Say something about the love of youth.

First, goodbye, maybe never, my stubborn pursuit, only I can see, but I hope I am right.

Second, every youth is a stop in the future, and you should cheer for yourself along the way.

Third, I don't want to mention my past to others. Those who are lonely and barren in nightmares, let's leave time to be indifferent!

Fourth, walk in the years with a quiet attitude, without noise and interference. ...

5. I am really in pain, really in pain. Is it my fault to leave you?

6. When you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please be gentle with him.

In fact, I am really happy. You have been waiting for me, and I have been holding your hand until the end.

I dare not miss you, because my memory is full of your ruthlessness and indifference.

In this hot and sunny season, we will leave to enjoy better banquets and more excitement.

10. I'm trying to disguise myself and love you like a friend.

Don't bully me because I love you.

I'm used to it. I don't need you. I'm fine.

We used to feel sorry for each other, but now we are strangers.

Fourteen, I didn't get it, how could I lose it?

In my world, there is no second person more important than you.

Sixteen, 1000 years of fame, 10 thousand years of fame, what's good, when you die, go.

Seventeen, I killed myself before I let you go.

Nineteen, sincere smile, less and less. The pain in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.

Twenty, I know, we all know, let's focus on love for a few seconds.

Twenty-one, the scenery along the way, I can only walk and forget.

Twenty-two, knowing that you are a dream, you can't help but approach! ! !

Twenty-three, if you love, please love deeply; If not, please leave.

Twenty-four, the lazy degeneration of young people, like a nightmare, lurks in wandering youth, like a naked wound, which produces redness and then festers.

Twenty-five, you are a dream that I carefully maintain, and also a dream that I can't touch all my life.

Twenty-six, there is a person I have never mentioned since, but I will always think of it in my heart.

Twenty-seven, I leave, you don't stay, so dispersed.

I am proud because I have beautiful youth.

Twenty-nine, no matter how painful the tears are, they can't get a little touched.

Thirty, it is you who pale my waiting and satirize my persistence.

About the youth of love, talk about mood phrases.

1. What do you want your lover to promise? Life is impermanent, love is changeable, and many things are promised well at the beginning, but how much can be done in the end? In fact, falling in love with someone is very bitter. Will be jealous, sad, angry, will care about every word, every expression, and even every joke. So it is easy to fall in love, but difficult to get along with. The more you love, the more you care. That's enough to make you happy.

Second, I like quiet and seclusion, and you also like to stay away from the secular and noisy, and put our souls in a secluded place. It's time to push a cloud through the window and fill the door with flowers. As long as you sleep with the sound of water and say nothing, you and I will understand. You gave me the most silent address in the world, saying that it is the hometown of the soul. I walked along the path, only to find that it leads to your heart. The breeze is ten miles, the lotus is full of pools, the moonlight is falling, and the garden is full of fragrance.

Third, true wisdom is acceptance, with no difference outside and no opposition inside; Don't fight with heaven, don't argue with others, and don't be at odds with yourself.

Loneliness is when you want to ask a friend to go shopping, only to find that his friend has already asked another friend, so you say sorry. Loneliness means that you will never bother to choose a gift for a person's birthday again. Loneliness means that you will never cry again because the plot in the book is similar to your own story. Loneliness means that I stand on this meridian and you stand on that meridian. There are several time differences between me and you.

Five, the flowers are blooming, and you are among the flowers. Butterfly, you are in the butterfly house. You are my flower that never fades every year. I am a butterfly that you won't get old for minutes. Flowers bloom for butterflies, and butterflies are intoxicated with flowers. I always feel that flowers are the past lives of butterflies, and butterflies are the old people of flowers. Otherwise, why hit it off at first sight?

I almost forgot what I used to look like.

Seven, walking in the south of the Yangtze River every day, reading ancient poems, reading the sunrise, and resting at sunset, there is always a faint leisure. That carefree sorrow falls in the sound of water, like smoke. Floating in the rain rhyme, like fog. Misty, as if nothing had happened, is hard to blame.

Eight, you are a misty poem, and I am a sentence in your poem. You are a flower, and I am a chapter in the word. Write peach blossoms one after another, write lotus flowers one after another, and then sit quietly in the book, sitting in the water, you read me, I read you, snuggle up, grow old, grow old.

