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In her gorgeous youth, he loved her like many people, just like loving or praising a jewel-like scabbard with a sword hidden in it. In her gorgeous youth, he loved her like many people, just like loving or praising a jewel-like scabbard with a sword hidden in it.

1. In a person's life, time is like a flowing river, and life is like Agger surging in the river of time, pursuing every ray of light and hope. I firmly believe that human life is wonderful because of pursuit!

2. When people begin to sigh and miss their youth in the drifting rings, I really don't know whether this is the sadness of life or the performance of a person's maturity. However, I always feel that although youth is fleeting, it will always be a beautiful scenery in life and a lively movement.

Whatever you do, remember it's for yourself, so there's nothing to complain about. The story of my best friend; The Last Romantic

4. In the long future, countless times will change the irresistible trajectory of life bit by bit, separate the lovers, turn the vows into empty memories, accumulate the wind and sand of the years on the young pipa, and engrave the names read on the stone tablets of the cemetery. Long enough for you and me to meet, fall in love, and then. Make you fall in love with another person again.

Bells are greetings, songs are blessings, autumn leaves are greeting cards, breeze is a handshake, sincerity is a postmark, years are bookmarks, wine is a reward, and happiness is a gift. On the occasion of National Day, I wish my family happiness and prosperous career!

6. Motherly love is sunshine, and you can feel the warmth of spring even in the cold winter; Motherly love is a clear spring, even if the dust of the soul flies, it can make you clear; Motherly love is a tree. Even if the seasons cycle, it sticks to its home and is willing to support a green shade.

7. I am willing to go home with tears in my eyes, cherish the years and find the poems in my heart. The wind is up again.

8. Time flies, and it will be autumn and winter soon. The cold north wind is fearless and raging, trying to take everything away. But in the cold wind, will your figure always be there?

9. After experiencing wind, frost, rain, snow and hardships, our motherland has made great strides in the long river of years. It was not until 1949 that she broke free and straightened her chest. Our motherland has made great strides to win today's happy life.

10. When I was young and frivolous, I thought I knew what love was. After years of precipitation, I realized that love is not a superficial grandeur and affair. More often, it is a little detail, a kind of silent care, a deep love, which needs to be felt, experienced and cherished with heart.

1 1. The name written on the palm of your hand becomes blurred bit by bit with the passage of time and the washing of years. When you look for the mark of that year in the fuzzy palm, all you leave is tears.

12. Silent night, counting the years when painting generally flows, only to find you in every detail. The loneliness in the middle of the night surrounded my whole body and mind; My thoughts drift away. In March of that year, spring blossomed, bicycles got old, and love began to wake up like weeds in spring. I met you in this season.

13. Can your warm hand carry me all my life? Singing forever? If I have another chance, I won't be the cinnabar on your chest. I will hold your hand day and night. In the silent night, there are a few stars hanging in the sky. I don't think about it, unforgettable, comforting, worrying about the empty column, and regretting the years. Autumn geese in western Western jackdaw bring desolation, so why sit in danger and think of the king?

14. Dad is very fat. His whole body is not muscle, but fat. Years have left little trace on my father. Seen from a distance, this young man is quite cool. Speaking of my dad's hair, it's amazing. Because my dad has a handful of hair, all distributed around his head. The hair in front is the longest and forms an island by itself. This situation is like a desert surrounded by a black forest. I think this may be the result of my father's mental work.

15. Time flies, Buddhist songs are scattered, and my thoughts are wasted. Under the flow of time, silent endings are staged again and again, and I often feel deeply lonely. That is a trace of love in my mind, and it is also the endless flute sound in the hourglass of time. In the dim night, I spread around silently, scooping up a stream of water, and my fingertips were stained with white flowers. Withered time can only be appreciated when it is in a helpless state. It is an acceptance of regret, and the tedious years are burdened with pain.

