Talk about being in a bad mood with pictures: When you fall in love, you are the one who gets hurt in the end.

1. You don’t know that I’m thinking of you because you don’t love me. I know you don’t miss me, but I still love you because I’m too stupid. Maybe sometimes, escaping is not because you are afraid of facing something, but because you are waiting for something.

2. Once upon a time, the smile that spread across my lips was so far-fetched; once upon a time, when I thought of you, tears easily filled my eyes; once upon a time, facing yesterday’s words, I scratched my head mercilessly. All over the body.

3. In those fleeting years surrounded by dark winds, with you by my side, I am never alone wherever I go. It's a pity that it's just the past, the past that can't be returned.

4. I have always been too sensible, allowing you to make mistakes freely, so wrong that I can no longer let you stay in my world.

5. Perhaps, after love has become a smoke in the past, after a long time, when we look back on this period of time, we will thank each other for not being entangled with each other and leaving each other a breathing space. Space. Not all books have to be read thoroughly, especially the book called Fate. Maybe this book can be turned over just right. After a long time, you can savor the smoke and clouds of the past. The words are full of happiness and bitterness. Really, there is a kind of love that is called the smoke of the past.

6. When the leaves fell quietly, I suddenly thought of your warm face. I don’t want to say goodbye, I don’t want to be separated from you, I want to stay with you.

7. I once thought that treating people sincerely can be rewarded by others treating me sincerely. He tried his best not to make the people around him sad, but found that he was the one who got hurt.

8. I have been trying to find happiness, but what I found was endless sadness. If you can, please don't forget it. When the wound is healed, you must be willing to leave.

9. If you are cold, I will hold you in my arms; if you cry, I will wipe away your tears; if you love me, I will broadcast it to the whole world; if you leave me, I will Will bear it silently.

10. Say sorry to yourself, because you are always inexplicably sad; say sorry to yourself, because you have made things difficult for others; say sorry to yourself, because pretending makes you very tired; say sorry to yourself Say sorry to yourself, because you never forget; say sorry to yourself, because you don’t cherish many things; say sorry to yourself, because you are hurt by your stubbornness; life goes on, and I forgive myself with a smile. Talk about bad moods in qq space with pictures: It turns out that love means that I bear the pain alone

1. My days without you are not good at all, and my days without you make me lonely. Devour mercilessly. Since you left, there is no smile on my face. Since you left, my life has become so cold, without any tenderness. There were so many rainy days when I walked alone in the pouring rain without an umbrella and got wet. I thought the rain could dilute our past experiences. I thought the rain could wash away the sadness you left me. But no. The rain stopped, but our previous experiences still came to mind and your laughter still echoed in my ears.

2. I don’t understand that there is nothing worthwhile or unworthy about loving or not loving. You have given without thinking of getting anything in return. Love is love. Even if it is bleak, love will always be unforgettable. The heartache really hurts after all. It's not that I don't care, it's just that I have long forgotten that there is another thing called mood. In fact, good or bad mood is not that important. What is important is that everything should pass. Only now do I understand that love is the pain I bear alone.

3. I still know clearly that as time goes by, one day you will forget yourself in the days moving forward, and you will live with a smile, remember with a smile, and talk about this matter related to me with a smile. story. At that time, maybe, I will smile and cry, remember with a smile, and tell your shadow with a smile how much I loved you even though you were also far away at that time.

4. I thought I gave myself an absolute reason to hate you, to my very core, but my love for you has never changed. I can’t get out, and I don’t have any weapons to defend myself against. , there are no thoughts that can be used. Just in your memory, I am addicted. I know that I can’t get out!

5. Maybe it is the missed flowering period that cannot find the original fragrance, and in the end A good answer is just to laugh. Even if you have fantasized about many encounters, it is still not as good as the actual actions you face. I have been looking for a spiritual space of my own, not to be disturbed by outsiders, not to cause gossip in the room, and to enjoy quietly. Unexpected warmth in the fairy tale empty city.

6. You are not air, you are not breathing, but you are inseparable from me, but you remain in my life. Maybe, the road is not wrong, only the choice is wrong; love is not wrong, wrong It's just fate. Gorgeous words and fragile language can actually not replace anything.

7. After breaking someone's heart, you search all over the world, but you often ignore the corners and desperate places, because you never understand how deeply you hurt her. How thorough. When you lose someone who cares about you the most, what a regret it is when you think about it unconsciously.