I don't know what it is. But I know I'm cruel now, okay .

I don't want an unresolved relationship, I want to be sure.

Eleven, I have an emotional cleanliness addiction and don't want to be unique.

Twelve, in the plain days when we have love, we are infected by each other's breath and gradually assimilate. When day after day, the years are engraved on our faces, when the wheel passed by our feet, when two people care about each other inadvertently, a look, a sigh and a smile will bring the voice of the soul to each other, thus subliming love.

Thirteen, real life, a little bit worn away my original belief in love.

14. I always feel that there is a door in spring, just like a heart that loves you. It suddenly opens, and the green mountains and waters are colorful, enchanting and beautiful, and the power of life pours out instantly. That kind of feeling is to spread out your head and face and describe it in two words. I think it is buried. It is a happy thing to be buried in spring. Being buried by love is a blessing among countless misfortunes.

You don't know that every time I make a big move and make a big noise, I want to get your attention.

Sixteen, when I was a child, I desperately wanted to grow up. When I grew up, I found that childhood was the most flawless; When studying, we dream of working, and only when we work do we know that the cold window time is the most nostalgic; When we are single, we envy others to get married. When we get married, we know that the freedom of being single is also a kind of incomparable happiness. We walked all the way and missed it when we passed by. Only by cherishing what we have now, will there be less regret and hate in our life memory.

Seventeen, a person's heart, can repeatedly tolerate, can repeatedly bear countless scars. However, I forgot that people are tired.

Sometimes women will complain, sometimes women will find fault, and many men may really not understand why. In fact, every day of a woman is a test of her lover. Sometimes they just toss and turn. This kind of tossing and turning is only for their lover. They just want to prove that love is still there. Therefore, when women toss, men only need one attitude, that is, never get tired and never give up.

Nineteen, in this life, you are my poem. I will never get tired of reading you a thousand times. I always feel ecstatic when I hold it in my heart. I like to be slow. I can't write a poem in my life. Walking slowly from one word to the next is like starting from a spring, experiencing countless storms and quietly entering autumn. From one sentence to the next, I always feel that mountains and water are separated, and clouds and smoke are separated. It is necessary to experience and love with deep affection all my life.

I like to look back because I don't like to forget. I have always felt that in this world, some people, some things and some moments seem to have some kind of arrangement, which may not be felt at that time, but in retrospect, it is of profound significance. I have had many wonderful moments, and I really can't bear to forget them.

Love words about youth

First, when I hug, I feel very warm. I feel very happy to hold you.

Second, at this moment, how I envy the eagle flying in the clouds; If I were an eagle flying high, I couldn't see your face clearly and fly to your side.

Third, I feel that I don't lack anything when I am busy. When you are empty, you know you have nothing. Smiling doesn't always prove that a person is happy. Sometimes, it just shows that a person is very strong. In this world, people always go against their wishes, do things they don't like and live lives they don't want.

I want to hold your hand and keep going, no matter how far it is, forever.

There is no eternal night on the earth, and there is no eternal winter in the world.

Because of you, I want to be a better person and don't want to be a burden to you, so I only try to prove that I deserve you.

Seven, belong to our sparkling love, we will work together again.

8. Falling in love with you is to brew half a bowl of sake in a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus, and pour it independently in the Leng Yue, where the drunken feeling is endless, and only Leng Yue is accompanied by a lonely figure.

Tolerance, like a fragrant flower, endows nature with a kind of spiritual beauty; Tolerance, like a light rain, is refreshing and washes the polluted land; Tolerance is like an umbrella, which gives people comfort and won't let life rain cats and dogs. It takes courage to look up and down. Everyone's living space is limited, and being arrogant blindly will inevitably hit a wall. Being able to bend over in time is the great wisdom of life.

Ten, her appearance, so that I will not fall into tragedy, perhaps when she appeared, it has already doomed the ending between us, and the rest of the days are just lingering, and what should be lost will eventually be lost.

1 1. Do you have such a person in your heart: meet each other silently and be happy silently, leaving you only waiting? The days of waiting are lonely, and even the four seasons have lost their colors.

Twelve, yes, many years ago, my affectation, my romance, and my right time and place have all expired. More importantly, the people who stayed with me in those years actually chose to refund their tickets halfway and leave.

