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About the emotional mood: that man, I know, I always know, he will never come.

1. In the long river of years, when we take time to reflect and think, we find that life is not pale, and every stage is swaying with moving colors. Looking back gently, let the happy face be left to the years, and let the beauty leave a shallow mark. Even if I can't be a flower, I won't be far away from the fragrance of the soul, just like the spirit of nature, I hope to keep the essence of fragrance forever.

2. What is the future like? I have imagined countless photos of him. Although it is often said to live in the present, people always forget to feel the present and have excessive expectations for the future. I feel like a kite in the future. I always give myself to someone, hoping that he can show me the bluest sky.

3. Wait for me and walk towards you. I will wear a skirt, my hair will fall to my waist, and I will walk towards you leisurely. Wait for me and walk to you. You will take me to the future, to the end of my youth. You are all the hope, all the beauty and all the dreams of my remaining youth. So, you wait for me, step by step.

I hate sharpening pencils, but if you draw, I'm willing to help you sharpen them. I don't like learning English, but if you teach me, I am willing to listen carefully. I am not good at running, but if I am with you, I will try to keep up with you. I like to stay in my small county, but if you are around, I would like to go anywhere with you. I like you, more or less. Seriously timid, from beginning to end.

The first time I saw the radian of your mouth, it was in my mind, and I will stay with you for a lifetime.

6. I found my only soul mate in the vast sea of people. I was lucky and lost my life, that's all.

7. Love words, apart from it, are young and devoted. Green is a new plum, the entrance is slightly astringent, refreshing in the stomach, and turning into soft fingers when entering the heart. For one person, the east wind is intoxicated, and the lights are dim, but they are far away and deep, and they know that they regret and don't want to regret.

8. It is said that people's appearance order is too important, but how do you know if this is the best time to say I love you? I'm afraid it's too early to say that the order between us is wrong, and it's too late to say that you are someone else's. So I still want to tell you that you have made unremitting efforts.

9. I never thought that there was a kind of waiting that would make Liulinian give birth to Zen tranquility and love. I never thought that I would wait for a perfect fate. Tonight, cross the moon and imagine yourself. If you look back, bodhi blossoms, why be prosperous, why dress up. Don't ask where you come from, don't doubt whether you have such a desire as I do. I only know that waiting for you is God's greatest favor.

10. You looked really beautiful that day. I saw you walking around on the playground. My eyes seem to follow you all the time. The flowers are all in bloom and the trees are tender. I miss spring now and summer for a moment.

1 1. Who is looking back and smelling half-life glitz; Whose wait, and so on. Has become the end of the world; Whose round has vanished the prosperity of the meeting. Time goes by with affection, and the years go by. I don't know whose beauty was subverted in that gorgeous moment. Spread ten miles of red makeup, spend a world of mortals, and let the distant guests who bloom in their dreams gather and disperse with fate. If you are happy, you don't say how long it will take, but if you are sad, you don't ask where it will go.

12. Feelings are deep and shallow, not because of the length of time we have known each other, but because of how gorgeous the spark in my heart was at the moment we met.

13. The sky is blue, and the sun hits the ground through the cracks in the leaves. I walked through streets, black and white zebra crossings, streets, and bustling crowds in under the greenwood tree. I walked your way with a smile in the sunshine.

14. I'm also afraid that I won't be able to come in the future, and the migratory bird season will change, so I hide between the lines and write down the bits and pieces at this moment.

15. It's like a woodcutter in a distant mountain who met a walker crossing the river and lost a bundle of firewood.

16. Will it rain until we meet unexpectedly and walk in the street? Suddenly I saw your smiling face at the corner, blooming in the rain.

17. Without green plums, green plums are withered and fragrant everywhere; If you don't see a bamboo horse, you will grow old and miss Wan Li. From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you.

18. I once passed a forest where flowers were in full bloom and there were no thorns. I smiled all the way to the end of the forest light. The blue sky is reflected in the clear lake, and a city of the sky is tilted and suspended in the distance. Then I woke up and never went to that place again.

19. If red-violet is a flame and my blood is red-violet, I am willing to let my blood spill all over the earth and burn everything, because you are my happiness and my only belief.

20. In the endless waiting, it is the inner concern. I hope that when the person I like is tired, heartbroken, sad and lonely, I will be surprised to find that I am still waiting in the same place. The word "wait" covers all the waters of Qian Shan. How heartless?

Being in a bad mood in love; It's like I've been giving up on him, like I've always been.

