After reading it, I will cry sadly: it's no use caring about things that don't belong to me.

The most regrettable thing in life is to give up what you shouldn't give up easily and stick to what you shouldn't stick to.

When a man no longer loves you, it is wrong for you to cry, to be silent, to breathe alive and to die.

Don't think too great of yourself, you know, in other people's world, no matter how well you do, you are only a supporting role.

Don't put down a glass of water, no matter how hot it is, because at the moment you put it down, you lose not only the water, but also the cup.

Everyone's youth can't escape a love. Here, there is love, affection, joy and joy, but there is no eternity.

You forgot me, completely forgot, I have nothing, I gave everyone a cold shoulder to you, but in the end I have nothing. ......

Loneliness is when a person eats a buffet and comes back to find that the plate has been taken away. It's a person who ordered takeout and watched funny videos at home, laughing at himself.

If one day, in a noisy city, we pass by, I will stop and stare at the distant figure and tell myself that I once loved that person.

If one day, you walk into my heart, you will cry, because it is full of you. If one day, I walk into your heart, I will cry too, because there is no me there.

Don't say that you will miss it after you leave; Anyway, we are still friends after breaking up. Leave a place, the scenery will no longer belong to you; If you miss someone, that person has nothing to do with you.

Some people will be engraved in their memories forever, even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, but the feeling when they think of him will never change.

Some pains are over, some troubles are solved, some words are over, some love is over, some people don't want to love, and some people don't want to wait.

Some people can only go if they don't come; Some things, you don't want, you can only give up; Some past events, about happiness or pain, can only be buried in my heart; Some people hope that they can only choose to forget the present or the future.

Talk about my sadness that you no longer belong to me.

Talk about my sadness that you no longer belong to me.

First, look at the world with a normal heart, and flowers bloom and fall. No matter how beautiful a person is, there will be desolation; No matter how persistent the future is, there will be a past; No matter how beautiful the melody is, there will be a sad feeling; Look forward to, there will be disappointment; No matter how low-key the story is, it will be stubborn; No matter how pure the words are, there will be sadness.

Secondly, I used to take some things for granted, but later I learned that it is normal for you not to have those things, but owning them is a luxury. For example, long-term friendship, such as reunion, such as beautiful partners, such as money. It is not easy to have these, even extremely difficult. If you think so, you won't feel so sorry for the people you lost and missed.

Third, the beauty is short, and the dust is hard to break. The dancing moonlight is intoxicating, and the misty mist caresses your heart. Tomorrow's peach blossoms will grow in dreams. Lying laughing at the spring breeze, full of self-love. The lonely shadow leans against the window and looks at the cold. It is difficult for Iraqis to comb their old wounds alone. Only Leng Yue will be cool in the future. Who and I, * * * pity Iraqis in the dust? The world of mortals is deep and exhausted. The broken night is long and desolate, and the joys and sorrows are old. Put pen to paper, white paper drunk tears.

Fourth, if we become memories. In your years, singing a song about the past in a soft and euphemistic tone can also make you gentler. Please remember that I am still in that song about the past. In the lonely night, he wrote a lonely soul into a rhyme that you couldn't hear, and there was no melody from then on.

When I miss you, I still smile when I look at your photo on the table. That bright smile has touched my heart, and every drop of crystal in my eyes contains my deep thoughts about you. In the past, all my memories were fixed in a photo you left behind, and my thoughts about you will not drift away with the passage of time. Will accompany me to my old age, and your smile will not be replaced by anything else in my heart.

Sixth, some things can only be remembered. Some people can only be passers-by I can't escape those memories after all, I can't forget that person, and I can't change the role of a one-man show. As the years passed, I meditated and recalled, looking back on the past, and the scars of my thoughts became deeper and deeper. The familiarity of many years ago, many years later, has long since vanished. You are still you, I am still me, the same stranger.

Seven, infatuation is only drunk for Iraqis. If it is not difficult to control yourself in the depths, how can it be as cold as ice, which will make people feel heartache! Meet the purple smoke is long, the horizon is broken, and the language is still bleak!

