Diary of Sadness: Falling Flowers

Listening to the wind, mixed feelings, countless falling flowers, is the sky sad or falling flowers sigh? In Mo's pen, the beauty in memory has changed. Whose little sadness is the smell of October? Is it a helpless farewell or a sad commemoration? Ink stained fingertips, falling flowers everywhere, a lonely rain, turned into a wisp of melancholy, drifting with the wind.

Autumn, for many people, is a particularly sad season. Everything is facing withering one after another. With a breeze, flowers fell all over the ground. Fingertips are stained with sadness, and pain is entangled in the heart. It spreads the body bit by bit, affecting breathing, and there is no way to hide it. At night, it has nothing to do with gender. Even men can be weak and there is no way to continue to be strong. The vicissitudes of pain and the past, like someone deliberately open.

The night sky is not very clean, because some of my immature ideas seem more lonely, and my thoughts can't help wandering in sadness. If I hadn't met some people, I wouldn't have done this. If I hadn't met some people, I wouldn't be so unhappy and sleepy, and my mind still couldn't escape. I used to be so positive, but now I am so embarrassed that I have to let go. Time is passing, but I am going backwards.

It's cold with the window open. As soon as the wind blows, I can imagine the fallen flowers and broken petals in the yard. It seems to be the beginning, but I seem to hear the sound of heartbreak, and my eyes are blurred in an instant. Suddenly feel particularly bleak tonight. The more I think about it, the worse I feel. Some thoughts make me happy. They disturb the loneliness in my heart, the loneliness of changing seasons and the loneliness of passing away. Who knows how much I hurt and care? Anyway, many people who told me today don't know.

Now, I only let the words dance sadly at my fingertips. Some time ago, I despised some things I typed at school. I didn't expect to do something I hate now. A person, a lamp, a fairly good song, combines words and music, and records growth with a keyboard. In fact, meeting is enough, it is a miracle, a love, a love that has not been realized.

Flowers bloom and fall, who hurts the night? I can't see you. I hate it. It's irresponsible to make it clear that I don't want to see you. At this moment, I gently ask your city, which should be regarded as a neighbor: do you hear it? Little F's sad tone.

In the invisible years, I am no longer calm and my memory is too deep. I am not who I used to be. Years, those persistent waiting, sentimental no one to tell, those feelings slowly flowing, happiness is so close, but so far, I can not escape, not far away.

The night is lonely, a piece of white paper is quietly spread out, and the words are fleeting. Who touched the deepest sadness in silence? Is it a helpless farewell or a sad commemoration? Miss gradually spread at the fingertips, and ink stained the fingertips and hurt the ground.

Aesthetically sad diary A woman is like a flower.

I remember when I was a child, I couldn't help picking beautiful flowers every time I saw them. Although sometimes the hand is stabbed, it will endure the pain and forcibly take it for yourself.

At that time, I proudly raised my trophy and my bleeding hands to my partners. Their praise made me proud to be a hero. Flowers kept in bottles at home will soon wither, droop, lose petals and wither. Then I will take them with a little melancholy and loss, but I will soon forget those beautiful flowers that withered in my hands in advance! Tonight, I am leaning on the sofa, inadvertently thinking of the beautiful flowers, the life that died young, and also thinking of myself who is lonely now. There are thousands of kinds of beauty, but all have the same thing-life! Maybe I should enjoy it from a distance and let Mei choose her most suitable lifestyle!

I always thought I could be qualified to love. I suddenly looked back and read my story carefully before I realized that I was just a doll manipulated by others in this relationship. From the beginning to the end of love, my emotions are involuntary, just like leaves, spring is long and autumn falls. This is the law of nature! Pity your love, but it was terminated by others and forced to take a curtain call! Where does my heart live?

Love makes me giggle all the time, makes my brain short-circuit, makes me lose myself, makes me lose my dignity, makes me laugh and cry by any means, that is, but I will still love, because I am dear, deeply loved and favorite! I am intoxicated with this ignorance, drunkenness makes me happy, drunkenness makes me move, drunkenness makes me feel at ease! Love is abandoned to the extreme, just like falling from the clouds to the bottom of the sea. This smell can only be deeply understood if you understand it! There is only one word difference between love and hate, but how many spoony women and lovers have been destroyed through the ages! Love is the nourishment and ornament of life, but now it makes me feel like gunpowder, afraid to touch it, afraid to blow me to pieces at once! When the cruelty of material and reality swallowed up love, I thought it was time for me to surrender. What am I still insisting on? No one needs it or deserves it. Perhaps I, who was deeply hurt by him, should go with the flow, fly with the wind, dance with joy, and be happy, but I found that I couldn't.

