Sad sentences about the passage of youth talk about mood

1, infatuation in the passing of youth is still in sight. After the expectation, it will eventually become a broken heart. The train of life runs happily in the hymn and flows away with the sand at the fingertips.

2. Youth is destined to be a beautiful sadness. Those swaying flower seasons, those falling rainy seasons, deep or shallow memories, or sad or happy opening, have different experiences, but have the same sadness.

Whenever I look back on my youth, those days are like white snowflakes in the morning of a snowstorm, blown away by the strong wind, and the beauty withers between my fingers, full of sad tears.

4, green time, flooded the traces of the passage of youth, scattered tears of memory, or used to shuttle in the passage of time, lost those simple lives without happiness, such as hanging on sadness, not enough.

5, Ivy, smoke clouds that can't be bypassed, the passage of youth talks about the passage of running water, the diary written by youth, looking for traces left over from the past under the handwriting, calling out that youthful time, listening and looking back.

6. Youth always passes by bit by bit, which makes you unprepared, but you never know that it will go so fast. I really want to record the passage of time in words, but I find that language is so pale and powerless.

7. I try to weave those scattered memories together to recall my lost youth, cruel growth, sour time and sadness!

8. Turn to the yellow title page, which is badly bound by fate. I looked at it again and again with tears in my eyes, but I didn't have any vacant thoughts. Youth goes by, I sigh, but I have to admit that youth is a bright sadness.

9, the passage of youth, the next shallow pain, looking back, what makes us cry so painfully, so heartbreaking.

10, youth running freely, glorious years, lost youth, melancholy and lonely soul, always looking for comfort in autumn dusk after empty mountains and stars. Although I am running, I still miss it and don't give up.

1 1. Youth passes slowly from the fingertips like an hourglass, and those rotten memories are floating in this Spring Festival Evening.

12, youth is like a grand sacrifice, which begins in silence and expectation and dies in desolation and despair. The beginning and the end are all done in a silent posture, but experience and feeling are two postures.

13, I was in a daze all winter, and spring finally arrived in my expectation. Youth gradually passed away, without any commemoration and mourning, leaving no trace, only that inexplicable sadness.

14. Youth passes slowly from the fingertips like an hourglass, and those rotten memories are floating in this Spring Festival Evening.

15, past lives are silent, this life is nostalgic, the world of mortals has passed, and there are countless entanglements. Youth looks forward to looking back, which is better than tenderness and lovesickness. Youth goes by, holding a thought, crushing sadness, holding the bright moon in hand, intoxicated with the fragrance in tears, taking pictures among flowers.

16, play a youth love song, or pay homage to the silent sadness of youth passing away, or celebrate the unchanging past.

17, an untouchable confidante in the world of mortals, could not help but shed tears, which blurred our eyes. The passage of youth and the pain of the past made us forget everything.

18, youth has passed, and it has passed in a hurry, so it has disappeared without a trace and with a trace of sadness, just like the dew on the lotus leaf, which instantly slipped into the water, so quickly and so simply.

19, the sun and the moon fly, youth fades away, erasing my years, leaving only a scar.

20. Youth is like a thin layer of fog, which is blown away by the wind and swept away by the rain, leaving only sad memories and sadness.

2 1, I am alone, just waiting for the end of the world.

22. I stretched out my hand and touched it, and all I touched was air.

23. Dreams are the prelude to success, efforts are the foundation of success, and faith is the only criterion of success.

24. The solitary tree under the solitary moon is an unattainable charm.

25, sleepless nights, tears every day, tears flooded the sun and the moon, confused Gan Kun, and could not save the lost years and return to the original network.

26. If there is a if, let's talk about it in the next life.

27. When a cigarette falls in love with a match, it is doomed to be hurt. The promise made ends the debt owed.

28. If this relationship was a lie from the beginning, why did it end in deception?

29. I think I will also set up a fishing rod and catch the story on the other side of the years alone.

30, life, white clouds blossoming, how many vicissitudes and tears drift away; Life is too short to sweat, and how many past events and memories have been precipitated.

Sad sentences about the passage of time, talking about mood

1, years blurred the face, light and shadow took away the initial memory, swaying in the fading time, and then looking back, everything went up in smoke.

2, the years are like silk, calm and quiet, quietly passing by. In the time when horses passed by, the years at the fingertips were fragrant and beautiful, and the veil of deep winter was happily unveiled.

