Let the memories flow quietly in my heart-fzl classic talk

That encounter may have been arranged by fate. You said it was love.

What we chase is never the starting point of others, but every unknown tomorrow.

There is a kind of injury called sadness. It is when the eyelashes can no longer bear the weight of the teardrops, and they will drip if touched lightly.

Fortunately, love is not everything. Fortunately, everything is not love.

When the whole world agrees to rain together, let us agree to make it sunny in our hearts.

If possible, I hope that in the next life I will no longer be a sentimental human being, blaming others for not getting the best.

This love song cannot be completed without you or without me, just like walking on one foot, which cannot support the whole body.

The flower language of roses is love, and the flower language of mist is death. I present these two bouquets of flowers to you, and I will love you until death.

I couldn’t find anyone to accompany me through the crowded streets, but I never got to the end.

When I was flying in the sky, fate gave me a blow.

When we no longer care about the man we love deeply, we may just shed tears in the bottom of our hearts.

Even if it is no longer there, it is still the texture of the years and remains deep in my memory.

What we lack is not the opportunity, but the courage to return to zero in the face of opportunity.

Thank you to those who have hurt me, you gave me an incomplete fairy tale.

Even if it is just a budding flower, you can place your thoughts on it.

When the wind blows and the clouds fall, even without the guidance of light, you can lower your eyebrows and not feel lonely.

We are each stuck in place, unwilling to imagine each other's world.

Pretending that I haven’t met you, I can only keep walking with my head buried in my face, because you can’t see my loss.

Passionate and passionate love may hurt you, but this is the only way to make your life complete.

That boy who was cold gave me warmth that I will never have again in this life.

This world is inherently unfair. If you give up your own happiness, it will become someone else’s.

In the end, I will protect you with my life.

There are many waves, graceful in the mist, carrying the fragrance of rain, making love charming in dreams.

Relief, what can be done, everything is no longer what it was originally.

This is how we exchange happy smiles, and this is how we each hide our sadness.

I don’t care about the pain you bring, I don’t care how crazy they tear at every nerve in me.

Away from the hustle and bustle for a while, maybe no one is traveling with you, but it is full of surprises.

I am still recalling the world between two people, and I have taken off all my defenses for you.

It only took him a minute to break up, how sad it sounded.

Sometimes I feel that I am too cowardly, and sometimes I feel that I am too pretentious.

We are never qualified to say give up, because this is our time and should bloom with dazzling flowers.

A touch of green and a touch of blue are the best interpretation of mood, opening up every corner of the heart.

The palms of my hands suddenly grew tangled textures, and I finally began to learn not to be cruel.

The word "I love you" on the lips turns into a painless greeting when I open my mouth.

The wind blows quietly, carrying the fragrance of flowers, letting memories flow quietly in my heart.

Give up the wrong persistence, insist on the wrong giving up.

I remember she once said that in a world of peace, one can hear the sound of flowers blooming.

Without the excitement, without the flowers that have been blooming in the morning, it feels good enough to be able to travel alone.

If you take another step back, you will completely withdraw from your world. After all, I am also in a dilemma.

If you can’t control your indulgent heart, don’t easily mention how sad it is to be out of love.

In the fleeting light, the troubles and sorrows are forgotten.

No matter how beautiful the scenery outside the window is, it cannot melt my painful heart.

Do you feel aggrieved after choosing me? Is it because I am not good enough to you? Or is it just a game?

The footsteps and memories spread, gently turning into endless longing. Will the youth flowing quietly also hurt people?

1. The journey back is separated by countless seasons and countless falling experiences

2. For a while, I have been drifting in the story, like a piece of grass

3. Between the street lamp and me, who is whose passerby, who is the embellishment of whose life

4. Childhood, only when it appears in memories, can we achieve that perfection

5. Memories can keep away from dullness, and can make the originally dull days betray reality and make a transcendent flight

6. The city at night is like a flower that is about to wither, trying hard to bloom. The last ray of beauty

7. Far away from familiar cities and people, the soul is no longer bound by anything

8. We fear the cemetery, even though we travel day and night

9. Occasionally, I stand alone in the wilderness at dusk and host the sunset funeral for you

10. For humans, friendship is an act of exchange. Without the next exchange, friendship will be No more

11. In life, there will always be some blank spaces that make people look back.

12. The same day comes over and over again. If there are no creases left somewhere, it may create an illusion.

13. People should have some foresight in order to save themselves and let their hearts exist peacefully

14. Life commands you such happiness and despair

15. Because of the word love, I let it go, because of it, I fulfilled it

16. When he turned around, I saw the back of an old man. I know that time is getting older

17. I saw a kind of light and depravity in her eyes, and saw time flashing back, as cool as a butterfly

18. A person’s early habits, even if they are covered by the dust of the years Even if you hide it and hide it, you still have to reveal it from time to time

19. Will the youth flowing quietly also hurt people?

20. I feel that something in my life is also driving quietly along the track

21. How can a candle blown by the wind in the dark night wait until the day comes? Out

22. The train is so close to us and yet so far away from us. There seems to be expectations in the middle, leaving some kind of time that is destined to be needed in life

23. I I have been crawling for a hundred years, burning with a smile for a hundred years, just waiting to meet you again in annihilation, because your happiness is all the faith in my life

24. When you think of your journey One time I was surprised, the woman who turned around and left was actually already old. Only the memory stayed like fog, and the passing time was the woman who left.

