Extract a person's thoughts

Excerpting a person's thoughts, good words are the eyes of the article, and the formation of a person's three views is related to his excerpted famous sayings. Abstraction is like picking up shells on the beach, and abstraction is like compiling knowledge into a database in his brain. It is better to write poorly than to extract a person's thoughts.

I like a flower, I don't have to pick it, I like a cloud, I don't have to stay, I like a person, and I will keep you in my heart forever.

Second, happiness is not immortality, not big fish and big meat, not the power of the ruling and opposition parties. Happiness is the realization of every tiny wish in life. Eat if you want, and be loved if you want to be loved.

Third, I used to think I could live alone, but now I really can't get used to it. After a long time, I got used to it and I was tired. I really want to have you with me now! Looking at you, thinking about you. Appreciate the flowers and the moon until I know how to appreciate you and understand you. As time goes on, the atrium is getting closer. Come near you, walk into your heart, know you, love you and miss you!

Fourth, even in that dream, your name is calling softly. Maybe you are like a seed, planted in my heart, sprouting and growing sturdily in the days, entangled in my heart, how can I pull you out! You have taken root in my soul, how can I miss you!

Do you know that there are always people who miss you and care about you? Your smiling eyes, like starlight, adorn my heart curtain and shine every night.

6. When two people's love heats up to fever, it is nothing more than the most brilliant time when a flower blooms, and then withers. Unlike a flower, love is just a season, and when it fades, it will never be reborn. Flowers are different. After withering, there will be another year, and the next year will definitely bloom a hundred times more beautiful flowers than this year.

Seven, there is such a person, you can't help but look at each other's space, even if there is no dynamic?

Eight, you have to understand that not everyone will like you, accommodate you and love you. You should also know that not all the world hates you, ignores you and doesn't cherish you. If you just want to be the best you can be, people who love you will still love you, and people who don't love you will still dislike you even if you become a flower.

You haven't seen each other every day for months, so your relationship with him has become very close. At that time, you even thought about how to live without this person. Later they separated, but everything went on as before. The partner you once thought you could not live without has now become dispensable. Day after day, over time, you don't even think about him.

Ten, if a beauty has a dream, a gentleman can solve it; If a gentleman has words, then a beauty can listen; When all the prosperity is exhausted, it will turn into misty rain, wither with flowers, bend with the moon, the frost is heavy, and I am lonely as smoke. You sit alone like a lotus, and the evening breeze quietly passes through the window lattice, leaving a clear ice pain and a touch of worry. When can you read those affectionate eyes?

Eleven, pale thoughts, blind persistence, is just a scarred ending.

12. I didn't know I was a guest in my dream, so I didn't let myself sleep in the dead of night because I was afraid I would be sad when I woke up. At night, sitting alone in a corner, whispering to you quietly, your dream has become the direction I miss. I beg the floating clouds outside the window to bring you my freehand brushwork. May your dreams follow your heart, and your heart follow your dreams. Just like the irreplaceable tranquility of the night, one can think of you with all his memories without thinking about anything.

Thirteen, we are all so scattered in the wind of the years, looking back, but we can't see the traces of being together, although we were so hard together.

Fourteen, I spent my whole youth, but I couldn't get out of the long rainy season. I sang all the way, turned around all the way, with endless aftertaste and shed tears. I turned my heart into dew, perched on the broad leaves of my dream, and fell asleep, waiting for the morning light in the afterlife to wake me up gently. Then, in this life, can you allow me to settle down and return my innocent heart to the moon, as gentle as jade and with clear eyes, just like Ying Ying when I first saw him?

Fifteen, many things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the days when we never forget them.

Sixteen, I hope that I will bring an old wine in ten years, and I hope that you will be an old friend in ten years.

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

Eighteen, is life deceiving me, or is the world abandoning me? I am drifting on the boundless ocean, with no boundaries and no belonging. I lost my direction, but in order to survive, I have been resisting the wind and waves.

Nineteen, missing is sentimental. Under the call of thousands of raindrops in Qian Qian, tears could not help flowing down. My heart will feel a knife-like pain in a "sudden" moment. Lost, always want to recover, but everything is too late, and what can be recovered has long lost its former meaning.

I know some people dislike my weight, some people care about my appearance, some people are afraid of my unreasonable behavior, some people can't stand my temper, some people look down on me and don't take me seriously. Nevertheless, I still believe that there must be someone who can tolerate me and that person will accompany me all my life.

Twenty-one, miss is like a delicate ballet solo. Dance in a quiet space. Stretch out your arms, stand on tiptoe, hold your head high, turn your body, recall, recall, and it revels in its own dance.

Twenty-two, in my heart, there is an indelible scar, on my face, there is a sad face, in my eyes, there is a crystal, I know, that is called tears.

Twenty-three, the sky began to clear up, and the breeze passed by, so gentle, like every time you secretly kissed my cheek, I smiled, just because I thought of you.

Twenty-four, when you are very busy, you leave your cell phone on, waiting for her/his news ... you have fallen in love with her/him.

