Sad, poetic, desolate, sad and beautiful, poetic

1, cold, cold, forever old, vicissitudes of life. Love to cry, it's hard to give up, my heart is empty, and I can't let go if I want to. At dawn, I lit my tears, dried them, and hesitated at the pillow.

2, a touch of ink, a touch of flowers; The light rain is very heavy and has been displaced for a long time.

3. You can wait if you miss the sunrise, come back if you miss the beautiful scenery, wait if you miss the meteor, and never come back if you miss love! Cherish the people around you, especially those you love and love.

4, the oldest poetic sentence, hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is fragrant.

5. Time makes deep things deeper and shallow things shallower.

6. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.

7. If it is not difficult to control yourself in the depths, how can it be soft and cold?

8. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night.

9. I have already drunk, and all the words are silent and intermittent.

10, the sunshine in the morning is very different.

1 1, the rain in the north of the bridge is full of spring water, and the sunset in the south of the bridge is separated by mountains. Are you dissatisfied with the wine? Listen to the sound of Lingge smoke.

12, what I can't forget is memories, what I continue is life, and what I miss is just passing by.

13, I will shake off all the stars and sleep on you from now on.

14. The way you smile when you speak is the warmest sunshine in the world.

15, thin clouds cover another sunset glow, dreaming in the west wing, tears streaming down her face.

16, why is life like the first time, but you can't get tired of each other?

17, I want to take a person back to how can I tell, through all these clouds? Take it back and hide it.

18, maybe I miss you so much that I suffocated and refused to give up.

19, those long hours of a person are fixed on the young movie-like images.

20. The cloak of the king is looming, which is the disguise you want with all your heart.

2 1, the world is moving, but in midsummer, white porcelain plum soup and broken ice clank against the wall.

22. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, but an inch is still a thousand strands. The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness.

23. In the future, Shuitu will expand sandbanks and swim in Camel Mountain.

24. The smiling face of sunflower was born in the sun.

25. When I went to Qiu Lai in the spring, the flowers fell and everyone died.

26, the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit.

27. If life is just the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

28. I don't know that the meaning of drunkenness is not in water, but the boat is full of dreams and presses the Milky Way.

29. The moon shines all over the world. Who finally got the cockroach?

30, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

3 1, teenagers are not crazy, and the outside world has no tears. Life is helpless and frivolous.

32. It's getting cold and getting old. The vicissitudes of life have dawned, illuminating tears and drying up. I'm on the other side of the river with a pillow. The watchman is back, and there is no hope of coming back.

33. Strangers are thin horses in the sunset, and nightingales and moon herons are barren sand. Patches of red flowers compete with each other outside the garden, deeply locking the wall flowers in the courtyard.

34. Deduct an evening encounter, who promiscuous with me; Relive that old dream, who will be drunk with me? Poetic personality signature.

35. What is lovelorn? What China needs most is people. What he needs is lovelorn.

36. The oath is still far away, as long as your people are still alive.

37. Water is the tears of ice, and ice is sleeping water.

38. At the end of the song, people are scattered and hurt, and parting is like a dream. Looking back at that single building, I'm homesick, too, and my old friend is back.

39, the original grass, only flowers. Not with you, not with the wild. There is a long way to go. * * * Spend your life happily and brilliantly.

Looking at the sky, I can only think about our past memories.

4 1 is illusory and boundless. Once you meet it, you will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?

42. Under the moon, it is right and wrong to ask in Dongli at dusk.

43. Stand in the sunshine and enjoy my thin youth.

44. Wandering between forgiveness and despair, the only feeling is injury.

45, acacia string, shallow dust, a dream of red dust. Samsara, fate, looking back on the old fate.

46, three years later, a wedding dress, a bunch of flowers, a him.

47. Let me use a whole picture of youth to find you.

48. I have been rubbing sand's eyeball in the broken glass window and stroking the stitches on my body.

49. In this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. Where is the face going? Love and be loved

50. Things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the process of our obsession.

5 1, the day is still impenetrable, testing the turning point of silk thread.

52. The poet depends on the moon, and I just want to rely on you.

53, a season of flowers, strange fragrance, a season of sadness, pillow injury.

I don't need that person to be perfect, I just need that person to make me feel unique.

55. Who wakes up when the world is dizzy? Spring silkworms spit out their emotions in vain, which always leaves people scratching their heads. What's the use of being busy for a while?

