Sadness in a bad mood, are you still afraid of lack of love? Girl, wake up!

I used to have it, but now I have lost it. I don't know whether he lost me or I lost him, but I can't find it.

It turns out that two people are so tired because they are not suitable together. Otherwise, why do you feel wronged and always want to cry? This state is very bad, it is not as comfortable as coming alone.

No one, no one is destined to be suitable. In the process of getting along, we should get used to it slowly. The most important thing is to understand each other, think from each other's point of view, don't make decisions blindly, and cherish what we have so that we won't miss it.

Feelings need to be run in. Life is like a play, just be comfortable. Difficult to get along with. Two people with different personalities are barely together and can only fight and kill. In the end, both sides lost, and both people and money ended.

When you are uncomfortable with each other, like people from two worlds, shouldn't you continue?

Everything needs to be put into practice, and what is more important is persistence after practice.

Nothing is necessary, only you want enough!

Recently, unpleasant things have come together and I feel breathless. I often ask myself what is the meaning of life. I can't change the world, only myself, but what should I do?

If you are in full bloom, butterflies will come. If you are perfect, are you afraid of lack of love? Girl, wake up!

It takes experience to know what is good and what is bad. Just protect yourself in the right way.

Perhaps, everyone will have one in their life. Delete QQ, WeChat and phone number, and you will become the most familiar stranger hidden in your heart.

There will be a moment when I touch the nameless pain in my heart, so I burst into tears. Good friends or lovers.

I looked at my mobile phone that day, hoping to wait for a message.

I've been wondering if he will be as sad as I am when we break up. If so, I might not be so hysterical. After all, if I put so much emotion into it, I will lose it.

I broke up, and I will never have you again in my life. I'm going blind myself for the rest of my life.

Finally broke up, tired of falling in love, with girlfriends in the middle, very wronged, sad and unable to say.

One day you will laugh off what you have done.

Finally, I don't like you for a long time. This is the end, but it still doesn't change the fact that he is love rat.

Loneliness, loneliness and sadness: wake up, there is no unfinished business in the world, only an immortal heart.

1. No matter when, where, what situation and what scene you meet, you must firmly believe that life is fair, because it closes a door for you and quietly opens a window for you!

Second, nothing in the world can last forever. If it flows, it flows away; If it exists, it will dry up; If it grows, it will wither slowly.

No matter how many mistakes you make, no matter how slow you make progress, you are ahead of those who have never tried.

Four, lonely night, I learned to be brave without you, I learned to be strong without you, and I learned to pretend without you.

5. I have loved a lot and hurt a lot. Love once, hurt once. Love is more lonely than not loving. From hope to disappointment, from sweetness to heartache, my heart sinks again and again until I no longer expect anything, until my heart dies, until I believe that there is no love in this world that belongs to me.

I can't sleep all night on this rainy night. I closed my eyes and looked at myself in the dark. I saw myself clearly. I am so erratic flying in the night sky, as if looking for something. Unfortunately, it's too dark to see what I want.

Seven, loneliness without direction, until I squatted down and tears fell, I saw the tearful figure.

Eight, a person's time, always quietly find a quiet corner, to ease the suffocating mood oppressed by life.

Nine, I asked Feng, loneliness, will there be a three-year shelf life? The wind is smiling, loneliness is freezing our hearts, it won't go bad, it often goes bad, so what is the shelf life? Because it has no future. Maybe it's ba, maybe it's spring: when it flies.

Ten, some people are destined to wait for others, and some people are destined to be waited.

I don't pray for your true love with my sincerity, but how can I disappear in the west wind of the shutter because of the helplessness of life?

Don't say I'm sad, I'm just lonely, and I will become a legend with my brother.

Thirteen, a person always stays where he is. Although he may not lose anything, he will definitely miss something.

I'm not alone. I'm just one person. It's good to have me alone in my world. Busy enough.