Twenty-five, I miss you very much. I miss you so much. It's a pain that slowly erodes my heart. It always reminds me that you are in my heart and always in my life, not fade away. Falling in love with the country takes away each other's faces and never forgets their inner feelings. Really, I miss you. It turns out that one day it will become coffee that I don't want to taste or experience. It turns out that your smiling face flew out of my sight in the cold wind of time when my memory was slowly peeling off.

26. Whether you miss it with tears or smiles, when you miss it, you have no distractions.

We usually say that love is an international fate, an opportunity, a luck and a coincidence. Love must know each other, knowing each other is not necessarily predestined love. Even if you open your heart to a person, pour out your heart and shed tears in front of her, even if you care, miss and appreciate, even if you love her, you don't have to express it, and you don't need to express it.

Excerpt from a person's idea 2. Lasting love needs lifelong support! Need sincere care! Care with true feelings! Although, love always makes you happy and bothers you, love always bothers you and annoys you. Although, love sometimes makes you heartache, your hatred is vague and painful!

Second, miss this life, the wind and smoke are fleeting, hand in hand in the world of mortals, get along day and night, and set the word for love. Two people depend on each other, like flowers, you are my only warmth, undeniable, and the bustling lips are lingering. That day, the sky was gloomy, just like my mood. Step on the broken sadness, close your eyes and can't remember your complete smile. At this time, it began to snow in my world.

I have eyes but I can't see your figure at any time. I have ears but I can't hear your voice at any time. I have hands but I can't hold you at any time. I have a heart that can miss you at any time.

Fourth, acacia said acacia, Silang hates Xiaomin and doesn't know. The tree is homesick, but when Lang Xing misses his concubine.

5. Do you feel that the person you love is kind to others and suddenly feel depressed?

6. Before finding the right person, the only thing to do is to make yourself good enough. Everyone will be tired, no one can bear all the sadness for you, and people should learn to grow up by themselves for a period of time.

Seven, if cutting hair is cutting memory, then I can lose my memory if I cut my hair! Love sentence

Eight, many times we can't understand other people's feelings, and even if we do, there is nothing we can do. Only we can solve this problem ourselves. Everyone's soul is in his own world, spending the winter alone.

Nine, at a certain time, I missed the palm print for a while; Hide somewhere and miss someone I care about ~

I don't want to tell others that I am lonely, because they know that I have always been a lonely person.

I often think of those days when I was with you. Happiness, happiness, happiness, loss, sadness and pain have lasted all the days. Miss you, miss you ...

Twelve, you are branded in my heart. How can I forget you? Time will only wash away love.

Thirteen, I miss you but pretend to see through the days, even silence is hard to say.

Fourteen, a rustling, human joys and sorrows. With a touch of vicissitudes, the sleeves are full of fragrance, and the secular feelings disappear without a trace. Dancing through your fingers, falling into a busy life, playing a romantic and sad song. A bright moon, carrying a wisp of breeze, passes through the Millennium dust. Lonely fingers slip through the sadness of the soul, and how much affection is left. How many smiles and tears are flying in the sky, suddenly looking back, a daze dream, dedicated to tenderness and poetry all my life, but I have already lost you in the melancholy review.

The rain has stopped, but it hasn't dried yet. Walking on the road, I saw the wet spots and remembered the fine rain that had just passed. Memory, like life, will always meet in a corner. I followed it, which can be traced back to happiness and pain.

Sixteen, tears in the sea, Wushan cloud, purple world of mortals, suddenly looking back, that flower-like face, that sea of tenderness, will shine endless light and shadow, engraved in the history books for eternal beautiful moments. Tonight, I stay away from the blue boat and the grass; I don't want to dance on the willow tree, and I don't remember flying flowers. The clouds are broken and the shadows are oblique; The geese passed by and settled quietly. At this point, I just want to be with you, * * * ChanJuan.

Seventeen, the wind blows like a broken flower, and your smile is shaking, which has become the most beautiful ornament in my life. Look at the sky, the snow and the shadows of the seasons.

Eighteen, every dull day deserves respect, and everyone who is still around needs to cherish it, say goodbye seriously and try to reunite!

There are many things in life. What can be forgotten is called the past, and what cannot be forgotten is called memory.

Twenty, the most painful way to leave in this world is that from the moment you leave, you can no longer walk into his life, but he is everywhere in your life.

Twenty-one, when you are in love, you need to be sincere, when you are in dispute, you need to communicate, when you are angry, you need to be calm, when you are happy, you need to share, and when you blame, you need to be tolerant. There are no completely suitable two people, only two hearts that accommodate each other.

Twenty-two, in the past, it was very simple. Something happened. I can't stand it. If I have a good time, I'll share it right away. If I'm sad, I'll talk about it, too. But the response is often "hehe" or indifference, so I slowly learned to be silent.

What's it like to be single for a long time? Occasionally envy couples, and occasionally rejoice at freedom.

Twenty-four, distant thoughts, do not want you to leave, there are always indelible memories. Listen, your voice disappears into the darkness. A little fantasy is brought into the dream, and the portrait is gradually blurred, and the face can't be seen clearly, and the knees can't catch up with her drift. Keren is still chasing the moon and asking questions, tears streaming down her face. Darkness ... Darkness ...