16. After thousands of years, there are more and more ink stains stained with acacia. This life is full of desolation for you, and only by looking back gently will you declare loneliness a poem that you can't bear to look back. I collected 3,000 infatuations under the bodhi tree, tired in the corner, exhausted my feelings, thinned the years and danced my thoughts into chaos.

17. No more illusions, everything has its own life arrangements. It's plain and doesn't need anything to add. The pond remains the same; The water is muddy and covered with dark green algae. The plum tree next to it didn't bloom because it was summer. I feel the vicissitudes of the trunk and feel the power of the years. Everything has changed, whether it is people or this thing.

18. Time is very strange. I always thought I would grow into a big tree in time, but I turned into a mountain without paying attention. The trees I loved in those years, later, all disappeared.

19. The years pass quietly like running water, and no one can escape her gentle embrace. Childishness turns into wisdom, youth fades and maturity emerges. Who stole the fleeting time? Responsibility is freedom and darkness, vicissitudes are innocence and darkness, hair is white, beauty is beauty, but it can't reach time. If memories are only used to remember and leave something in the youth yearbook, cherish her smile, maybe tomorrow will be a cold face.

20. Standing at the intersection of alternating seasons, I can't find the direction, and the sunset reflects a long back. The mind faded and turned into water, swaying gently in the quiet lake waves of the years.

2 1. Unforgettable youth is my most emotional unrequited love and my most naive self. I always wanted to go back to those days. There are only two simple choices: love or not. Even if you cry for him and love, it will be tears full of youthful sweat and expectation. After that, it never happened again.

22. You dance in my heart with wings made of sunshine. You smiled charmingly on the choppy stamens, and I saw a drop of hot tears falling slowly, which was a charming wish and sustenance. In the first ray of sunshine in the morning, I saw your delicate red lips leave a deep kiss on the forehead of the years.

23. I secretly told my mother: fifteen years have passed, the wind has passed, and the rain has passed. It is you who have been with me, giving me strength with love, making me stand up, facing the place where the sun rises, and bravely climbing the peak of my life. Mom, I will repay you with impressive results.

24. Blessing is like a blooming flower, floating leisurely. Day is a flowing song, which suddenly sings until the end of the year. Years are a thin page of notes, which turn to the moment of the new year in a trance. I wish you a happy new year!

25. Years have blurred the faces of acquaintances, and the future makes us feel more and more lonely. It is not until one day that you look for the lost memory that you find that the people in the memory are so familiar.

26. What makes people mature is not time, but experience. The maturity of plants is the evolution of state; The maturity of life is the improvement of consciousness. Time has become a landscape and a face, but it can't make people grow naturally. The realm of life, only after experiencing it, how much you understand, how much you grow. Dare to travel, understand quickly, teenagers are heroes; If you waste your time and close your mind, you will become an idiot. Mature life, indifferent attitude.

27. The wheels of time run over day and night, spring, summer, autumn and winter; The cycle of fleeting time sent away the twilight in the morning, like fleeting time; The footsteps of youth are getting old and no longer young. Dear, thank you for your persistence. It turns out that you have been stuck in my life, never gone far, never left, never been replaced by anyone.

28. I hope that the beautiful memory will not rush through the years, so that it will stay in our hearts forever.

29. Perhaps, in the world of mortals, no one can hold on to the past, and those lost years, such as sand, have been missed; Like smoke, floating away; Like a dream, it disappeared. However, after thousands of turns in life, the swaying branches of the years are still the faint fragrance that can still be smelled in the wind.

How many things have gone against her wishes? She just tries to do better. How many people have broken her heart, and she just used sadness to heal her wounds. The years are dignified, the wind and rain are vivid, and my mother silences me with love. I can't say how my mother is. I don't even know whether what I wrote is clear and correct, and whether it conforms to the norms of writing my mother's composition. But after all, I can only read my mother with love, read her love and read it in my heart.

