, it is easier to be silent.

Time took everything away, leaving only painful memories.

That sadness stays in my heart, no matter how to fill it, it will leave traces of pain.

Read other people's stories and shed your own tears; Listening to other people's songs and humming their own solos.

The setting sun sticks to the wall, with a touch of tenderness.

When everything is settled, the only thing we can do is to remember.

Love is precious to cherish, and the injury is proved by tears.

Rain, a whole season, dreams, gently broken all over the floor.

Despair is the most perfect expectation, and expectation is the longest despair.

Just for a moment of peace, away from the intrigue of the world.

After all, we can't escape separation, and our ending is just a hasty end, just fate.

Youth, no matter how profligate, can't escape the coldness of life.

I am not introverted, but I will only tell my heartbreak in black and white.

Who can tell me how to cure heartache?

Once the agreement lost to time and became the most beautiful lie.

Why do you pretend to be hard, but you still call me cruel and kind?

Without you, I am still strong, even if I have a heart of stone.

Love is just a belief in life.

No one will be great enough to wait for someone for a lifetime. Secret love is called a bitch.

No matter how beautiful the plot is, it is just a drama, and no matter how good the lyrics are, it is just a song.

I know the rift will be deeper if this goes on, but I just want to whitewash it.

Sometimes, persistence is a burden, or a kind of injury, but giving up is a kind of beauty.

After that, you won't wait, even if you are here.

I held back my tears, but I just didn't want to look weak in front of you.

In this era, sadness is rampant, remember to be good to yourself.

I like getting something for nothing, but getting something for nothing doesn't like me!

Silence is better than talking too much, and I will be sad if I think too much.

The remaining petals, struggling to highlight the last delicate and charming, will inevitably become heavy mud.

Approaching, I saw each other's wounds spread out bloody, just like roses in full bloom in the sun, which made people feel distressed.

I've tried my best to make it right. Maybe God forbid.

Boring life and sadness render the black night sky.

Before the day is old, I can't get rid of my feelings. My heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside.

Love, the greatest and stupidest way, is called perfection.

The sun shines on my cheek, gentle and cold. On a sunny day, I was shrouded in a gloomy haze.

Without you, who can I write my feelings to and who can I change my signature for?

The collision between belief and reality made me black and blue.

Missed years, colorful flowers, reincarnation of barren spring and summer.

Wrap a quilt and hide your tears in it.

The moment we met, I stood in front of you, just a stranger.

Touching the tearful face, I seem to hear the voice of loss.

I thought time could get rid of pain, but memories will still ruin the present.

Love, this unique tomb, sank my prosperity.

Be passive and strong, accept, I am so tired, dear, do you understand my pain?

Some people left and never came back. Therefore, waiting and hesitation are the most ruthless killers in the world.

Looking at the road you have walked, it is all barren.

Happiness is a freeze-frame exile, and sadness is gentleness.

Scattered vows mock youth. ...

Simple melodies always kill complex memories.

Some people pursue happiness, so they work hard; Some people are happy, so give it up.

The words written by the pen have nothing but blanks.

Shh, don't make so much noise and leave me alone.

Hiding in the corner, hiding lonely and heartless harm.

Some things always have to be given up, just sooner or later.

If it's painful, then we have to smile more brightly.

Memories are like redundant explanations, no matter how they are explained, there will be shadows.

In the mottled fleeting time, hand in hand forever.

Who will interpret the rampant youth? Those extra pictures are called injuries.

I want to go to a strange place and escape from all the familiar things.

When everything disappears, who can understand that the only time, the fairy tale in memory has slowly melted.

Overhead is a staggered sky, separated by an unknown sky.

A thousand sorrows have nothing to do with you.

Let go of you and quit the drama with no ending.

My youth is no longer qualified to be gorgeous, but can only be described as low-key and humble.

Tears smile red eyes, just understand that kind of feeling is called at a loss.

I used to think that the extremely prosperous soft time turned out to be just romantic.

Reluctant to lose the residual temperature, but forget that the scar still hurts.

Desalinate the memory, leaving no trace of beauty.

Missing after breaking up is doomed to be a bitch?

Love is the most beautiful fantasy, and beauty is so hypocritical.

Looking at the world through tears, the whole world is crying.

The bustling city under the expressway looks like an empty city to me.

Memories are like car lights, slowly moving away.

Who buried my innocence and put on a mask of hypocrisy?

Who is full of expectations, and who are you relying on?

In fact, loneliness is not around me, but I have been pursuing it.

I was caught off guard by the sudden emotion.

Why can you be lovelorn but not amnesia?

There was a lingering, then gorgeous ending.

Maybe it's just a gentle betrayal, but my heart is really hurt.

The end of dreams is the end of memories.

When it's warm, it's just perfunctory, and finally there's only emptiness left.

I can be so selfish, regardless of your feelings. Although I feel very distressed, there is nothing I can do. I'm sorry

Invisible sadness is in my heart, and visible smile is on my face.

There is a kind of yearning called moment, and there is a kind of yearning destined to be far away.

Shallow smile, who can read that kind of sadness?

When bravado tears cross the pale cheeks, can they be held in the palm of your hand and bloom strong flowers?

If I can hate you, I will hate you with all my strength without hesitation.

In October, fireworks rain lane, whose thoughts hurt people?

What I want is a wedding, not love, understand?

Lonely waiting, accustomed to the time that has not been missed.

Time has passed, and I still feel exhausted when I think of those happy past.

That relationship was like a pantomime, and you and I were as clumsy as two puppets. ...

More and more like to let tears blur my eyes, I know this is not myself.

As god is my witness, I'm chasing after it desperately, and Ta is still far away.

Not sad or happy, dull eyes, complicated emotions.

I want to pursue an ordinary and simple life, but I'm afraid black and white is like a movie.

It was just a beautiful encounter, but it made us subvert everything.

Brilliant years, reality has destroyed the soul.

I heard that people who are used to seeing invisibility have a scar.

I am the only one with an umbrella, but I am still wet.

I will sink for you in this life. Will we fall in love again after several cycles?

The dream is gone, my heart is broken, and I stay only to prepare for leaving.

This flower is beautiful, but one day it withered.

Behind the glitz, it's just a broken voice. ;