25. In fact, every flower has its own When a flower withers in your own life, it is the end of its life, and its seeds are the continuation of its life. It will continue to withstand the wind and rain in this world, and face another reincarnation. The beautiful soul has a long story. Please put the sunshine in your heart and let the spring water flow in your heart

1. Regard hard work as the inevitable necessity of life, and continue calmly even if there is no hope of harvest.

2. Please put the sunshine in your heart and let the spring water flow in your heart.

3. Many things that we thought we would never forget in our lives are forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them.

4. In the spring of this city, people’s hearts have already Mold has grown, and the body has been infected with tuberculosis, the running water has been filled with poisonous microorganisms, and the catkins have spread meningitis to the microorganisms. "Sa Tianshi and Dongfang Shuo" by Lin Yutang

5. We can have a more relaxed and casual attitude towards life: we are not permanent tenants in this world, but passers-by.

6. Human eyes have billions of pixels but they cannot understand the human heart.

7. You are not bad, but you are completely useless.

8. It is also said that Shenma is going on a casual trip, and even a casual trip after work is not acceptable.

9. The stage is as big as the heart is.

10. Keep in mind the kindness others do to you, and repay silently at the appropriate time and occasion, but this is definitely not just for utilitarian purposes.

11. The sorrow of separation is like the endless black clouds before the rain, and I try hard to suppress it and try to forget it, but it flows quietly in my veins without mercy.

12. Think about it, what do you use to measure time? It takes a while for the fine sand in a sandglass to flow out. It takes a while for a stick of fragrant fragrance to burn out. It takes a while for a cup of tea to go from hot to cold. The hands of the clock tick one circle, which is a period of time. "Time"

13. The wind determines the direction of the dandelions, and you determine my sadness.

14. It is better to spend one or two years reviewing his habits than to spend one or two years getting used to another person.

15. You come, you are welcome, your peach blossoms remain the same. When you leave, your hair will be white and your eyes will last forever.

16. Sometimes people suddenly become fragile, suddenly unhappy, suddenly caught by a detail in their memories, suddenly fall into deep silence, and don’t want to talk.

17. Don’t be distracted by your heart and don’t be trapped by your emotions. Don't be afraid of the future and don't dwell on the past.

18. Music that only one person can listen to is a closed door.

19. Don’t think of life as too difficult. After going through the adverse journey of life and the vicissitudes of the world, everyone will feel hesitant and sad, there will be the resentment of the bitter rain and cold flute, and the sadness of the setting moon and the crow of the crow. But our limited life does not allow us to squander the bitter, spicy, sour and sweet things that belong to life. After experiencing the hardships of wind, cold and haze, I can break out of my cocoon on a sunny day. After the bustle, there is still peace!

20. You said that in the deep and cold autumn, the southern geese fly early; later, on the sycamore trees, peacocks appear in the southeast. You said that the phoenix danced for nine days, and the beauty was beautiful. Later, after thousands of years of dust, the beauty finally lost its beauty. You said that when the eyebrows are straight and the case is raised, the makeup is in the painting. Later, the green frost is cut off and the beauty is heartbroken. You said, I write in my hand, and I enjoy the good times. Later, I have white hair and white snow, and taste the bitter wine alone. You said that when the wild geese pass over Hengyang, their youth is still young. Later, the yellow flowers fade away and the moon sets in the west wing. You say, silk tassels, a long night, and later, sleep in a restaurant, the couch is cool in the middle of the night. You said, I was drunk and burning the light, and I was tired and lying on the battlefield; later, I was sitting alone in the cold mirror with a broken hook. You said that the melancholy in the world has its own hidden feelings; later, when the sea is vast, I remember Tang Zhuang in the heartbreak. You said, Qingqiu thousands of miles away, the tea in my fingers is cool; later, I am green and fat, red and thin, and my sleeves are plump and fragrant. You said that the dream lingered in the water town, lingering in the south of the Yangtze River; later, the painting building was in the evening, and the water dried up in Xiaoxiang. You said that on the West Stone Bridge, a couple leaned against the setting sun. Later, a strand of black hair was infatuated and cherished forever.

21. When you truly love something, you will realize how fragile and powerless language is.

22. Sooner or later, your name will appear in my household registration book. .

23. The pear blossoms are still fragrant when they are mourning. Who can I sing a new song for? The east wind is strong, and Xia Weiyang is still young. I only hope that my beloved will be by my side.