No matter how much injustice you have suffered, you can only hold it in your heart. It's not that I don't want to say it, I just don't know what to say and who to say it to. The most embarrassing thing is that I overestimate my position in others' hearts every time.

Nine, that night, the wind was slightly cold and the sky was slightly dark. I can't help it. The charm of wine is endless. A promise of wine hurt the beauty of the night, ignoring the fragrant memory and being silent for a long time. A drunken, whose precipitation, lost in the cold wind, I don't know. In Qingping Water Town, there are butterflies in love again and again, dancing in the snow, which is a thousand times dream. Red night and green night, quiet mood, are the reasons for sadness.

10. It turns out that two people who were once intimate were not even as good as passers-by; It turns out that two people who care so much about love will completely lose contact. Everyone is a lonely individual, learn to be strong, learn to be brave, learn to bear, and you can let go. Feelings will be strong and weak. Even if there are thousands of give up and give up, it can't stop it from leaving. Delete everything, but can't delete the deepest memory.

Xi。 Sometimes, life is always ironic. Turning around may be a lifetime. We agreed to be together forever, but somehow we broke up. Finally, I thought about it myself, and I couldn't figure out why I had to leave in the first place. Then, you suddenly realize that feelings are so fragile. Can stand the wind and rain, but can't stand the ordinary; Through thick and thin, it's sunny.

The feeling of unrequited love is like a shadow, and I still refuse to leave you. When the dark clouds appear, maybe you can stay away from them, but when the dark clouds disappear, the shadows will find you again. He can always find you like an old friend. Gradually you get used to this old friend. You wanted to go on like this, but you met and missed this new friend, so we found ourselves getting deeper and deeper.

13. Holding things that don't belong to you tightly will only hurt yourself. Life is killing you. All you have to do is grit your teeth and keep going. When you are tired, tell yourself: I can't fall down, because I have nothing to rely on! Everyone has a world, quiet and lonely.

Fourteen, once the pursuit of life only met for the first time, I always felt that the most beautiful time in the world was a smile that passed by each other. Things have changed, and I realized that most of the glimpses were as gorgeous as fireworks, and then they fell silent. Finally, leave an empty city, so that people who pay attention to their feelings will be heartbroken for life.

15. I remember you once said that there is nothing in this world, only missing and missing. Perhaps, everyone in the world is the same, always wandering in the process of being missed and being missed. Everyone needs another person's memory to fill this blank life. Just like my sad style, I have put everything I have with you into an unforgettable chapter of my life.

Sixteen-year-old, when I was young, I always wanted to be with some people for a lifetime, hoping that those love and warmth would accompany me all the way. When I grow up, I finally understand that the flowers will wither, the feast will end, the prosperity will end, and the singing will end, leaving only a desolation. Nothing in the world is eternal. The so-called rose that never fades is actually just a false decoration, and beauty will eventually lead to loneliness.

Seventeen, suddenly looking back on those unruly years, we can play carefree in the heavy rain. We looked at each other's wet faces and smiled. Those wet leaves give off a delicious smell, which belongs to the unique youth flavor of our age.

Eighteen years old, wandering on the lonely school road, although the footsteps are heavy, the back is bleak. But my heart is full of faint worries, and I am disappointed only because of my expectation of life. Fingertips are not discouraged, but in the lonely sky, continue to work hard, pursue and find an initial and most real dream.

Later, I found that you are a reflection in my heart, so light and shallow that I can still remember it at some time. But this has nothing to do with the real you.

Twenty, the pain of parting, inseparable when parting, crystal tears are far from being expressed. Miss, don't give up, often after knowing. No matter how hard it is to say goodbye and how deeply grieved I am, I didn't realize it until I left. It was just a moment in a thousand sorrows.

Twenty-one, after you turned around, I clearly heard your helpless sigh! I know there is your helplessness and your love in that sigh! Just because we met the right person at the wrong time, just because we didn't meet when we were all chic!