3. Happy and sad memories. Leaning against the window alone, recalling the past, I shed nameless tears in my eyes. Sigh feebly in this quiet and sad night.

The flow of time makes me forget everything in the world, but it makes me unable to meet the most beautiful things in the past.

5. How many joys and sorrows there are in the world? Unfortunate strewn at random has left unforgettable memories, and then scattered in the dust. The unforgettable pain has become a long-lasting pain, which will inadvertently uncover the scars left by the years.

6. I will always be confused by a feeling of affection. Why do those meticulous care become travel-stained, unable to stand the vicissitudes of time, or unable to stand the polishing of time?

7. When time is old, can you still remember? Those inadvertently spliced pictures touched whose pain and tore whose sadness.

8. I used to write in the middle of the night, scribbling the happy encounter at the beginning, but I was infected by sadness again and again. It turns out that a person's dialogue is so humble, and a monologue without an audience is so pale and powerless.

9. Life is fruitless, and there are too many things that fate cannot keep. If time can come again, I would like to pick up a beautiful leaf, shake off my sadness, cut out the appearance of spring and make a unique bookmark. If time is so old, I would like to turn into a wisp of dust, forget all the sadness and silently pile all the past events in the corner of the years.

10, the most beautiful encounter in life is just a sad memory, but with the passage of time, it is always difficult for forget the sorrow to dribble and drabs.

1 1. In the case of time, those polished years are shining and ups and downs in a search. There is also a trace of unforgettable sadness in my heart.

12, the swallow has gone, and there is time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But, smart you tell me, why are our days gone forever? Zhu ziqing

13, time is a frame of ink painting. With the deepening of the unknown years, it has a strong local flavor and lasts forever.

14, the past is false, memories are a road of no return, and all the past spring cannot be recovered. After all, the most passionate and tenacious love is just a fleeting reality.

15, years are picturesque, memories are scattered like sand, and fragments of memories are picked up again. Those unforgettable, unforgettable, all scattered.

16. Pushing open a door called years, many years have gradually run aground, desolate and dusty, and clouds are rolling. Who and who can cross the boundaries of seasons like butterflies? There are always several full moons, and flowers bloom and fall several times.

17, life is beautiful everywhere, like a dream, like red dust, but I can't keep you.

18, how many beauties are listless, how many pieces of acacia are broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying, sighing and sighing.

19, some things are hard to make up for when they are missed, some people are hard to go back when they are gone, and some people are hard to turn back when they are indifferent. The world is full of too much helplessness.

20. The gentleness after the wind hides too many eddies and suppresses the heart in the corner of the world. A few minutes is fate, and a moment is the fault of time, which makes introverts have a little regret.

2 1, years are ruthless, just like folding a willow, watching the sunset, folding all the memories into a dream, burning incense and cooking wine, and singing with tears.

22, the years are ruthless, like a cool autumn, blowing away all the colorful, leaning against the window, whose tears humble the memory? Whose wait is getting old? Who pays for whom? Who wasted his youth for whom?

23, the years are ruthless, time flies, things are different, through the pain of the fingertips, bit by bit, fresh in my memory.

24, the years are ruthless, the flowers bloom and fall, the sleeves are full of fragrance, there are tears, and the stars are wet; Dream, hazy sunset. The wind has passed, but the feelings are deep and shallow, and the Iraqi people are heartbroken.

25, the years are ruthless, life is reincarnation, and the mirror is full of water. I don't know how much life there will be in this dust, and how many afterlife there will be. Perhaps this life and the afterlife are not important, but when the time is mottled, Long song is crying.

26. Time is relentless. Time has changed our appearance, but left each other's shadows in our hearts. In the fleeting time, I remember for whom, cry for whom, revel for whom, and be lonely for whom.

27, the years are ruthless, with a flick of a finger. Inadvertently, time flows away at your fingertips like quicksand, and some injuries and pains emerge in your heart.

28, the years are ruthless, and the prosperity is exhausted. Maybe you don't understand, maybe you understand, maybe you are dignified, maybe you are sad.

29. Time is ruthless, taking away youth and beautiful memories, leaving only sadness and loneliness in my heart.

30. The cello sounds like a river. The left bank is a memory that I can't forget, and the right bank is a glorious time that I deserve to persist in. I feel faint sadness every year.

Sentences about the passage of youth

Sentences about the passage of youth

This world is really hypocritical, how can we not be dyed black?

Little me, struggling in a mess, where were you?

I choose to quit this hide-and-seek game, so you should all unload your guard against out of the dark.