Fifteen, how many opportunities will it take to see through this fantasy and make people realize that in this wet and cold swamp, they cheat each other and keep warm. Only when they wake up in the middle of the night will they feel really lonely. That kind of loneliness comes from everything, from the heart.

If others don't love me, I'd rather die than live-I can't stand being lonely and hated.

What you gave me is a story and an experience. In the final analysis, it is the last memory.

Eighteen, missing, unseen ends, is the distance between loneliness and loneliness. I have been looking forward to meeting, waiting for the person who didn't come, and how many times I look back and get disappointed loneliness.

Nineteen, in lonely feelings, a lot of envy will emerge in front of you; There are many extravagant hopes that will be entangled in my mind. However, the hardships and patience of life are the truth of pain. What you get and what you don't get, what you get and what you lose, will gradually become nothingness in the perceived body odor.

Twenty, don't go near, I don't want to break the status quo for you and hurt myself, don't sympathize, your smile has always been my painful happiness.

Twenty-one, on the road, not to travel, not because of someone, just to meet an unknown self on an unknown road.

Twenty-two, loneliness is like summer rain, ruthless dripping, and a hundred grasses are inclined; Loneliness is like autumn frost, cold and heartless, flowers bloom and wither; Loneliness is like the sadness in my heart, which can't be expressed in words. Loneliness is like blue, like blowing snow.

Twenty-three, wake up, there is no unfinished business in the world, only an immortal heart.

The doctor said that my illness would not get better. I cried for four hours and got caught in the rain for six hours.

Twenty-five, those things that we once thought were unforgettable were forgotten in the process of our obsession.

26. May you die alone. You deserve to be blind and not choose me.

27. Dora's box has infinite power, but there is always a key to open it. Just like my troubles, if I face them with my heart and look at them with strong optimism, even stones will be worn out by water drops one day. Find the key that belongs to you, and don't let Pandora's box imprison your happiness forever.

28. Loneliness is not loneliness, loneliness, emptiness and boredom. It is a realm of spiritual enrichment and a pure land of the spiritual world. Only thinkers can enjoy its fun.

Twenty-nine, fingers tapping on the keyboard, sentence by sentence, line by line, paragraph by paragraph, are all concerned, are all infatuated, is it because the tenderness sealed in the bottom of my heart has not disappeared, will knock down these lonely handwriting again and again.

Thirty, but everyone wants to live a happy life, whether it is easy to get happiness or desperately strive for happiness.

Thirty-one, our loneliness is like a city floating in the sky, as if it is a secret, but we can't say it.

I used to think that the worst thing in life is to die alone. Actually, it is not. The worst thing is to die with those who make you feel lonely.

Thirty-three, the story is such a simple beginning, but it is such a sad end. I can't forget that distant hug, that slowly leaving back, that rainy dusk, that sad sunset ... when we ended, I had nothing.

Only peaceful and quiet people can realize that loneliness is a rare state of mind.

Thirty-five, it's late at night, and the wind is gone. Give me an old time, sitting alone under a mossy wooden window and making a pot of leisure tea. Never mind, when can the swallows flying to the south go home? Don't ask, where will that boat be exiled?

When love can control you or you think there is only love in your world, love has lost its real meaning. One day you will understand that love is just one thing, not everything, friends are also important, and the most important thing is that you still have something you want to do.

Being with friends is also a kind of loneliness. But this kind of loneliness is better and more comfortable than being alone. Because true friends are completely unprepared.

Loneliness is a calm stream that can't even lift a spray. But it contains the hope of becoming a waterfall and permeates the ideal of running to the sea.

Thirty-nine, you can, when my mouth is closed. See through my heart and give me the best love.

There are so many people around us that we are indifferent to the crowd. Many of us like traveling. Why? Because we want to find a place where no one exile themselves. Why avoid others? Because lonely people are interesting. Loneliness is a pastime for self-entertainment.