22. Every time I wake up from my dream, I feel lonely. My heart hurts and my tears fall. Sometimes I wish I wasn't myself. I always say to myself: just take a deep breath, but I have taken many deep breaths, but I have never been able to unload the burden in my heart. Every night, I can only hear the sound of heartbreak. At that time, I found that what was once called forever was just a turning distance.

Once you told him that milk and oranges can't be eaten together. If it is too spicy, drink milk to relieve the spicy taste. If you don't eat breakfast after getting up early, be sure to drink a large glass of water to dilute your stomach acid. Later, he got up early and poured water for people around him. She's so hot that she sends a glass of milk by express. When she drank the milk, she took the orange from the other hand. She asked him, how do you know so much? He said he didn't know, as if a friend had told me.

Twenty-four, I suddenly remembered that there was a bright moon in Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs" and asked the sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. Now, she is also a person under the moon, enjoying loneliness, enjoying loneliness, and she laughs at herself. Tears, I do not know when, slipped from her eyes.

Twenty-five, the past that can't go out makes people depressed; Let go of the past and let your heart cry. Looking at things and thinking about people in the second half is always a matter. If life is like the first time, why bear the sadness of people walking cold tea? Fate is like tea, only when the cup is empty will there be endless good tea; What is more important than cherishing the present.

Twenty-six, when the cold of winter gradually recedes, there is still a chill in the boundless heart, as if you can touch your figure when you look back, and then it will hurt your dusty nightmare and get a silent sigh.

Twenty-seven, you have an arrow through your heart, and you are in pain. That's just your own business. Others may sympathize and lament, but they will never know where your wound is festering. So, be kind to yourself, love is not everything.

28. Like a scavenger, I quietly collected the negatives of time, turned them into old private wines, and then broadcast any pictures related to you that summer afternoon. With the passage of time, some things will eventually be forgotten, forget the smile that once made me warm, forget the sadness that once touched me, and forget the happiness that never made me cherish.

Twenty-nine years is like water, and it's another year in a flash. Looking up at the cold and silent waning moon and sighing, those clear words and beautiful sentences can often evoke colorful dreams and gently write you into a faint and fragrant chapter. On the pipa string, you said you missed each other. In silence, who is more tactful and lonely than who? A pot of muddy wine, drunk all over the world, flowers are lonely, and customs are more lonely. Life comes and goes for different reasons, so desolate? The most beautiful thing is indifference.

Being single is something you will get used to. Because when you are single, you can take care of yourself, you can play freely, you can have all kinds of friends, and finally you will forget love and forget the touch it brings you. A person who has been single for a long time will have androgynous attributes, which will make you warm and moved. Therefore, single people, you are not unable to find love, but gradually lose the ability to love.

31. Life always makes people speechless. Laughing is not necessarily happy, maybe it is a kind of helplessness; Crying is not necessarily crying, but perhaps a release; It doesn't necessarily hurt when it hurts, but it may be a heartbeat. After a long walk, I always want to see a scenery, because it is unforgettable; When you sing a song, you will always be silent, because it is difficult to let go.

Thirty-two years have passed and another day has passed. Inadvertently, time has changed too many things, such as appearance, personality, and even some of us have no time to look back and savor, so we come and go in a hurry. Feeling the memory of the old days, gently passing through our fingertips, leaving a string of broken thoughts, the past in youth, like a beautiful story, but with extremely sad memories.

Thirty-three, the butterfly dance with fallen leaves, decadent with the feelings of hating drunkenness, the sheep are red, telling the lingering sadness that once the glass dream still could not escape. On this rainy night, they wander in the streets and memories, still meet you in a narrow way, confused feelings, tracing the past. I can't give up my homesickness, and I can't stop regretting that the water is flowing!

It's thirty-four, and I put it down again and again, but I always think of the person who gave me warmth unconsciously every time. Often, I always see the reality when I am intoxicated with a smile, and I think of pain. Then, the cold feeling can no longer be warm. So repeatedly, my heart is finally tired, and this is the reality. I was drunk once, but I finally woke up. I'm walking, but I can't find my way.