The frenzied heart is pounding hard in this dark night, but no matter how crazy it is, it is still wordless pain! I know this is extremely unwilling and cold, but there is nothing I can do, I can only cry helplessly! The raindrops outside the window are unable to drop, which makes people feel even more desolate! In fact, I really hope that a rare snow can cover all the filth on this earth! Maybe my thoughts will be completely frozen, and I hope there will be no more heartache! Deception cost me everything, but I learned to think calmly; Betrayal makes my heart ache, but it also makes me want to run freely, throw away boots, coats, scarves and skirts, and tear off these disguises, so I run all the way with my red-hot nature! In this world of ice and snow, I want to release my fanatical passion, shed my boiling sweat and wipe away my remaining heartache! My heart is unwilling to find happiness, and the injury makes me completely broken, but I have to carefully modify my deformity! I believe that my suffering will end one day, and I believe that those who cheat and betray me will taste the same sin one day. I will dominate the sky as soon as possible! Things go round and round, there are causes and consequences, natural laws!

Loneliness is to let us better think and sort out the hurried life behind the excitement, and loneliness is to let us know how to cherish ourselves and design the future! Friends, let's cherish the gift from God-loneliness, because it can make us more beautiful, mature, wise and calm, and also let us have a new understanding of the road we have traveled and the people we have lived with! Maybe not all love will have a result, not all efforts are right, and not all sincerity can be understood! Love is innocent, people's hearts are full of danger, and this life is difficult to be complete. Let's make an appointment in the afterlife!

Women are like flowers, but every woman has her own flower language! If you love this woman, a man should read her flowery language first, not lust after her beautiful face! Don't say love easily, ask yourself, do you really love? Did you pay? Don't say brokenhearted, do you really love with your heart? Are you really heartbroken Love is an unrequited effort. Have you really done it? No, please don't always pretend to be sad, then please learn to respect love! Life is innocent, but it will respond to us!

If you can't love her, cherish her and understand her, please be merciful and don't pick her! Keep her fresh and perfect, and let the men who love, understand and cherish her bloom the most gorgeous and charming flowers in the world!

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Sad diary, talking about love.

If you love deeply, you will be silent; if you love strongly, you will be attached. It doesn't want to have each other. It just wants to be together for life, and it doesn't want the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. It just wants to have a soul. The truest love is the language in the soul. Love, not for prosperity, only for single-mindedness, love, not for gorgeous, just for never giving up. In this life, there is attachment in my heart, just for you, which is also happiness.

Life needs a little detachment, which is called serenity and indifference. Life can't let go of feelings, mood and life. The most terrible decadence is not the environment but the mentality. Give yourself a truth, sprinkle a shallow smile, and give yourself a frank, boring and naive smile. Thanks to the experience, I didn't miss every scene, boiled a pot of water, walked all my life, and looked at the faint line quietly, but I was not happy.

Love is a cup of hot tea when you are sick, a coat when you are cold, a hug when you are tired and a support when you are helpless. Don't say that love is too simple. Being together is the truest warmth. Don't say happiness is too far away. As long as you feel it with your heart, it is actually in the details of life. Love is to let one person live in another person's heart. Very simple, only missing, only caring, happiness.

I am deeply infatuated with a dream, and I am sad and lonely. I cherish my infatuation. I love you very much and miss you very much. You are the most beloved person in my life. No one can take your place in the depths of my soul. Maybe this life is doomed. For this true love, my two hearts are broken, my heart is broken, I am covered with scars and lost my soul.

Two hearts can't depend on each other, dragging each other's tired bodies, shivering in the cold wind, and exhausting the true love of their lives. Love is so tired, so painful and so hurt. Two hearts are on the verge of loneliness and despair, struggling in pain and wandering in the wandering night. Missing is our only right, which makes people feel heartache, tears, heartbreak, haggard, heartbreak, despair and despair.

Despair and sadness, the starting point of pain and heartbreak, intentional falling flowers and ruthless running water, what makes each other's faces aging, through the heartbreak and helplessness of the world, time has passed through the world of mortals, and there are still tears in the corners of their eyes. What makes tears turn into bright red blood drops? In this life, you and I can only be at the two ends of the world, suffering from acacia, sad and helpless.

Tears fell from the corner of my eyes, containing powder that tore my soul. My tearful eyes looked at your sad turn and left my world with painful tears, which deeply hurt my soul, but my soul still loved you deeply. At that moment, my devastated soul was completely crushed, tears fell down, and tears fell into the depths of the painful world. My world can't live without you.

I am willing to tolerate everything about you. You are the only true love in my life, but the world is so unfair to us, because I love you so deeply, so deeply and so truly, in exchange for the pain and sorrow of your life. In that lovesick ferry, in that corner of my soul, you will always occupy that corner and live in the depths of my soul. No one can take your place and will never wander.