Forty-one, many people love someone wrongly because of loneliness, but more people are lonely all their lives because of loving someone wrongly.

Forty-two, the end has been doomed, we can't change anything, we can't do more! This is the end of loving your heart!

I will give you everything I can, except to let you know that my heart hurts.

Forty-four, there is a thirst, only wine can moisten, and this thirst is loneliness.

Forty-five, troubles such as drizzle, such as cow hair, such as thorns, are beneficial. Every worry is like a dagger, stabbing you, like winter rain, weaving diagonally and hurting your face.

46. We have pursued happiness, at least we have seen the back of happiness.

Forty-seven, if it takes a long time, will you still blame me, like an ordinary old friend, or will you feel sorry for me?

Forty-eight, sad and lonely, the world is big, no one understands me. Looking around, I can't see anything. I don't know what regret is. Everything is bleak after leaving you. I don't know what a mistake is, but it's a long road. I don't know what hope is. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Forty-nine, although I have no ability to untie the knot of life, I have seen that the existence of life is absolutely lonely!

Some people don't have to say goodbye because they are just passing by. Forgetting is the best memory we give each other.

Fifty-one, drinking coffee, bitter. Happiness and sadness, truth and emotion, still can feel the yearning and loneliness.

Fifty-two, sunrise and sunset, let a hundred flowers blossom. What you met, what you left, what you remembered and what you forgot all turned away in the cold spring.

Fifty-three, leaning against the window, lowering your eyebrows, whispering the drizzle outside the window, you sigh in the rain, as if calling.

When I was alone, I learned to associate with loneliness, listen to lonely songs, taste sad melodies and enjoy loneliness alone.

Fifty-five, growth is like this, there is trouble when there is happiness, and there is joy when there is sadness. Just like the rainbow bridge, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, although varied, are not inferior to colorful. It's also like a seasoning bottle, sweet, sour, spicy and salty. You don't know the taste until you taste it!

56. Enjoy loneliness! You will find that when you take loneliness as a habit, at that moment, you really grow up.

57. Behind the loneliness of the strong is glory, and behind the loneliness of the weak is desolation.

58. No amount of narration can explain an experience, and no amount of lonely words can express a lonely mood.

If you are lonely, don't tell anyone, it will only make you more lonely.

Choosing to live alone always does more harm than good. If you have to, it is not desirable.

Sixty-one, the beauty and loneliness in the depths of the soul always need a person to experience.

Sixty-two, loneliness is a nature of returning to nature in human nature. Loneliness will accompany us all our lives. Loneliness after the noise is a state of mind, loneliness is a feeling, but different people have different feelings.

Sixty-three, the cigarette that lasts at night burns the loneliness that lasts at night, and loneliness continues the loneliness of the soul.

Sixty-four, I took off my fake smile and put on a tired face. I am still attached to you, but I have learned to hide. ? My life is still as calm as ever, and the only fluctuation is the tears when I miss you. * *, our distance is calculated in light years.

Sixty-five, depression patients generally feel lonely, depression patients are flawed in character, so personality also leads to loneliness.

Sixty-six, a person's loneliness is not loneliness, a person looking for another person, one sentence looking for another sentence, is the real loneliness.

Sixty-seven, in this hurried and realistic world, we look at repetition, look at habits and get tired, the same car, the same scenery.

Sixty-eight, life is a practice without regrets. And missing is the beautiful loneliness in this practice. I use your joys and sorrows to moisten my pen and wander between the lines. Bury sadness in the corner of memory, fold up a thousand layers of worries, make your face beautiful and fresh, and render my colorful dreams.

Loneliness is hearing a familiar name and accidentally remembering some stories; Loneliness is a shadow that walks past me, smiling and saying deja vu to me.

Like me, the wound is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow.

Seventy-one, whose love is placed in the holiday market, bargaining and auctioning its weight.

Seventy-two, youth is a gorgeous dream, there will always be people going to empty one day, but no matter how lonely, thank you for staying with me.