8. It’s time for me to leave. I want to live a plain and peaceful life again. Even if the lake of emotions occasionally ripples, it will never change the path I want to take, nor will I return to the intersection like before. It is an untouchable trauma. When I leave, I I will wish you happiness. It’s time for me to leave, my love. At this moment, I am dressed lightly. I will smile happily at the future life. Goodbye, my love, it’s time for me to leave from here.

9. When it comes to falling in love, you can only accept your fate. Who you fall in love with in the first place is your own choice and has nothing to do with anyone else. Even if you love wrongly, love wrongly, or love regretfully. In the end, only I broke up sadly. If you want others to sympathize with you, in fact, others are laughing at you. It's better to go aside alone, heal your wounds, and then come back again. No matter how painful the breakup is, it is just a memory.

10. I will forget you just like you forgot me. When I erase you from my memory time and time again, I can’t help but think of you from my thoughts again and again. I know that I always live in my memories. I know that I always miss the past. I know that I must forget you. Forget yourself first. I know it all, but I can't do it. Sad talk - We all know that love will hurt in the end

I am not your toy, I will not let you control me, I have the final say in my life

She is here Being around you makes you happy. I just made you hysterical.

I want to steal a sun that never sets for you, so that you can have sunshine and warmth every day.

We were so sweet in the past, but now we are worse than strangers.

I couldn't sleep because the pillow was too wet. I'm not pitiful, I'm pathetic.

If you were a hedgehog, I would hold you in my arms regardless of the pain

Sometimes I wonder, would you still care about me if I wasn’t beautiful?

Youth is like toilet paper. It seems like there are quite a lot of them, but once I use them, it’s not enough.

If love takes you away, what else can you leave for me in this world?

I know you are the leader of the Bitch Gang, so there is no need to be so high-profile.

I thought I could love you forever, but I fell in love with someone else.

I ignore you because I am not sure whether you are willing to ignore me.

I have nothing but handsomeness. My strong life does not need explanation.

Life is like Uneasy, without accurate lyrics, but thrilling.

The moment I turned around, I decided I would never look back, never.

We all know that love will be hurt in the end, but we still love without hesitation

Those who said they would never separate have already been scattered at the end of the world

If you understood my pain, we wouldn't be like this now, you know?

The suffering of the soul is the most painful, and the only relief for the soul is faith.

Your lame excuse, this song is really suitable for our no longer love.

I wish I could accidentally land my fist on the bridge of your nose

My life is still sunny and sunny, and I thought I was full of dreams.

It is not you who is wandering on the edge of nightmare. Not the soul that is immersed in the melody.

If the end of your love for me is hell, will you still never leave me?

When I was crossing the road, I thought of you, and my tears fell down.

Although we passed each other, you stayed in my heart after all.

What kind of onion do you think you are, giving you some sweetness, but you can’t handle it anymore.

I don’t want much, just simple, ordinary happiness.

Say sorry to yourself. You have wronged yourself for others.

You have feelings for everyone and cherish everyone, but I have abandoned them.

◆◇╮ Cry if you want. Don’t let your tears last until the next century!

The more deeply a person understands himself, the less likely he is to reveal himself superficially

Falling is not terrible. What is terrible is that when a person falls, he is very sober!

Sometimes the relationship between lovers is really not as good as a simple ambiguous relationship.

You are getting further and further away from me. How can I keep you so that you can come back?

If you choose to look up at others at 45°, don’t blame others for looking down at you at 135°.

A woman can destroy a man, or she can make a man fall in love again. It turns out to be a sad and lonely love quote.

Since you want to love, don’t be afraid of being thin. Afraid of being let down.

Although it looks so bright on the surface, it is actually broken inside. Anything that touches you must also hurt you deeply. Such as love.

There is a kind of love in the world, which is between heaven and earth. It has no boundaries of time and geography. Although there is a limit of life and death, she will always be his April sky in the world.

When you like someone, it’s the most beautiful thing to like them lightly. You don’t need to tell them. Sometimes, you just appreciate them, but you don’t love them. You like listening to his voice, seeing his smile, and the little mole on his neck. , still half-covered, still ready to talk, it’s still February in spring, and there are still buds about to spit out, I like this lightly, like drinking tea, indifferent and still, picking up the lights and flowers, full of Zen , it is the plainness of the snow in the silver bowl, but listening to the cloud flute across the water is particularly lingering.