I leave this loneliness alone by my side and live in the world of missing; Two people are painting, with a ray of acacia, and the lettering is very long. Since then, the farthest you have become my recent watch. You are my most beautiful acacia, my most idiotic expectation, my thoughts are gentle, my dreams are in pairs, my poems and paintings are gently rubbed, my smile is cherished, and waves of spring tides are like the agreement of peach blossoms. I poured a cup of silent company and was intoxicated for a long time. The most beautiful feeling in the world.

There is nothing like rubbing a thrilling joy at the moment of looking at each other, getting drunk with wine, knowing the truth with love, waiting for a common friend with gentle words, watching the distant thoughts with affectionate infatuation, making the thoughts like flowers, fragrant your face and passing through the knot and helplessness of your life. There is no fate in this life, and we can only expect each other to live well, happily and happily in this life.

In this life, I have rendered the loneliness and painful sadness of generations of you and me. Your happiness is my only hope in this life. My deep love for you in this life can only be my lifelong thoughts and concerns. In the final analysis, I am still a floating cloud, staying in painful sadness, dripping my heart, shedding tears all my life, enjoying the prosperity of my life, watching the fallen leaves return to their roots, turning red into mud, and still holding them down.

It is difficult to put a love word into practice, leaving a blank sheet of paper, heartbroken by the moon, sad in the dream, difficult to gather in the world, close at hand, and sad to stay. Who made a promise at the end of time, who provoked tears, asked what the world is like, and committed people to life and death. The encounter between people depends on fate, and the recognition of heart and heart depends on sincerity and affection. Not everyone has feelings, but there will be feelings in his heart. Every feeling is connected with understanding, and every heart contains peers.

QQ Space Sadness Log Talk about Daquan

1, I'm used to listening to sad melodies lazily, and I'm used to looking at sad words silently. I always feel that the sky is so blue, and blue makes people feel a little depressed. The night is so quiet, quiet makes people want to cry a little, life is so pale, pale makes people feel a little weak. The reality is so cruel, cruel to make people a little sad, clear to make people a little hypocritical. The pain is so real, so real that people are a little numb. . .

2, a person's hospitality, a person's loneliness, a person's one-man show, no gorgeous stage, less sensational audience, no suitable opponent, no perfect dialogue, delusion to make up for all the imperfections with love. Ignite all the loneliness behind me, I can also wear a rockhopper, a rosy glow, and paint my face with gorgeous powder with oil paints to perform this kind of one-man show that no one appreciates. No flowers, no applause, no blessings, it doesn't matter, one person is a one-man show, one person is a director, one person is a performer, and I hope I can have happiness!

3, a turn, leaving behind, is the cold back, smile becomes hypocritical, gentleness becomes unbearable. You have to bear the pain that you can't let go of for a lifetime as a price. Numbly looking at myself ridiculously, I hurried to clean up this messy mess, only to find that my heart had already been broken. I can't find the right way out. I want to go back to the original point, but I can't find the way back.

It turns out that all this is just a one-man show directed and performed by me in my own world. In reality, the protagonist is neither you nor me. We just play our own story in someone else's play, and the play is over. Shouldn't we leave, too Then can we play again?

5. Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?

6. In this sad and bright March, I beat the horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence.

7, you laugh once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.

8. Things that we thought we could never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession.

9. Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I will always think of your loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.

10, whenever I look at the sky, I don't like talking anymore. Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the sky again.

1 1, I count your smiles every day, but when you are in Lian Xiao, you are so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.

12, there is so much warmth in my life. I gave you everything, but you left me. How can I smile at others in the future?

13, I once had a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like fog. That smile became a swift river deep in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night.

14, secular noise and brightness, secular happiness and happiness, like a clean stream, in the wind, in front of my eyes, double oars, warm as a spring spewing out, I don't expect anything, I just hope you are happy, don't be sad.

15, the wind blows like a flower, and your smile has become the most beautiful ornament in my life, looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.

16. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.

17, hiding in a certain time and missing the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.

18, take my hand and close your eyes, so you won't get lost.

19, if one day we are not together, we should be together.

20. Some things are still unfinished. Forget it. We are all kings and domineering in our own world. You don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you.

2 1, I forgot which year, which month and which day, and on which wall I carved a face. Zhang Wei smiled sadly and stared at my face. We laughed and said: we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact, we had already been swept away silently by the torrent.

22. Some people will be engraved in memory forever. Even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling when they think of him will never change.

23. Those who say they will never part have already been scattered all over the world.

24. Children associated with words will never be happy. Their happiness is like playful children, wandering to the skylight, but still refusing to come back.

You will never see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.