1. We can only love each other so estranged. It's sad that I can't come to you when I am weak.

When you had a serious relationship and finally broke up, it's hard for you to like others in the future. You don't want to spend time understanding. It's like you're almost finished writing an article, but the teacher says your handwriting tore up your homework and asked you to write it again. Although I remember the beginning and content, I am too lazy to write. Because an article has spent all your energy, you only need an ending, but you have to start all over again.

In fact, the saddest thing is not to break up, but to find that he is still living well after breaking up, and soon he has a new girlfriend and a new life. And you're still living in the past and dreaming about him. After waking up, I suddenly felt very sorry for myself. Not only did you not go forward, but you also made a mess of yourself.

4. Envy those people who are really aura, the scenery becomes romantic at a glance, and there is only pity in their eyes. And we ordinary people without aura, just peeking at their works, is enough to inspire me.

5. Lying is a landscape, sitting up is a bodhisattva.

No one has ever told me that you can do this. Nobody loves me. Everyone treats me like a friend, but few people love me.

7. Occasionally, you will kindly ask me how I'm doing, and occasionally you will care about me and hug me, but it's hard for me to take these as evidence that you love me too. I'm just a tool for you to make life interesting. Your life needs ripples, and you know I'm always upset about you.

8. Most of the reasons why I like excitement are that I can't swallow the pain alone.

9. You don't know that I have been waiting for you for many days and nights. I pushed you away, refused you, let you go, and delayed my journey with you into a long wait. I expect you to come to me, and I expect myself to fail.

10. I am so kind to you, but you are always so lukewarm, and I can't help it. I'm the first one to take the initiative, and I think about it occasionally. When I finally disappear in the long distance after you, one night your mobile phone vibrates slightly, will you suddenly feel that it is still my tenderness?

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12. Many people will know whether this person will become friends with themselves when they meet for the first time. Humans always keep the sense of smell of animals and look for it alone in the world.

13. If life can be free, who doesn't want to do something meaningless?

14. There are too many sufferings in this world. The longer a person walks, the more he can see the warmth of human feelings.

15. When we stop contacting, I always feel that time is gentle. It brushed my skin unconsciously and everything lost its upward meaning. Live a meaningless life and walk aimlessly.

16. I look forward to you many times and let those emotions run away many times.

17. Your sensitivity often makes me feel at a loss. I often don't know how to convince you that I love you.

18. I seldom forget to say how wonderful the past days were. I prefer to believe that I have become mature, so I have the ability to see more bad things in the world.

19. Now I am eager for more dialogues, broader horizons, more knowledge and faster growth. I still long to fight the world.

20. I often feel that nobody loves me, and I often feel that only you love me.

You will always have him in your heart, but my heart will always hurt.

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind.

Second, the sea is the heart of the island, and the island is endless ebbing sand.

Third, forget that childish oath, the reality will never exist.

Fourth, he said that he should be good friends even if he broke up. His smile stung me.

Five, tears, can't keep love.

Six, after the pain, you will not feel pain, and some will only be a cold heart.

7. Being a dancer in life, as long as the heart is still beating, a gorgeous scene will eventually be staged.

You haven't even given me the simplest answer.

No matter how crowded the world is, let your heart beat freely. Because every moment of life is in my heart and in my memory. Those who have owned, those who have paid, and those precious collections will be held in their arms, melted in love and buried in their hearts. Some people, some feelings, some things, are all in their hearts, tired and crowded, know how to unload, give their hearts a space, let them experience breathing and let the sun bathe.

If love is pure fiction and not real, why is parting the beginning of sadness?

It's too hard to forget you and too late to fall in love with you.

A woman becomes quiet, which shows that she is forcing herself to let go.

Thirteen, never know how to resist or struggle, even if you hit my heart, it will not change.

Fourteen, that time I gave you a gentle smile-gave you a complete heart.

Fifteen, you still dream, you still hurt, how can you remember so much?

Sixteen, confession and farewell, a word difference, a shy, a bitter.

Seventeen, swept away is floating algae, rock-solid will never wander.

Eighteen, close your eyes and smoke a cigarette, because smoking hurts your lungs and you are not sad.

Nineteen, listen to sad songs and watch happy dramas.

If you love me, say it out loud and do it bravely. I don't want to hurt, hesitate or wait.

Twenty-one, nest in the dormitory, the in the mind panic; Walking in the street, my heart is full of sadness; Walking in the shopping mall, my heart is cold; When I think of my hometown, my heart is sad; Never forget where you are!

Twenty-two, want to be happy, but forget to smile.

Twenty-three, hard enough to give you an excuse to turn around.

Twenty-four, it's just a small wound. I can pretend it doesn't matter.