56. The wind is on the water, and the drowning man is buried in the dusk of the fire.

57. In March, the peach blossoms are under the trees, waiting for the flowers to cherish each other.

58. Many traveling meteorites pass by at dusk. Look at us. It seems that they didn't land on us.

59. Tears watching you leave blurred your last smiling face.

60, wake up for ten minutes, the night has been broken. The moon is three inches long and broken.

6 1, love a person's mood, if you can understand, what kind of happiness it should be.

62. I don't want to teach you how to cherish by leaving.

63. This life is true and false, but it is just a flower in the water. I didn't see it clearly and it dispersed into sand.

64. The shadow of the sunset wall stretches on the edge of flowers and dry bushes, and the fallen forest circulates under wildfire.

65. After watching the song, things are different, sighing that the prosperity of the world is not worth the tenderness.

66. There are so many places around a person that you can pay so much. In this small circle, some people want to come in and have to leave.

67. Maybe I haven't forgotten, but I can't remember that there was a person in my heart.

68. There is a kind of convergence in the world that necessarily represents separation.

69. I always feel that I have lost something, but I can't tell what it is. My whole heart is empty.

70. I can't bear to go to a distant dreamland and wander about the scenery that I can't take with me.

7 1, walk off the asphalt road, step on the wasteland, and wake up at your feet.

72. How can a blood-stained painting be inferior to a little cinnabar between your eyebrows?

73. I finally understand that time reversal is just a beautiful myth, deceiving children, but if possible, would you please make up another story to deceive me?

For the sake of the fish and geese in this world, you'd better laugh less.

75. I didn't see Qingying. My heart cooled slightly. It's unbearable.

76. I always thought that the mountain is the story of water, the cloud is the story of wind, and you are my story, but I don't know if I am your story.

77. One stroke, one painting, one poem.

78. The preface written by the author was not dry at that time, and there is no trace of the future tonight.

79. If you love each other, you must join hands to grow old together. If you miss it, bless her.

80. Stroll into the totem of the streets and lanes, and wake up in its charming place.

8 1, youth is in a state of chaos, and we must not be careless.

82, endless acacia blood and tears for red beans, can't finish the spring Liu Chunhua full of paintings.

Poetic conversation

First, the sky is vast, allowing prosperity and sadness, bending the eyebrows, destiny takes a hand, and becoming a thing of the past.

Second, even though we are separated from Qian Shan by thousands of miles, we share the same moon and stars. I'm happy to think about it, too.

Third, it is cool to feel lonely when you are young. When I grow up, I feel lonely is a very sad thing. Now, I think loneliness is not a thing.

Fourth, butterflies are beautiful, but they can't fly over the sea after all.

April in Fang Fei is full of poetic dreams. With a warm and comfortable feeling, walking along the beautiful coastline of the years and looking up, the blue nature is dyed into a continuous picture. In the swaying of the breeze, I danced gracefully with quiet feelings, remembering eternal youth.

Sixth, youth is the nectar of the blood drop of the will and the sweat of hard work-Mika; Youth is a rainbow woven with eternal hope and eternal yearning-gorgeous and brilliant; Youth is an iron wall built with eternal persistence and tenacious toughness-as solid as gold.

If I love you, I will understand you and see the world through your eyes. I can understand you, because I can see myself in you and I can see you in me.

Eight, how can we know the value of sunshine avenue without experiencing rough and muddy difficulties; How can you appreciate the loveliness of sunny days without experiencing snowy nights? How can we feel the joy of victory and success without experiencing the test of setbacks and hardships? Frustration, it is not easy to say I hate you, I am willing to beg.

Nine, dark clouds cover the moon and no one is seen. I can't tell you how lonely it is.

10. In the once fragrant land, although the happy flowers have long withered, only traces of wind and rain are left.

I stand in heaven and stare down at you, just as you stare at me, slightly sad.

Twelve, don't think too great of yourself, you know, in other people's world, no matter how well you do, you are only a supporting role.

There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite.

If I can be with you, I would rather let all the stars in the sky fall, because your eyes are the brightest light in my life.

Walking in the sky with you, there are flowers everywhere.

Sixteen, loved, hurt, cried, just know, not mine, I shouldn't have it.

