Talking about nostalgia for a place

With the popularity of social networks, more and more people will post stories on social platforms to share their attitudes and feelings about life. What kind of conversation is infectious? The following is my nostalgia for a place. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

1, with a flick of a finger, the song ends and people are scattered, and there are thousands of thoughts; Striking the strings, like a slender wind, who do you miss? The feelings around the fingers and the attachment of life have interpreted the homesickness year after year in the sound of pipa and piano; Love is deep, loneliness is hard to hide, and whispers in my ears are like sighs when flowers fall; Love is endless, and everyone will feel pity when they are lonely all their lives, spreading silently in the hazy air; The flood of running water, with all the breeze, dyed the writing paper white.

2, people are always like this, living on the left bank, the right bank is the paradise of dreams. I came to the right bank through hardships, only after a short period of joy did I find that what I miss most is the scenery on the left bank, which is the life I want.

3. You are snowing under the bright sun in the south. My cold nights in the north are like spring all the year round. If it is before dark, I will forget your eyes-Ma Di's Nan Shan Nan.

4. If a person's back can make you want to stay, can this person easily shake your whole heart?

5, there is always a place, a person, let your heart move, nostalgia. There is always someone who says sorry, which makes you feel sad and unforgettable.

6, the old man said to leave, his back is chic, and he is afraid that he will turn back into a pillar of salt, so he will never look back even if he is nostalgic; And these old things have witnessed so many wonderful times in the whole process, and there is no liquidity. It's up to me whether they stay or not. Memory is a virus attached to these clothes. If I don't throw them away, if I'm not careful, those viruses will penetrate into the skin, blend into the blood, and play the song of triumph all the way to the brain. If my brain can't react, it will burden my heart, so I will fall into a state of self-pity. -Bao Jingjing's "33 Days of Lovelorn Love"

7. If I love you and you happen to love me. When your hair is messy, I will fix it for you with a smile, and then my hand will stay on your head for a few more seconds. However, if I love you and you don't love me. Your hair is messed up. I will only gently tell you that your hair is messed up. This is probably the purest view of love. If you love each other, you have to grow old together. If you miss it, keep him safe.

8. She has always felt that the school is a cruel place, standing quietly on the desolate time axis, fixing her youth in a narrow space, struggling, deceiving herself that she has no regrets and is willing to lose. Obviously, I am in the best years, but I have to listen to the deception of the elderly and pin my happiness and hope on graduation and growth. They are swallowing generation after generation with their mouths open and never miss the past. They just looked at the poor people like Luo Zhi indifferently and looked back, but they couldn't provide a trace of warmth. -August Chang 'an "Orange Raw Huainan Unrequited Love"

9. In a man's world, a woman is actually just a dotted white cloud. He will occasionally admire its innocence and beauty and miss it, but he will never give up the vast sky for it. Of course, there are smarter men who can step on the ladder and climb to the sky step by step, or hope to have a place to live under the cloud for a while before the storm comes. -Wu Xinyi's "To Youth We Will Die"

10, chilly, Changting was late, and the shower began to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"

1 1, nostalgia is good, but it hurts.

12, it's been a hundred years since I met you.

13, in the bright sunshine, your figure is getting farther and farther. Whose tears flow in the bitter rain? You asked me why I like rainy days. Because it is raining, I can release my grievances and let my tears fall without worrying about being seen. No amount of tears can change the past. If you are far away, can you still find your way home? I once loved someone deeply. I'm still waiting for you at the intersection of the original place.

14, memories are always the most beautiful. Because it can't be repeated, even if it is repeated, it is difficult to have the mood at that time. So we'd rather stay on that page, the most beautiful one.

15, a flower, a grass, a smile and a tear, I miss it so much, I never had it.

16, I just went to college for less than a month, and everyone in my circle of friends in space is always active in all kinds of photos of her alma mater and all kinds of details that have changed or have not changed are deeply imprinted in her mind. If you don't send it, you just don't want to take it out to dry. If it's from me, it just expresses my nostalgia for my alma mater and my helplessness for rapid growth.