I can't give you a lifelong commitment, because we will always be apart. However, I want to tell you that as long as we are together for one day, I will give you everything I can. In fact, memory has become our habit, accustomed to enjoying loneliness at night and being sad alone at night. I don't want to get used to it, but I can't change it!

Thirty-six, everyone will be hurt a lot in the process of growing up, crying will be sad, will be painful. Many things are always experienced before they are understood. After the pain, it will be strong; If you cross it, you will mature; If you are stupid, you will know how to cherish and give up at the right time. Always lose something, you can learn to cherish something; Always hit a wall, you can learn what to change and what to give up; It is always after the pain that you can learn to be a brand-new yourself.

Thirty-seven, it's okay to love the wrong person. It's an experience to know when to wear armor when you find your weakness. If you fall in the same way the second time. It's like finding a weakness and stabbing yourself with a knife in someone else's hand. This is a fool.

Thirty-eight, yesterday's purples, with the wind. I am at a loss. I am sad and confused, and my eyes are full of tears. The traces of the past and the fleeting years have fallen red in my heart, and the sour tears have slipped. Where is the end of my painful thoughts?

39. Everyone's soul is lonely, so we will try to find warmth in the crowd. Running water is gone forever, but why do people always miss the past when they are sad and depressed? Maybe it's because we are all too ordinary to stand cooking day after day. I think how many people say, stand at the ferry and never look back.

Forty, things have changed, no longer sigh for that story! It's a pity that there is no if, but it's a pity that I missed it. All this has come to fruition. No matter how bleak the years are, we only remember those times when we loved to laugh. Let yesterday's fireworks, the smell of wind and dust turn into thrilling memories and place them in the depths of the years. With a light meditation, I live simply and quietly, gathering and parting with fate, and reincarnation becomes beautiful. Reading, beauty is the whole city; Dusty, faint fragrance.

Forty-one, if you never leave, why do you cry? The seasons change, so an old friend travels thousands of miles. At that time, the eyeful shadow can only be pursued in the depths of memory, and where is the end? Pick up brushes of different lengths and paint your curved eyebrows with your heart, but don't want to be deep and thin, with no accuracy.

Forty-two, perhaps, the biggest regret is that fate has arranged time to turn us into two lines. The color of the sky gradually darkened, and I was at a loss in the sea of people at the crossroads. I never had the courage to take out my mobile phone and dial your number again, because I knew we used to love each other, but then we fell in love and left.

43. Sorrow is a counter-current river, spreading my past and eroding my distant years. October is not October, but an eclipse. The line of sight gradually blurred, and the memory slowly faded. This October, I still failed to pick up the long-lost happiness. On the contrary, it eroded into more sadness.

It's a little warm in the afternoon, so I can't feel the heat. Loneliness is the line of sight of sunshine, without joy. The wind is so light that I have no intention of enjoying it. In crowded places, I ignored the laughter there, and my attention was full of sadness, leaving my thoughts not far away and suddenly losing my temper. I waited for an afternoon like this, so lonely, so lonely, reading those green and red memories, will there be mottled colors in the past? Sitting alone, feeling depressed and crying silently is my realm at this time.

Forty-five, I am not strong, but I have been silent for longer than others; It's not that I'm happy, it's just that I hide deeper than others. Shuttle through the crowd, the heart is helpless, tired of chasing, everything is light; Tears flow out, and the knot can be untied. My beauty blooms in other people's sky like fireworks, and the falling ashes cover the land of my soul. Some pain, no one understands, can only disguise a smiling face, and then walk alone. What I have gained and lost is my own.

Forty-six, a quiet night, staying alone in an empty room. Accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to a person listening to unknown music, let yourself quietly integrate into it and accompany me with your breath. I will not be lonely, but I am afraid of waking up. After waking up, there is nothing for you.