Love is plain and everlasting, so let's wait for the end of time in the fleeting time.

When I stood on the tail line of youth, I suddenly found that our past was just a grand nothingness. ...

Dreams are the prelude to success, efforts are the foundation of success, and faith is the only criterion of success.

Looking at the moon through the window, although the light shines on me, I am thousands of miles away from Qian Qian, the source of happiness.

The monsoon has a crush on flowers. Whose heart do you live in this season?

Is my appearance just to fill your empty and lonely picture?

Don't say you will give me all your love. I don't think I'm qualified, or I can't bear it.

Goodbye, never see each other again. Pain, pain, numbness.

I am alone, just waiting for the end of the world.

You will always be the only irreplaceable person in my heart.

Even if you escape to Mars, I will take you back to Earth to love me.

No matter how hot the sun is, it can't dry the darkness in my heart ...

Love can't be copied after all, and it's not you anyway.

You can not love me, but you can't just because she doesn't love herself.

I can't see through it once. Tell me, how can I continue our so-called love?

The huge floor-to-ceiling glass window is your proud happiness, and my embarrassing youth is outside the window.

The years are still at the moment you leave, and the years are too lonely to speak.

Sadness is tempered by time, and desolation is covered by the constant bell.

I just don't want our relationship to be intermittent. I didn't expect the result to be intermittent forever.

Gray is the communication between black and white, and the emotional distinction is not true enough.

I'm not used to thrush for myself, and Tuo is not used to not having you.

Please stay is my lowest feeling.

Pray for happiness under fireworks and forget the inevitable result that it will disappear in an instant.

Don't be so humble in the future to find out whether the person you love loves me or not.

Completely destroy the contact information, just to cut off my back to find you.

Cover your ears, don't hear the injured footsteps.

I am so sad that I am not weak even if I cry.

The clouds are high, and I fantasize that someone will really love me.

When the pen tip falls to the ground, it ends life, and the heart is numb, painful and suffocating.

I carved a word and swore a dirty word, so I wouldn't be so stupid to stab myself just to stop being extreme.

Tears have taught me a lot, and those who give me tears always take away relatively many memories.

Those who constantly want to be protected will eventually be obliterated in reality.

There are so many cold eyes in the crowd that I am only dissatisfied with your gaze.

The sky I touched, those throbbing, walked by with a smile.

Good memories are like handcuffs. The more you break free, the more entangled you are.

Even if I pass by, I remember it is so warm.

By your side, every breath is meaningful and every smile is beautiful.

I made a lot of assumptions, and all the assumptions were realized at that time. You're not with me.

Should you be so persistent and entrust this love?

Messiness can't shine on anyone's flashy hands for a while, and it can't catch fallen leaves.

Caffeine has not completely subsided in the body, so I don't know if I can have a quiet sleep.

The memory of the wound slowly flows away, and the pain that cannot be blown away.

Your back has disappeared without a trace, leaving me sighing at the intersection.

Lying on my desk, I can't think of anything, just crying silently and sleeping comfortably.

Life is like a blank sheet of paper. Over time, white paper became a story.

The world is so lonely, we are so lonely, and many times there is nothing we can do, but no one understands us.

Life is also He Huan? What's the pity of death? Life and death will be loess after all.

If there is a if, let's talk about it next life.

The rebellion of youth, the passage of time. Looking back, will you also leave regrets for your youth with tears, sighs or regrets?

Those youth, stories and happiness that belong to us are gone now. What do we want now?

If this relationship was a lie from the beginning, why did it end in deception?

Cigarettes fall in love with matches and are doomed to be hurt. The promise made ends the debt owed.

People live not to make money, but to make money to live.

Little days in a fog are always confused.

The whole world is dark, I can't see your smile clearly.

I stretched out my hand and touched it, and all I touched was air.

There are many friends, but few really play well.

The years have not passed, and we continue to live a small life.

Dear XXX: I have decided to forget you. But it's hard.

The sun shines through the gauze curtain and casts a clear diffusion on the body.

Fighting and fighting, the small life is extremely comfortable.

The big sun gives me great warmth.

A word about the sadness of youth, talk about mood.

1, youth is such a departure, unconsciously entered youth, and unconsciously, youth quietly left. Youth never knows how to come, it is better to go there.

2. Youth is an emotional carnival. Lonely people are sentimental in a quiet corner. Silence explains all the sadness and helplessness, and it is lively. After all, it was calm.