I can’t let it go, I’ve put a lot of thought into it, I like it brightly, like a small insect, it’s squirming in my heart, I like it so much, it’s like the rising spring tide, rising all the time

Love is longer and more lasting. It is more suitable for a person to cherish secretly. It is not public, not confrontational, just silently on the side. It is not thorough enough and not enjoyable enough, but if it competes with time, it will definitely turn into bones and stretch into palms. This journey of thousands of mountains and thousands of miles , as long as you like it, you can go on vigorously only if you like it.

Insanity is a disease. At the very least, it is pathological. He imposes his own imagination on himself, increasing the pressure intermittently, which only increases his troubles. It is an endless pursuit and fight between himself and himself. When he is at his most crazy, there is no way forward and there are pursuers behind him, and there is no way to enter the sky. There is no door to the ground.

In love, we are all ordinary people. They live and die for decades and turn into golden and silver weddings. They may not be very loving. How many in love can turn into butterflies? Most of the time, we are just that one. The flies, also in pairs, buzzed for a lifetime and soon finished their buzzing.

Missing someone, no matter how many years, how many things she goes through, or how long she doesn’t contact him, he will still be her relative, the innermost relative in her heart

If you love If you get the wrong person, he will make all kinds of noise about you. Who makes you have a bad reputation? However, if you love the right person, even if you are separated, he will still cherish you as he cherishes you and his past. He will not say a word about you and will be tight-lipped. For such a man, if you love him once, it is worth dying.

In this world, even in the loneliest corner, there will be the sunshine of love. Where there is love, there will be paradise everywhere.

The departure of the leaves is not the call of the wind, but the abandonment of the tree.

One day you can go into my mind, and you will see that it is all the sadness you have given me.

You never looked back at me, but I always smiled at you.

The infatuated party is destined to be hurt the most, and since ancient times, infatuation will eventually come to nothing.

Love is like fine sand in a hand. The tighter you hold it, the faster it flows. In the end, there will be nothing left.

At the beginning of love, there is the smell of green papaya, with a light fragrance and green astringency. When it becomes strong, you will no longer feel the astringency. In the end, it will return to the original light fragrance.

When you love deeply, it turns out to be loneliness.

In fact, there is one most important thing that is yours and only you own it.

When I fall in love with someone, my eyes are like a ruler. With a quick pull, I know that his waist is two feet four and his pants are three feet three and a half inches...

Love is never humble.

Good love is like a bowl of aged soup. It nourishes you whenever you drink it. And the older it is, the more fragrant it will be. This bowl of soup is mixed with the ups and downs of life, and you and her. All the memories are mixed with the love and fragrance of youth. You can forget love, but you can't forget the bowl of soup of love.

Good love is like a spring breeze, it will bloom wherever it blows.

When the snow falls on the Yellow River, the Yellow River knows her sadness. When the spring rain falls on the Yellow River, the Yellow River knows her sadness.

She has always been a caterpillar, trying hard to become a butterfly, so she flew hard and flew.

No one is waiting for you. There is no love waiting for you where you are.

The most painful thing in the world is that when you care about this person, this person has left you. When you find that you have almost forgotten, he appears in your life again, and this life , but has nothing to do with him anymore.

I just don’t have ideals. My ideal is you.

Not loving does not mean not liking. Liking is another kind, less emotional than love, but it is also heart-moving.

How much pain he feels, she feels pain as well.

Why are you so beautiful? At that time, I didn't answer. Now, I can tell him: Because, I was born for you.

My love is infested with moths. There is something wrong with my love.

The air between us is cold, clear, and solid, bit by bit, accumulating more and more. I know that one day, it will become a lump of ice and never let me go. I can't stay warm.

I like the atmosphere there. Ivy has climbed all over the roof. The door handle is old, but it has the flavor of old Shanghai. The locust trees and sycamore trees are so beautiful that they are withered. This is mine. Shanghai, this is the Shanghai of love.

If, if love has faded, if, if love has passed away, then, still have to ask why?

All the pain of love must be borne by yourself. It is the fruit of the cause you sow. It has nothing to do with others. If others care and ask, they are just scratching the surface.

What you love most may not be the most suitable for you, and what is most suitable for you may not be the most deeply loved.

He always had that indifferent look, very distant and lonely.

No matter how many years I live or how many people I meet, I will never find you again.

Our love is like a tree. Now, this tree is eaten by insects and begins to lose its leaves one by one. These leaves are our love. Their lines are so delicate, their They were once so touching, but they are losing their leaves.

What we are looking for is probably the person who is in touch with us spiritually, regardless of gender or age. That is just a form. The key is the heart. Having a heart is enough.