24. Signs of the ups and downs of life naturally appear before our eyes. Turning around and silence, distant mountains and flowing water, the world of mortals and diaries, mottled and memories are all concealed in the ink-like paint. The fate of this world.

The aura of melancholy and clear distance is a distant and untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky.

25. The man had no choice but to look at Miss Sun angrily, took out the small clothes bag on which he was sitting, picked up a pair of half-used cotton trousers, and put it on the rice bag to put on gas protection gear for the rice.

26. When I was sleeping in bed, when I was elated by love, when I was lying on the sofa boredly watching TV series and soap operas, they drank up a new cup of coffee and rubbed their hands. Rub your eyes and move on to something new. They held their phones and closed their eyes for an hour on the sofa.

27. Many times we don’t see the backs of our parents, but we bear their chasing eyes, their reluctance to let go, their uneasiness, and their eyes full of farewell. Finally, I gradually realized that there is no one in this world who can love me as much as my parents do.

28. In fact, many people are the same. What they like is not the school or the class, but the group of people sitting in the classroom.

29. I stand here to speak tonight, and I am deeply afraid of the consequences. But I have a dream. I hope that one day, we can say what we want to say anywhere, and our next generation will be free from the consequences. The freedom of fear!

30. Late autumn goes slowly, late for my reincarnation. The drizzle falls for a moment and a half, enveloping my deep dreams. The rest of yesterday is regretful, the drizzle has dried up the tears, and there is nowhere to write. Late autumn, late autumn is not too late, I am lazy, the drizzle and wind have gone, return to my original intention, and give me a clear dream. But I am watching the wheat field that is half sparse with rain in late autumn. When the next sycamore leaf dances again, I also pick up my old dream. Old dreams are cold, a pillow clutters my eyes in the late autumn, the rain is sparse, patting the window, my late autumn rain is half-combed away from my dream of yesterday. A classic space talk that makes love boil - the memories in my heart cannot be deleted

If I say to you again in the future, forget me, I think you can try to say to me, I never remember it

I don’t want to enjoy being alone, so I keep making myself busy, but I find that I’m not doing well, and one look is always seen through inexplicably.

A kind of jealousy, for them. So similar to us, and now the love has sublimated. Everything was in vain, but in the end I was still struggling and couldn't give up.

You make me drunk, make me fly, make me hurt, make me hurt!

Be the most familiar stranger

My emotions and desires only belong to you

Can I no longer miss you after saying goodbye? Can I understand after I say sorry? Everything

I’m used to it, I’m used to you being perfunctory and ignoring it again and again

I’ve never been as persistent as I am now, no commitment, no oath, just I want to cherish it, just for the second time...

I am happy because of you, and confident because of you

Looking back, I feel that the past was really fake

I am Work hard to piece together the dream you gave me

Have you ever loved someone who you can’t forget day and night

The gorgeous turn is just to hide the tears that are about to fall

Love because of love, I will pursue what I want

Will there be another me in this world doing things that I dare not do

You will always have me There is a side that I cannot see through, but you will always be my god

I am just a plaything of yours

Cigarettes and wine are your taste

I no longer have them There are too many emotions or words to express

I left you then, so don’t bother me now. I need a peaceful life

I’m not fighting in secret, I really have nothing to say

My spiritual world must not be reduced to scrap metal

My head is empty.

Our love is a serious waste of life

The original tenderness has been taken away by time

The farthest distance is the nearest heartbeat

If the heart is gone Destination, where should I go in the next second?

You have deceived Russia time and time again. What did you use to cover yourself up this time?

Time after time trust is exchanged for time after time deception. I hope this time is really the last time. There will never be a next time.

Those who are kind to me, forgive me for being ungrateful. Don't trust me too much, don't trust anyone... Although it's very tiring, you can protect yourself very well

Please don't change your name in the next life so that I can still find you

I'm not afraid Thousands of people stand in the way, but I'm afraid I'll surrender

The high heels are two and a half feet tall! What to do if your legs are crooked!

When I was young and ignorant, I gave you all my persistent love.

If one day we are no longer in the same world, I think I will be so sad that I will give up.

Don’t expect to get my love because I don’t have it

The person who makes you feel tired in your heart is me.

Are you really tired and tired, do you really want to let go?

If you look at you and don’t look back, there will be consequences

I don’t want to take the initiative to get close to anyone

You can’t delete everything even if you delete it. Memories that break my heart

Not asking does not mean that I have no expectations

Dying with slim hope and helpless disappointment and then reborn

The hurt of friends does not mean that I have no expectations.

No less than a lover

Now I am not afraid that the earth will lose its gravity, but... how can I not lose you?

You are like a gust of wind, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, as long as you blow everywhere, there will be a smile