Sentences describing the back

It's him, standing quietly by the Qingshui River, looking into the distance. The lonely back makes me fall into a net called acacia. What is this? I don't know, the only thing I know is that looking at him is like a rainbow on the horizon, too high to reach, only missing. The following is a sentence I prepared for you to describe your back. I hope you like it.

1, night, so quiet and silent. I saw a faint light in the distance, so close at hand, so far away, but so obvious. Under the light, who is the lonely figure, alone, sometimes leaning on the seat, sometimes walking around, and sometimes squatting in the same place in frustration. It's like waiting for someone, but that person seems to be a delay in the future!

I decided not to cry on the day you left. I closed my eyes against the wind and tried not to blink ... You left with all my love, just saying goodbye. I look at your back with tears in my eyes and want to hug you again and say "I love you" to you again.

3. The Zen room is spotless, and a cup of light tea turns from hot to cold. Futon, wooden fish and scriptures tell the loneliness of Buddha, but they are also ethereal and calm through the world of mortals. Listening to Sanskrit and looking at the clock engraved with Sanskrit, my heart was unconsciously infected and became clear and quiet. I think I must have been a dust in a Buddhist temple in my last life, listening to Sanskrit and Buddha's teachings every day. The heart is bodhi, and the world can still laugh as before after suffering.

4, a person's world, a person listening to songs, a person walking, a person drinking, a person sad, a person happy, a person talking to himself, a person humming, a person waiting for the moon to set in the morning, a person walking through ups and downs, a person living, really lonely, very lonely.

5. Not all memories are beautiful, and not all people are worth remembering. The river of time is too long, and most people and things will be washed away mercilessly. However, everything related to youth will always sink to the bottom of the river and become an indelible and beautiful memory. What makes us forget may not be those things and people, but our lost dreams and passions.

6. I like to think of you like this, which makes my heart soft and happy. Inadvertently, I will miss your name, your back, your warm smile, your words, hold you in the rain, join hands with you in the faint moonlight, and then grow old together.

If one day you say you love me, I will tell you that I am waiting for you. If one day, you leave me, I won't keep you, I know you have your reasons; If one day, we pass by, I will stop and stare at your distant back and tell myself that I once loved that person. Maybe a person can love many times in his life, but there is always one person who can make us laugh the most brilliantly, cry the most thoroughly and think the most deeply.

When I miss you, my heart is smiling. I will look for your back in the vast sea of people, a beautiful time, the blooming flowers in my memory, and turn the moment into eternity. You are the warmest blessing in my heart, guarding the vicissitudes of life, and you are my tireless love for thousands of years. When I miss you, I miss you in words, so that every sentence of missing you turns into a petal rain, flying in time and space.

9. I remember the past. After all, I am tired. Standing at the peak, I can't see the tears left in my eyes. If I stay for a minute, my blurred vision will be lost in an instant. Now I can't find your back. After a long time, tears began to dry up. What is clear is that you left a strange scenery and a strange life.

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1 1, because of missing, people will write sad and moving sentences, because of rich emotions, people will be crazy to find them. Because of a sad glance, people will miss this day. People will be so sad because they pass by. Because you never know, you will try to make you remember your back. On such a day, such youth is helpless.

12, homesickness in walking, I can't tell right from wrong, good from bad. I can't restrain the thoughts gathered in the moonlight. There is a feeling of flying in my heart, and some words jump in my heart. My heart is beating, my words are flashing, and every word occupies my mind. So, my thoughts sailed with Xia Feng, flying farther and farther like a runaway wild horse; Like shenzhou 10, it flies higher and higher; Like the bright moonlight rippling in clear water; Like the light from the moon, always arranged in my unruly lines!

13, once you, maybe you really loved him, but you only loved the impossible back and the unforgettable memories. Why not let go, because we want to be happy ourselves, and we want to be happy ourselves.

14, autumn rain, fallen leaves, music, rendering a person's dull inner world, standing on the ferry of missing, I listened to the sound of the night alone, I gently stroked the black hair of the night, I recalled the past experience aimlessly, came and went, near and far, and time flew like fallen leaves.

15, I always want others to know my feelings, those heavy, those unspeakable sadness and desolation. However, how can I draw all my life wheels for you on shallow paper? How can I make you understand?

16, you are always chasing someone's back, but you just don't care. Finally, I stopped chasing this time. Now it's my turn to run and leave the world behind. ...

17. Walking through the familiar street corner, I saw the familiar back and suddenly remembered a person's face. I know I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know how to express it. I want to go to your city, see the sky you see and breathe the air you breathe. I often struggle with my memories, and I can't let go of many past events. One day, I suddenly couldn't see my future and was at a loss. I am just a passer-by in your life, but you are the terminator of my love.

18, the darkness continues to extend in all directions, and the lights on both sides of the street are still brilliant, except for the shadow of one more person. Dim light slowly drifts into the unknown world in the endless night sky, and no one will write history to commemorate it.