3 1. Everything about you will be forgotten one day. In the future that we don't want to forget but are forgotten by years, there will always be you in our lives. That's part of my growing up, and it will never disappear. All love, all hate, all wet memories in heavy rain, all camphor trees, all tears and hugs, all unforgettable burning years. In the summer of the end of the solstice, all the prosperous and discrete lives rushed to a grand death together.

32. Time flies, and you have half a day's leisure. Hehe, I've always liked this feeling!

33. perishable youth is also like a flower. How many people have been in full bloom and beautiful for a while; How many people left a glorious past when their youth passed away. I also pointed out the country and inspired the text; I once believed that the wisdom of young people is the wisdom of the country, and the strength of young people is the strength of the country. So many people can forget the heroic spirit, and how many people can forget the fleeting years when youth slipped away quietly.

34. Laughing at suffering is Sima Qian's persistence in writing books with humiliation; Laughing at suffering is Su Dongpo's freedom to express himself regardless of wind and rain. Laughing at suffering is Xu Xiake's uninhibited writing life. Through the dust of years, the confidence and perseverance of countless sages in the face of suffering have turned into a drop of crystal in the long river of years, shining in the historical sky.

35. You gave me the real meaning of life as bright as gold. After years of polishing and washing, it becomes clearer and clearer after a long time. You gave me life and raised my land, and I love you deeply!

36. Time makes you change slowly. The temper and happiness of life have opened my eyes to everything. I never want to explain my inner world to anyone, nor do I want to explain what kind of person I am. I am used to leaving this world silently and snuggling up to peace. The past is like a dream, and time can forget everything. Body and mind, stir up waves again. I will never recall the past world. The good and the bad have long been dim, and everything in the past has long since vanished. Shy;

37. In those days, the general who galloped on the battlefield with an iron horse of Jin Ge is now old. Time waits for no one!

Everyone is always eager to live a stable and interesting life. I always hope to walk in the corridor of time, enjoy the spring flowers and autumn fruits, and enjoy the fragrance of the years with a clear heart.

We will never forget our mother, and our love for her will never diminish with the passage of time. Happy Mother's Day!

40. Time can erase everything, but it will never erase my deep love for you. For a year, you taught me how to record the details of my parents in words. Now, I exclaim that for so long, I have never written your back and everything about you in a small world with ashamed words.

4 1. Winter goes and spring comes, and flowers are in full bloom. As long as you remember your first happiness, as long as you are willing to see my most charming smile, I am enough! These whispers are my sincere testimony to you. In the blink of an eye. We should not inadvertently walk through the stormy season, cherish the years and cherish our friends. Comfortable and continuous, leisurely cultivate your world and mine.

42. Laugh at the fleeting time and ignore the years. Life is like this. There are many ups and downs. There is a saying that a beautiful life will inevitably encounter setbacks, and after the storm is a rainbow; Life is hard to avoid suffering, and after the rain, it will clear up. Only by persisting, working hard and believing that the tears have penetrated, there will be a beautiful rainbow in the end.

43. Snowflakes caress pipa and play and sing for thousands of years. Drinking the bright moon alone is calm, clean and clear. At the end of the song, people are scattered, clothes dance with the wind, and life is scattered.

44. The river in my hometown has the tranquility of her years quietly, and the grove by the river looks at the opposite river steadily. On the white and green banks, frogs and drums came from time to time. Dragonflies are dancing gently in the middle of the river, and when they walk down, they wake up the sleeping river. Flocks of wild ducks are playing happily in the river.

45. Hold the railing and enjoy the waves rushing down from the mountain and the beautiful scenery of the distant green hills. However, there is a familiar image of a foreign two-story building. I think of a sentence written by Liu Zao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, in "Traveling to the North": It is already ten frost in the guesthouse and Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. Am I like Liu Zao, and I have become a fellow villager in a foreign country unconsciously for more than ten years?

46. In her gorgeous youth, he loved her like many people, just like admiring or praising a jewel-like scabbard with a sword hidden inside.