Seventeen, the rest of my vicissitudes. Deduced the sadness of this season's midsummer and explained the flow of this tear. I don't know if I can hold on for a while, one after another. I don't know what I'm doing. What are you waiting for? Maybe I'm looking forward to going back to my gentle fragrance through time.

Eighteen, life is first of all a telescope, seeing far; Then the microscope, look carefully; Next is a magnifying glass, see through; Followed by sunglasses, look down; Finally, look in the mirror and smile at life.

Nineteen, sitting under the night, I always feel that this night is quiet and beautiful. Although there are countless stars with the charm of moonlight, that kind of pain and injury will still float all over the night sky, just like the fragrance of coffee and the bitterness of polysaccharide.

Twenty, the night snow drips, floating around like feathers, one after another, blooming in the quiet and mellow rhyme of Tang poetry and Song poetry. Ai Rui is dense, the waning moon disappears, plum blossoms are covered with snow, a smart chord is brushed away, and a quiet rhyme is overlapped. Eternal tenderness is written as a snow petal at this moment. Tired of seeing Joan Ying by the window, who cares about the word * * *? Oh, try a touch of frosty plum makeup, a slow stroke, listening to misty rain, singing drunken flowers, watching the sea of clouds but singing the phoenix flute.

2 1. No matter how strong the wind is, it won't stop. The fog is so thick that it won't last long, and the wind will still clear up.

Twenty-two, if it is light water, if it is clear tea, it will fly between your fingers. There is a soul in the wind, a shadow in the fog and youth buried in the rain. Hair like snow, Yan Ruyu, aloof and arrogant. When everything is seen thoroughly, it is uncomfortable to suddenly feel awake. When the soul is hurt, I suddenly understand that there is too much helplessness and too much shouldn't. Loneliness has become a belief. I use loneliness to heal my wounds, use blood as ink, build a city and make flowers invincible, and use tears as clothes to perform absolute beauty! The night is dim and the moonlight is like ruins. Flowers fall from the heart and the rain is deep, and prosperity is full of tears.

Twenty-three, I would rather use my life to shed tears for the dust of the world, for Bodhi, and for the prosperity of the world.

In that prosperous era, we were hurt beyond recognition by loneliness.

Twenty-five, you must remember that the rosewood has not gone out, and I have not left.

Talk about mood poetically

First, happiness is a comparative level, but it is not compared with others, but with your own unhappiness. As long as a person has experienced a bad day, he will really feel happy.

Second, the greatest wish: to accompany you to wander.

Third, the road of life, step by step on your own, what can really protect you is your own personality choice and cultural choice. Then, in turn, what can really hurt you is the same, your own choice. Yu

Fourth, for life, acceptance is the best gentleness, whether it is accepting a person's appearance or accepting a person's disappearance.

It turns out that life is so short. It turns out that when you find something you love, you should pursue it regardless. Because life will end at any time, and fate is the sea. When you can swim, swim to the place you love, because you don't know when madness will come and take away all your hopes and dreams.

Six, some people are worth waiting for, and some sadness is worth enduring.

Seven,? what's up God, only? To make? Be dead set.

Eight, I am ordinary, but I am unique.

Nine, most opportunities are released by themselves.

Ten, the wind can't blow away faith, the rain can't take away persistence, and sing songs that belong to our future.

Eleven, if life is just like the first time, why not goodbye.

Twelve, the letters at that time, pure and flawless, with a simple light.

Thirteen, when the language is weak, let silence speak.

Fourteen, again wonderful? Shadow also? The curtain is over, okay? Shadow? Scattered? what's up Wait a minute.

Be a happy person, so happy that others will feel happy when they see you.

Sixteen, would rather regret than miss it!

Seventeen, when young, we have enough reasons to seriously like another person, but when we grow up, we have as many reasons to seriously disappoint another person. Therefore, the initial immature feelings will be remembered for a lifetime. Maybe it really is: good times, old times.

Don't judge a person by what you see, because what you see may be what they want you to see.

Nineteen, the boy in memory can embrace the world with both hands.

Who lost you? I am willing to accompany you to find yourself.

Love is like tug of war. If one person lets go, another person will get hurt. One end of the train is always concerned, and the other end is always yearning. Some things last a lifetime. Not at first, not at last. Some love, have to let go, suddenly look back, has been unable to tell.