3./kloc-Late at night in October/February, the chill was biting, the sky was bleak, and the whole body was filled with sadness. Everywhere I go, I see that youth is no longer complete.

Youth is a weird illusion, which gives me an empty anxiety. Sometimes, I feel that I am under the stage; Sometimes, I see myself in a dark corner on the stage.

5. Youth is like a play, and no one can stay out of it. The amorous feelings flashing under the eyelashes have taken away the joys and sorrows of the years, leaving only a surface that is devastated and implies sadness.

6. The endless pain given by youth, the tightness in the chest and the sharp words like blades suddenly appear pale and powerless, and those arrogant souls will suddenly tremble slightly and become indifferent. Those youthful years have long since vanished without a trace.

7. Inadvertently, people who should not meet inside and outside the world of mortals meet, and the tragedy in the cycle of time is logical. Youth opens a wound, breathes one by one, and the pain spreads all over the body silently.

8. In the deep eyes of youth, there is a gentleness that will never be worthy. Just between scratching, the voice in my heart is surprisingly calm, as if it is going to give people a feeling of happiness soon. The thoughts that have been evacuated have long been unaware of the hazy sadness in their eyes.

9. I have gone through the spring and autumn seasons, and I have made an agreement with beautiful and silent youth; Jasmine flowers have a mysterious fragrance in the dusk, accompanied by happiness and sadness. However, that sadness is bottomless.

10, youth is thinking about the carefree little appearance of childhood in middle age, then the radian of the corners of the mouth rises, thinking about childhood dreams, and then a faint helpless but coquettish smile hangs on the corners of the mouth.

1 1. Youth is like a glass. When we broke through it and looked at our bloody bodies, only sad tears were left on our bodies.

12, Youth is a wound deliberately left by years, which slowly heals, but leaves a clear scar, so unforgettable.

13, fleeting time, youth, but shallow pain, in memory, with a touch of sadness, gently breathe, breathe.

14, youth is a silent time, the time seems to be missed, but youth is no longer the same. Lonely souls are always lonely, but they can't hide the thrilling beauty and the sadness and pain left by years.

15, youth, like a shy love, fascinates me again and again. With tears in my eyes, I kept remembering the tenderness that youth gave me.

16, years have aged my youthful face, the world of mortals has lonely my dusty heart, and the fallen leaves, like dry wind, flutter when the earth is sad. It is youth, which has left me with beautiful pain, but I can't say it, and the air is silent.

17, once, youth was so beautiful, like a ray of bright sunshine, shining warmly on my chest; Once, youth was so beautiful, like a faint breeze, sweeping away the desolation and sadness of the world.

18, youth, makes me feel inexplicably disappointed. I thought all the encounters were reunions after a long separation. The world of mortals trapped my fleeting time, and I felt extremely lost. It was silent pain and heartfelt melancholy.

19, life is short, youth is too hasty, and a firm heart will not let me give up halfway. I got up to go wandering, but at this moment, my memories are also missing some lasting appeal that years should have. I am slowly moving towards maturity and vicissitudes.

20. Youth is so changeable that my eyes are full of tears, not because of sadness or ruthlessness, but because of the unspeakable pain and heartbreaking melancholy that youth has brought me, and more because of my reluctance.

2 1, Youth is a shallow scar. Who did I cut the scar deeply for?

22. Youth is a beautiful sadness. I didn't cry, but my tears came down.

23. My life is full of warmth. I gave you everything, and you left me. How to smile at others in the future?

24. It turns out that in recent years, he has only recovered his appearance, and there is another kind of injury that goes deep into the bone marrow and wreaks havoc in places that people can't see.

25. Xiaoxi said that she saw the bright sunshine shining on the mountain. I just smiled at her, and didn't say that I saw the whole sad outline pressed against the abrupt green shadows of the mountains.

26. I decided not to cry, just as you decided to leave me. Just one day after leaving you, you are as embarrassed as a child who only needs my comfort.

However, when we decided to go alone, all the curses and betrayals were left behind. We can smile stubbornly and cry sadly, but we still keep going.

28. When I shed tears, you shed tears. I don't think you are as lonely as me. When I smile, you are still crying. So you are lonelier than me.

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

30. I don't approve of hurting spring and mourning autumn every day, but occasionally looking at the past time and myself, I find that it is not a silent surprise. I sit here and watch the passage of time. Those who used to be, where are you and where is he? Have you forgotten those things? Did he forget them? Youth is over, bon voyage ~