47. The word youth has gradually drifted away, and those beautiful memories have been gradually blurred by the quicksand of the years, leaving only a faint fragrance in the mottled memories, which is memorable and unforgettable.

48. Snowflakes are flying, and I suddenly understand that there is a kind of happiness called contentment, a dream of a simple and happy life, and a feeling called everlasting love. Not only love, but also friendship. After getting along for a long time, we will naturally be a family, loving each other and going through the years together.

49. Oh, to miss a friend is to miss warmth and care, equality and mutual assistance, wisdom and strength. A friend is a spring from the soul, a friendly flower on an uneven road, a refuge in danger, a gentle and safe destination, a cup of tea stirred up in the autumn afternoon, and a good book full of papers. Especially when you are old, tired and want to have a rest, a friend is a pot of rich wine, which can accompany you to review the past years with relish, so that you can experience the splendor of life with your heart and never regret it.

50. Those years that have passed away with running water have long been blurred. How many confidants have I met, how many times I have been touched, and how many times I have been heartbroken.

5 1. Silence is a kind of beauty and a feeling. The moonlight in the water, quietly, reflects the charming years; The weeping willows on the shore quietly and gracefully reduce the soft mood; Swaying aquatic plants, silently waving the smile of the wind. During the journey, quietly face the sadness of the wind and the melancholy of the rain; Missing, quietly facing the distance of the moon and the loneliness of the night; In tears, quietly face the inner call and inner waiting. Quiet is a graceful word, a gentle painting and a affectionate book.

52. Time flies, like a dream, and they have welcomed the seniors who have been sent again and again. In the long river of my memory, whenever the party ends, under the light in the curtains, there are always people who prepare lessons and read books. Whenever the sun is not bright, there are always shouts of their morning exercises in the eardrum. When I was growing up, their behavior was deeply imprinted on my mind.

53. In the face of your silent waiting, I can't shout out the holy love, so I have to stand under the acacia tree and carefully cut my thoughts with the scissors of years.

54. A bright lamp illuminates the lush moonlight of the years, and reflects the lonely figure with the twinkling stars all over the sky.

55. In your young years, you have a world of your own, and you are happy to add color to it. This space is full of simple friendship, love and homework. But suddenly one day, you find that the perfection between heaven and earth cannot be extended to the whole world. Sunny weather is not the only weather in a bigger and wider place.

56. In the drunken years of the world of mortals, I will engrave the monument of loving you forever without any regrets. (Like snow)

57. Friends are a lifetime thing. No matter how far time passes, I still remember our friendship.

58. If I can, I would like to put all my hopes and love into the furnace of Taibai Venus, refine it into a seed of acacia, and then plant it in the afterlife, so that the years can pass and the helplessness in this life can be corrected by reincarnation.

With the tempering of years and experience, I find myself becoming "indifferent" gradually, but I know this is a good phenomenon, because one day, when I have more abilities, I will be a calm and enthusiastic person and contribute my love in the most appropriate way.

60. I am life and death, and you are reincarnation; I am the world of mortals, and you are vanity; I am an insignificant point used to mark the years, and you are the infinity that contains all the bits and pieces of the vicissitudes of life; I am karma, you are practice; I am a person who longs to be a god, and you are an immortal god; Now I am a prisoner, and you are a shepherd in the eternal Yuan Ye; I can't get rid of the body of this scene, you are a leisurely part of heaven and earth; I am the most affectionate smile and cry, you are the silent snow line on the top of the mountain; I am a ray of sunshine shining on tiny dust, and you embrace the darkness of everything; I forgive all trivial malice, and you are responsible for judging all evil thoughts you don't know; I am a colorful fantasy, and you are a lighthouse that illuminates the sea surface of Wan Li unwilling to be lonely; I think my life is too short and you think your freedom is too long. I am your Conan dream, and you are my inevitable destination. One life two, two lives three, three lives everything.

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