19, you are a love song, a poem of the soul, a boat, a sail, chasing your faint back. From a distance, you are a flower party that I can't bloom as scheduled in my life, so I can't bear to let go of my love poem. I love the world of mortals alone and commit myself to life and death, which is beyond words.

20. The past is the past, and the past is long gone. Be yourself. We can't love only one person in our life, but there is often one person who makes you smile the sweetest. Missing someone is like drinking a glass of cold water, and then dripping into tears. Memories often turn into ups and downs at night and become the most beautiful scenery. Old beauty can't be lost in metabolism.

2 1, youth passed behind her, and an inch of light missed the corridor where she was leaning. She also holds a book and a melancholy text of Xu Zhimo, reading a ray of dullness and sadness. One second tears flow, the next trace is dry. Heartless children are always like this. They crossed a bridge and forgot the last one. Every time they want to stand in the highest place to see the scenery, they are still fascinated by the wind.

22. Dream for a year, the sea laughs, and time flies. There are many people who follow their dreams. There are many things that go with the wind. By the window and the bar, you can see the scenery all over. Who was whose? Who is whose forever? Who wears long hair for whom? Who faded away from desolation for whom? Sometimes, rejection is just a shadow. Looking back, what drives you away is sadness, and what drives you away is missing.

23. Missing is a legendary distance. You can see its back, but you can't feel its breath. Missing is the wing of love, flying in the sky of love without tears; Missing is your smiling eyes, my memory, the warmth of your palm, and my clenched pity; Missing is the loneliness of turning around, the colorful flowers in the dream, and the helplessness. I miss writing about the loneliness in autumn, the dry rope in winter, your tenderness, my stream and the breath of spring raindrops.

24. In spring, warm sentences will be written in emotional language, and the petals will set off a romantic background with fashionable colors. I will make love with my willful heartbeat for a lifetime, unchanged, dear, thinking of you.

25. The disappearing back, together with the flowing crowd, is already desolate in the flying time. Who is whose who? Falling into the world is just a grain of dust under time. Those days, those loves, drifted away. Stay in my heart, miss lightly, like a breeze blowing across each other's faces.

26. Walking into the park, strolling along the moat and walking on the main street, the autumn decorated with ginkgo is particularly magnificent and affectionate. Against the yellow leaves, the back of an old man is sincere and vicissitudes in your eyes. Can give you a lot of inspiration in life.

There is no need to decorate young hearts with heaviness. The vicissitudes of the surface and the seriousness of the appearance can't make you a philosopher; Without all your friends, all you have is a lonely back. Since I can't be profound now, I'll make myself relaxed. People with sad faces can't hear the sound of flowers clearly; People who pretend to be themselves can't understand the excitement of frogs.

28. I miss the turbulent days. I silently look at the back in the distance and read the pain and sorrow you gave me quietly and carefully. I have prayed a thousand times that you can read my mind deeply, and I have prayed a thousand times that you can understand the pain behind my smile.

29. You seem to have lost weight and long hair. The strangeness of your back makes me feel as if I saw you in the last century. Then you open your mouth and call my name, and I want to laugh. It seems that I just finished school and waited for you at the door for five minutes.

30. The years of dancing in quicksand pour at your fingertips. Perhaps, fate is predestined. On the familiar river bank, there will be no more blue boats, and there will be no more hands-on backs. Perhaps, fate is predestined, and that river, in the future, will only sing shallow songs slowly, and will only whisper a sigh.

3 1, the distant mountains are like wearing, misty fog marks linger in the verdant south of the Yangtze River, and three chrysanthemums gently show the traces of my heart along the ink fragrance. A thoughtful woman on the vine picked up a moss-covered memory in the passage of the sunset and went back in the lush season.

32. In the story of experience, you don't need to ask how many true feelings there are, and you don't need to explore who lost their true feelings and who lost their years; In the corner of the fleeting time, there will always be many encounters like flowers in the water and the moon in the mirror, leaving only a beautiful and illusory back, and then rushing to go their separate ways.

33. In the bright sunshine, the back in my eyes becomes more and more blurred, just like ink drops sprinkled on the sunshine, which are finally washed away. Sporadic memory rope wrapped around the cold fingertips, waved away. I turn my back on the sun, learn your movements, walk the way you have walked, feel your gentle warmth like water, hold my head high and fight back tears, and record your lonely back with my heart.

34. There are always some roads in life, and you need to go by yourself. There are always some things you need to do by yourself. No matter whether it is rough or flat, some roads and things must be faced by themselves, and no one, no matter how near or far, can replace them. Difficulties, we have to bear, rejoice, we have to feel. But if we have a grateful heart and an indifferent attitude, we will walk steadily and have a good time.

35. Who holds whose hand and meets in this life and the next? The vows of eternal love, my back is drifting away, leaving me alone to wait for an ancient myth. Who accompanied who broke the bridge and sent away how many twilight drums and morning bells? Now, the broken bridge is still the same, and only the hearts of the people are exchanged. You suddenly left me alone to look for traces of yesterday, and I smiled gently, just for this heartbreaking relationship.