The tragic ending of this story is like the fate of butterfly evolution.

You will always have him in your heart, but my heart is always hurting.

Twenty-seven, sad? When is the best memory? Time.

Twenty-eight, my love is not needed, and my scars are not concerned, because I don't care.

Twenty-nine, dare not try what is called salt on the wound. I only know how to replace the stranded tenderness with silence.

Thirty, youth is running wildly, and then it falls down beautifully.

Thirty-one, if I don't know, I don't want to think, I don't love, I can't be so greedy.

I told myself not to cry, but I couldn't help it.

Thirty-three, wine does not make people drunk, and people who look at empty glasses have unconsciously shed tears.

Thirty-four, isn't it This city? How to name it?

Thirty-five, silent fog, cover the front degree of silent reproduction.

36. I used to laugh with you, but now I laugh without you, so I can't laugh as sweetly as before.

Thirty-seven, who takes light years as a wandering token, who trades the years of war for an unknown heart.

In the end, we ran counter to each other.

Thirty-nine, put the courage to open Pinellia into the memory of time, and the elongated and scattered figure is getting longer and longer.

Forty, I know that I am not the one who has been paying attention. I am a lonely person.

Forty-one, sad thoughts, what else am I worth keeping?

202 1 sad and depressed mood phrases You will always have him in your heart, but my heart will always hurt.

The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches that grow from the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind.

Second, the sea is the heart of the island, and the island is endless ebbing sand.

Third, forget that childish oath, the reality will never exist.

Fourth, he said that he should be good friends even if he broke up. His smile stung me.

Five, tears, can't keep love.

Six, after the pain, you will not feel pain, and some will only be a cold heart.

7. Being a dancer in life, as long as the heart is still beating, a gorgeous scene will eventually be staged.

You haven't even given me the simplest answer.

No matter how crowded the world is, let your heart beat freely. Because every moment of life is in my heart and in my memory. Those who have owned, those who have paid, and those precious collections will be held in their arms, melted in love and buried in their hearts. Some people, some feelings, some things, are all in their hearts, tired and crowded, know how to unload, give their hearts a space, let them experience breathing and let the sun bathe.

If love is pure fiction and not real, why is parting the beginning of sadness?

It's too hard to forget you and too late to fall in love with you.

A woman becomes quiet, which shows that she is forcing herself to let go.

Thirteen, never know how to resist or struggle, even if you hit my heart, it will not change.

Fourteen, that time I gave you a gentle smile-gave you a complete heart.

Fifteen, you still dream, you still hurt, how can you remember so much?

Sixteen, confession and farewell, a word difference, a shy, a bitter.

Seventeen, swept away is floating algae, rock-solid will never wander.

Eighteen, close your eyes and smoke a cigarette, because smoking hurts your lungs and you are not sad.

Nineteen, listen to sad songs and watch happy dramas.

If you love me, say it out loud and do it bravely. I don't want to hurt, hesitate or wait.

Twenty-one, nest in the dormitory, the in the mind panic; Walking in the street, my heart is full of sadness; Walking in the shopping mall, my heart is cold; When I think of my hometown, my heart is sad; Never forget where you are!

Twenty-two, want to be happy, but forget to smile.

Twenty-three, hard enough to give you an excuse to turn around.

Twenty-four, it's just a small wound. I can pretend it doesn't matter.

The tragic ending of this story is like the fate of butterfly evolution.

You will always have him in your heart, but my heart is always hurting.

Twenty-seven, sad? When is the best memory? Time.

Twenty-eight, my love is not needed, and my scars are not concerned, because I don't care.

Twenty-nine, dare not try what is called salt on the wound. I only know how to replace the stranded tenderness with silence.

Thirty, youth is running wildly, and then it falls down beautifully.

Thirty-one, if I don't know, I don't want to think, I don't love, I can't be so greedy.

I told myself not to cry, but I couldn't help it.

Thirty-three, wine does not make people drunk, and people who look at empty glasses have unconsciously shed tears.

Thirty-four, isn't it This city? How to name it?

Thirty-five, silent fog, cover the front degree of silent reproduction.

36. I used to laugh with you, but now I laugh without you, so I can't laugh as sweetly as before.

Thirty-seven, who takes light years as a wandering token, who trades the years of war for an unknown heart.

In the end, we ran counter to each other.

Thirty-nine, put the courage to open Pinellia into the memory of time, and the elongated and scattered figure is getting longer and longer.

Forty, I know that I am not the one who has been paying attention. I am a lonely person.

Forty-one, sad thoughts, what else am I worth keeping?