17, I don't want to meet you again in my next life, so at least I won't miss you … I really want to meet you again in my next life, so I have always loved you from the beginning …

18, the morning fog blurred my eyes and my expectations. Flowers bloom every day, sometimes flowers fall, flowers bloom in four seasons, plants fall in autumn, years are yellow, years are luxuriant, youth is fleeting, and years are gone. Is it time to kill the lush years, or is it wrong to pay with affection? If it is just a stranger's meeting, let the breeze blow away this page of time, drifting in the years and drifting away.

19, persimmons will bear fruit soon, and 70 years is only in the blink of an eye. When I'm dead, you can remember me when you pick persimmons. -Shen, "Where did the ringing phone come from?"

20. In this fantasy youth, everything seems to be a rainbow floating in my hand. For love, what I expect is not the dance of youth, but the breath of yesterday approaching me. As before, I don't know where to meet you in the future. Because I take care of it, you will eventually appear.

2 1, some things are clearly known to have passed, but they still stubbornly remember and miss; Some people know that they have gone far, but they are still stubborn and unwilling to invest; Sometimes I know I am very tired, but I still have to support and fight tenaciously. Let go of those meaningless people and things. Who else can you stubbornly show it to? A person's stubbornness, seemingly unbreakable armor, actually hurts his own heart.

22. My heart is only for you, and my memory of you is like ivy spreading on branches and vines.

23. I don't want my life to become like this. Should I give up or continue to struggle because of nostalgia? Maybe you'll say I'm running away, but I want to take the right path. As a man, I must let go of my dream and face the reality ... gravity.

24. Today's nostalgia is due to the separation in the future.

25. I have many ideas, but I can't get your nostalgia. I learned from it, but I can't find your thoughts anymore.

26. Perhaps this old saying is right. For a woman, love is the whole of life, but for a man, love is only a small part of his life. No matter what promises he made, he is always more realistic and rational than women when facing choices. In a man's world, a woman is actually just a dotted white cloud. He will occasionally admire its innocence and beauty and miss it, but he will never give up the vast sky for it. Of course, there are smarter men who can step on the ladder and climb to the sky step by step, or hope to have a place to live under the cloud for a while before the storm comes.

27. Different encounters are different nostalgia, different encounters and different tests.

28. Lovers in memory are always better than those in reality. What we miss is the person we remember, even if that person has changed.

29. Do you think there is nothing left for you in the world? You only have me. Michael Nikita

30. On the road of life, it is a constant farewell, saying goodbye; Therefore, in the inn of life, I always play a passer-by in a hurry, and I have no time for nostalgia and aftertaste, just like a meteor has no time to make a wish before it disappears.

3 1, life is a circle, and we are all in this circle, walking along the circle and drawing our own circle. Round and round. Finally, I went back to my original place, met you again and said, you are here, too. Or, you just left when I came back. We are in different places at different times, without meeting, missing, crossing and missing. Even, can't say goodbye

32. Well, the gentle voice (yours) is intoxicating, just like the spring breeze blowing through my ears. If I can, I am willing to give up the cycle of the four seasons in my life and stay in this spring. ...

33. I met you occasionally, but that short time made me miss it silently.

34. There is a sound that can no longer rotate; There is a person who will never depend on each other again; There is a pair of hands that I can no longer hold, the temperature of the palms; Some things, even if you like them again, don't belong to you; Some people, even if they linger, are doomed to give up; To be yourself, it is better to go on in other people's lives; It is not easy to say love, promise and debt.

35. If you are nostalgic, only you will get hurt. The wind blew that winter.

36. A rain came without warning. It fell from the paper plane flying out of the window and hit the sharp grass quietly, leaching out smooth black ink, like pebbles I have been nostalgic for in the years, dialysis out the shadow of my childhood. Those names I sang to dandelion fatally accepted the same fate as dandelion, like a drifting bottle with a naive wish, and finally there was no trace, but they were quiet and quiet by the years.

37. Every mature person will have moments of enjoyment and moments of nostalgia, just as we are all thirty years old. You have to face it frankly, there is nothing wrong with it. -Yu Quan

38. Drunken beauty or broken strings. If you were me, would you be reluctant to stay in front of the world?

39, all experienced people! Why linger on heartache for a while, and you will be happy in the future. -Zhou Jiaxuan's heart.

40. I have always thought that I am a person who likes to miss the old things, so I always miss the old things of the old people and the things that cannot be changed; Maybe I am a person who likes to accept new things, so it is always easy to forget and forget.

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