47. In this world, don't depend on others for everything. The person you can rely on most is yourself, and the person who can save you can only be yourself. It is not a sudden decision for anyone to leave you. My heart is getting cold, the leaves are turning yellow, and the story slowly ends. And love, because of too much disappointment, becomes not love.

Forty-eight, many times, I felt very tired; There are also many times when I really want to close my eyes and never open them again. Maybe, then I won't feel tired, and I won't have the pressure of life.

Forty-nine, at that moment, you finally found that the person you loved had disappeared in this world as early as the day you said goodbye. Love and yearning in my heart are just memories. I think, some things can be forgotten, some things can be remembered, some things can be willingly, and some things are powerless. I love you, and this is my disaster.

Fifty, once sweet words, once promises, all promises may be bound. So you chose to leave and disappear forever. Standing on the street corner, I can't see any back of you, and I can't find any traces left by you. It turns out that when those promises become a bondage, one of us will definitely choose to leave. Right? That's right. When you promised to be a bondage, did you choose to leave? !

Sad talk: I once had a crazy idea, but now I have forgotten it in despair.

1. "Sometimes, it's good to pretend not to know, at least my heart won't hurt."

2. A woman's best dowry is a considerate and warm heart, and a man's best dowry is a lifetime of tolerance and love.

You said you wanted to protect her, and I've been wandering alone ever since.

4. How do lovers who have changed their hearts find eternity?

I think the greatest thing is friendship, but even friendship is so humble.

6. I can't wait to care casually, but I can't let go.

7. Your world and I are separated only by a layer of glass. Although everything about you is naked in front of me and I can see it clearly, I can't even step into your world after all.

8. If you give up, you won't stay. If you are heartbroken, you can't remember.

9. It is cruel and true to see a sentence: "If you are infatuated with someone, you must not be worthy of him."

10. The most painful cry of love is that you can't start over.

1 1. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place of time, but in fact we had been swept away silently by the torrent.

12. If you know me before, you will know how much your appearance has changed me.

13. I have too much to say, but I always lack the courage to speak.

14. Born lonely, but eager to embrace similar souls.

15. The time you forgot has gradually grown into a thorn and deeply penetrated into my heart.

16. The so-called love for a person, if not all, is equal to zero.

17. After breaking up for four years, you have company, but I can only pay attention to it silently.

18. Nothing can be done in one step.

19. I miss you, but I can't tell you, just like a tree full of pears, it will never bear apples. I miss you, but I can't tell you, just like a rainbow hanging high in the sky, no one can ever touch it. I miss you, but I can't tell you, just like the track of a train, there will never be a boat passing by. I miss you, but I really can't tell you. I'm afraid that if I do, it will be a kind of torture for you.

20. "You are only in your twenties, and you are worried that you will never meet someone you like again in your life. The rest of my life is long, why panic? "

2 1. At the end of the play, we never walked hand in hand again.

22. Maturity means smiling at all the little things. I don't have to compromise myself to please anyone, and I'm not that great.

23. I once had a crazy idea, but now I have forgotten it in despair.

24. Walking alone, watching a lonely movie and taking a quiet and familiar path. Stories and lines stored in your mind are played back or recited from time to time. The waves are still not calm, and troubles follow.

25. If a man really loves you, he will only work hard because he is afraid that he can't take care of you. If he cares about everything about you and loses his temper with you casually, it just shows that he loves himself and has no ability and ability to love you.

26. There is no happiness or trouble in a dull day. Every day, I repeat the boring life monotonously, without pursuing or talking about my dreams. A corner cage of the soul imprisons the past and fetters the memory, but it cannot be integrated into the present. Suppress one's mood and smile.

27. This spring, I can't see the dead branches of the city grow buds again, and then dye them into green shade. I only see those trees whose names I can't name. When the spring breeze blows, they lose their leaves crazily. It was still the cool weather in March and April in Hunan, and I was almost immersed in the bleak season in September and autumn in Shandong. Cool thin is still the same, the sun is shining, the leaves have fallen all over the floor, and I am at a loss.