Seventy-three, falling red is lonely, it falls with the wind, without direction ... without the fiery splendor of the past, without the elegance of the past, bid farewell to the noise of the past and become lonely.

Seventy-four, promise me that when we are apart, I will be happy to forget and stop touching me.

Seventy-five, behind every talented face, there is always a lonely figure talking about loneliness.

Express the sadness of breaking up and losing in a bad mood. Can we go back in time?

1. Because of you, I have been serious, I have changed, I have tried, and I have been sad. I am stupid, stupid for you; I hurt you; Late at night, you are my inertial memory. I don't want to struggle for the past, I don't want to work hard for the past, I don't want to worry about missing it, but I just don't want to, but I can't.

I don't want to hang myself under your tree, because it will bring you trouble, but I can't help myself. Is it wrong to like someone?

3. I am silly to live in our memories and recall the sky with you and me.

4. Never look back, why not forget; Since there is no chance, why take the oath? Today, everything is like water without a trace; Tomorrow, you will be a stranger.

5. Ruthless, you need to have heart and lungs first, and then you are heartless. That process is called heartbreak.

6. You can't imagine how much I love you, and of course I hate you too.

7. Even if you don't meet, talk or send messages, there will always be a place in your heart and someone will always be safe.

8. Many people come into your life just to teach you a lesson and then turn around and leave.

9. If I can, I'd rather not know each other at first, at least I won't be so heartbroken now.

10. Are you okay? I hope you are in the distance I can't see.

1 1. I think I can get used to living alone, and I think I can pretend not to have loved.

12. From strangers, to meeting, to getting to know each other, to leaving, to forgetting, it is better to never meet.

13. Our only tacit understanding now is to lie quietly on each other's friend list, ignore it and live separately.

14. Some stories are destined that I am only a supporting role, and some people are just passers-by in my world. Some days, I live in longing and look at the blue sky, and my tears soak the window sill on one side. Day after day, year after year, the whole window will eventually spread. In the impenetrable gap, only moss shows that time can't catch up with the edge of hurry.

15. Once all the happiness disappears, can we go back to the past?

Sadness in a bad mood: Who loves a person more is doomed to lose?

Your face will never beat again, even if it is a simple greeting.

I don't need anyone's closeness, and I don't need to pretend to be optimistic to quietly contact that poor me.

I can't imagine who it belongs to who once warmed my arms.

There are so many people in the street, but none of them are you.

We are all playing down this relationship. You choose a new lover, I choose the time.

If many things are the same, will you be happier?

People often miss the past, not because it is beautiful, but because it can never come back.

No matter how hard it is, stick to it, because only the moment you give up will you lose.

Sometimes, let nature take its course, and you will know whether those things are worth having.

Youth is like cutting onions. We are all in tears, but we still enjoy it.

Time tells us that what we said is not a relative, and we can change it again.

How much love is like this, the beginning of the story: I will give you happiness; End of story: I wish you happiness.

The road ahead is still far, you may cry, but you must go on and never stop.

Whether you are asleep or awake, you never stop reciting your name.

You should wake up and not shed tears easily. You should be brave to face right and wrong, and don't make yourself so tired.

I'm pathetic. Your love for dogs will give me nothing.

When I need comfort and a shoulder to lean on most, you bring me more indifference and sadness.

Fingertips are stiff, trying to beat my damn heart to death.

No one can sleep with me, and no one can hug me. Maybe I should go to learn to be lonely again.

Affection is to love, affection is like blood, love is like air.

We were silent all the time, and finally, I spoke.

You are God's punishment for me. You poisoned me, but you didn't want to give me the antidote!

Now is just now, don't think about going back to the past, the past, it's all over, start over.

I'm bored recently, living alone, lonely and crazy. There is no one to accompany me, and no one to accompany me to be sad.

Since when have we replaced everything with silence?