36. In my opinion, the back is a meaningful poem, a painting with a long charm, a song bearing memories, and an endless book. Of all the video works, I still think the back is the most beautiful!

37. At that time, the flood of light scattered us. When your distant back becomes desolate, my world becomes quieter every day. I know, in the future, I will take a strange road and watch strange scenery alone for a lifetime. Maybe I can only see you again in my memory, the world of mortals is like a dream. And I met you in the deepest part of the world of mortals? Leave in a hurry under the light of wind and clouds.

Sometimes, I suddenly want to cry, but I feel sad and can't cry. Sometimes in the dead of night, I suddenly feel that I can't sleep, but I stubbornly don't want to sleep. Sometimes, when you walk through a familiar street corner and see a familiar back, you will suddenly think of a person's face. Sometimes, I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know how to express it. Sometimes, I really want to indulge myself and hope that I will go crazy hysterically.

39, learn to give up, turn around and leave before tears, leaving a simple back; Learn to give up, bury yesterday in your heart and leave the best memories; Learn to give up, you can have a more relaxed start, and the black and blue love is not necessarily unforgettable. In fact, life doesn't need this meaningless persistence. You really can't give up without anything. Learning to give up will make life easier.

40. Give me a long autumn day and a bright moon. In this bleak season, even if it is bleak everywhere, I still have the warmth you gave me. Even if the fallen leaves no longer whisper to me, I will relive the eternal tenderness in my heart endlessly. Even if your back has disappeared, the tremor left in your heart will never stop. Just like this eternal feeling, there will be no change in the possibility of mountains without tombs and Lei Zhen in winter.

4 1, shallow eyebrows and lips, light candlelight, light dusk. The trees in the empty courtyard are singing birds, and the evening breeze gently blows up dust. Cold night rain cold sleeves, dark clouds hurt. Mottled tears in the mottled mirror, vaguely rouge vaguely traces. Lonely windows, lonely moons, desolate people under bleak lamps. Acacia pillow acacia dream, three stones on the soul.

42. At that time, when the back of light quietly left and the memory remained on the road to the future, we always looked for our past in ever-changing scenes or memories to leave our deepest thoughts. Today's time may be sunny, but tomorrow may be different. In fact, life is to find your place in constant thinking and constant trekking. My life is like this, and so are you.

43. What is the mystery behind worrying about Qingyuan and not understanding everything in the world? I can't see through the scenery of the world, and I don't understand the customs of the world. Ren is slowly silent in the fleeting time; Ren shallot gradually turns yellow in the process of change. It's just that the figure who turned away refused to leave easily, disturbing the inner peace from time to time, leading to emotional growth.

44. Stop and go Mo Wen; Under the moon, white bones are wrapped in red, looking back at the blue pupil and seeing the back of strangers. Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, attracting the west, cutting bones into flutes and singing. The skeleton woman wrote, drew a human skin, wrapped in a red dress, beautiful and vague.

45. In this life, love does not bear acacia, and flowers shake tears. Don't look back. I'm just drunk for the Iraqis. How can you be as cold as ice if you can't control yourself if you are unfathomable? I will miss a pot of warmth and drink the past; Wandering around the world, laughing only for the beautiful scenery, but I miss it infinitely, which makes people feel heartbroken! Where we met, the purple smoke was long, the horizon was broken, and the words were still bleak. If true, if false; I'm stupid, I can laugh.

46. There is still silence in the familiar memory, and the veil of the sky is slowly lifted; Deep starry sky, dim light and shadow are hidden in the newly awakened face, and a few drops of crisp dew are swaying in the heavy night sky.

47. Thank you for making me unable to live in your eyes, so that I can embrace your back and have more regrets to firmly remember all the imperfections; Thank you, I can't hug your back, so I can become your back, hide in a quiet corner, don't look back, don't cherish.

48. The words of youth are getting rusty, and the rings are always easy to be branded with old marks. What you think will last forever is actually not around in an instant. People who have loved and missed will easily become strangers who have been familiar with them. Once pure and innocent, once beautiful dreams, slowly dissipated with the reincarnation of the four seasons.

49. I tell you frankly that I like to see your back. You smiled and asked me why my back was not beautiful. I said, because the back of one of my relatives is exactly the same as yours, I remembered his shadow. You nodded, you missed him, and I can understand you. You shook your head gently and shrugged helplessly. Forget it. I'll take you home.

50. The years are quiet and the past is like a song. The world returns to nature, not in the bustling place, but above the Peach Blossom Pond. The sword stabbed the pericardium, but there was not a drop of deep red. The pain was many years later. There is only one fate, and the only reincarnation is an affair. Reply to the news of classmates, confused, sour, sentimental, melodramatic, already disconsolate. In fact, the vast world of mortals, welcoming, drifting away, graceful back, looking back, many sentimentally attached, helpless, myriad customs, how to clarify a messy word!