Twenty-two, the small fish that slips away is always the most beautiful; The lost lover will always know you best. If you find such people around you, please cherish them.

Love doesn't always stare at one person, but at the same direction.

Twenty-four, time will bite, and if you don't leave, you will be scarred.

In this ordinary world, what we need most is not necessarily a hero, but a true and honest person who can be unfaithful to the world but has no conscience. Liu Yong

Looking to the future, waiting to meet you.

Twenty-seven, love and hate, more or less.

28. When it comes to people who love, the most beautiful scenery in the world has been rendered. When you meet the person you like, the most beautiful scenery in the world comes out.

I would like to be an umbrella, rain or shine, I will stay with you. I will accompany you to be happy, to cry and to see the scenery of the world.

If you feel tired, the best way is to make yourself more tired. Only when you are completely tired can you get rid of it.

Thirty-one, the purpose of being busy is often: to enjoy life, repay parents, satisfy lovers, and want to be selfless; Busy results are often: unable to enjoy life, away from parents, snubbing lovers, and becoming selfish.

Thirty-two, time is a good medicine to soothe wounds, and you will forget a lot after a long time.

Sad, sad and beautiful short sentences

1. Time does not produce change, but longer-lasting care and missing.

I want a coat in winter, because the person I want to hug has been hugged.

Many years later, but when you look back, the people who once cared about you are gone.

4. All extreme emotions are short-lived, such as extreme joy or complete sadness.

5. Men are mud and women are water. If there is more mud, the water will be turbid; Too much water and thin mud; No more, no less, squeezed in two clay figurines.

6. After listening to all the love songs, every word hurts people, which is in line with the mood at the moment.

7. If you insist on seeing that the other person doesn't deserve your love, it's asking for it. Sacrificing yourself for love sounds beautiful, but if the other person is not worth your sacrifice, or your sacrifice can't buy happiness between you, then you should be careful not to make yourself a fool.

8. Don't let me know that you are not doing well. Don't ask me to help you live a good life.

9. In fact, the reason for all the missed love is the same: either you can't keep up with my footsteps, or I walked too fast and accidentally left you behind. In fact, the reason for all the missed love is the same: either you can't keep up with my footsteps, or I walked too fast and accidentally left you behind.

10. Like clouds and the sun, they are vaguely intimate but inseparable.

1 1. Forgetting words means that there is death on the top and intention on the bottom. If you want to forget anyone, you will only die.

12. Even though some wounds have healed, the inner pain is still dull from time to time.

13. If you don't shout pain, you may not feel anything. No need, not necessarily not expected. No tears, not necessarily no scars. If you don't talk, you don't necessarily have no heart.

14. Missing will penetrate into the night, and it will rain separately. Insomnia is because you don't have an umbrella.

15. I am not afraid of hardship, fatigue, failure, black eyes and bruises. I'm afraid I have a dream but I haven't tried.

16. Don't expect someone to accompany you all your life, even the shadow won't leave you when there is no light.

17. Even the best love is mixed with sadness. No matter how beautiful the story is, it has an ending. Falling in love with you is doomed to hurt yourself! Should this love be let go?

18. Kneel down and touch your own shadow. sorry Follow me and make you suffer

19. I think my heart has been occupied by you. Please don't ignore it at will.

20. If you want, this road is Qian Qian. If you don't want to, there are 1000 reasons.

2 1. Blame me me. I don't understand your words and can't guess your heart.

22. The most tormenting thing about love is not parting, but touching memories, which make it easy for people to stand in the same place and think they can go back. 1. If the heart is hurt, who will remain humble?

23. There is a feeling that can only be buried in my heart, and the lost Russia does not want to remember it.

24. Love is like a glass of hard liquor. When it is knocked over by the first person, you can only add some water to the second person.

25. Everyone's youth can't escape a love. Here, there is love, affection, joy and joy, but there is no eternity.

26. You are not sincere to me. Why should I go through fire and water for you?

27. Maybe you have a lot, but I seem to be with you.

28. A maze of cities makes people accustomed to seeing the same scenery, taking the same route and reaching the same destination; Habits make people's lives unchanged. Habit makes people feel safe and lonely. And you never know what your habits will make you miss.

29. Let bygones be bygones for those songs that ended in misunderstanding Reed's feelings and dispersed with the wind.

If you hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed, you won't get lost.