Thirteen, seeing his smile, let me have the courage to face setbacks and have the courage to go on. Seeing him holding my hand, I knew that even if I closed my eyes, everything would be fine. Seeing him angry, I couldn't help laughing, because I knew he cared so much about me.

Fourteen, don't always think about who to rely on, people are selfish, some people love you, some people are jealous of you, some people regard you as a treasure, and some people don't take you seriously. You are injured, you are tired, you are lost, you are missed, and all this has nothing to do with people. You are responsible for your future. No matter how hard you work, there will always be people who say you are lazy, and no matter what you do, there will always be people who criticize you. You don't have to look at other people's faces, just grasp yourself.

Fifteen, I will keep that feeling, just to give my youth a regretless account when the years pass.

Sixteen, between love and affection, what is important is a kind of sincerity and integration. Love, not a lifetime of romance, only a lifetime of warmth; Love is not a lifetime of lingering, but a lifetime of companionship.

Seventeen, people should learn to adjust their mentality, life is inherently contradictory and has two sides. Laugh when you cry, just like some people say that when God closes a window, he will open a door for you. If you gain something, you lose something, just as happiness and unhappiness always go hand in hand and always exist relatively.

Eighteen, the world is so big, but let me meet you; The world is so small, but I lost you. Since I missed it, why did I leave a trace? Since I missed it, why should I meet you!

Nineteen, love you, often make yourself feel so tired; Love you, there is too much pain, so that you are very painful. But I still love you without hesitation! I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you! If one day you dream of me, it's me thinking of you.

Twenty, if you want to walk faster, please go alone; If you want to go further, please go with us! An old African proverb

2 1. No matter how thick love is, it can't stand the erosion of busyness. You are so busy that you forget to care. You are so busy that you are exhausted. However, love can only be cherished when it is free.

22. Is life a story or an accident? When I was young, I always thought that there could only be one answer to a question. After many times, I realized that there are countless solutions to every problem in life, and none of them is absolutely correct.

Twenty-three, soft-hearted people are not easy to be happy. Others hurt her or she hurt others, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Twenty-four, fate is not a transaction, we came into this world without coercion, and no one stopped us from quitting, only sympathy at most. A moment of sympathy can't bring us much effect. If we don't figure it out, it will disappear after a moment of relaxation. Since we are separated, there is no need to wait for each other to finish.

Talk about classic youth love.

First, the vast future is as sad as the sea, and the news xi is quick to whip!

Second, I am a non-flowering flower. I am used to dying before I learn to blossom.

Third, blue curtains and a glass-like heart are transparent to you, but easy to be sad.

Fourth, some losses are doomed, and some predestinations will never bear fruit. Love is not necessarily owned by one person. If you have someone, you must love her well. ...

5. Broken promises were pieced together yesterday.

Six, the night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain that the night gave me.

7. Those who say they will never part have already been scattered all over the world.

Eight, looking back, the days are full of light and shadow, the memory is blocked, and the voice that once moved is gradually fading away.

We don't live in this world to ask for forgiveness.

Ten, my head on his shoulder, tell me, I never need to be strong in front of him, tell me, even if everyone doesn't believe you, you still have me.

Without the light in the dark, I am afraid that you are afraid of the dark and get lost like a child.

The wind doesn't understand the clouds, the sky doesn't understand the depression of rain, and the eyes don't understand the cowardice of tears, so you don't understand my choice, and you can understand my sadness. Not everyone must be happy, not every pain must be told.

Thirteen, if one day we are not together, we should be like together.

Missing is like wine. I get drunk as soon as I drink it. When I am drunk, I read this sad moonlight with all my enthusiasm. So, I was drunk on the moon, drunk at night, and I was drunk.

Fifteen, happiness should be accompanied by sadness, and the rain will clear up. If rain remains after rain and sorrow remains after sorrow, please let us face this parting frankly. Smile to find an impossible you.

Sixteen, single people always live in memories, can't forget the thoughts of people who are unforgettable in your heart, and then live alone, watching the sweetness of others, but it is endless sadness! ! !

Seventeen, sweet feelings are not necessarily the beautiful scenery of love, not necessarily the harbor you want to berth.

18. When tomorrow becomes today, yesterday, and finally a day that is no longer important in memory, we suddenly find ourselves unconsciously pushed forward by time. This is not the illusion that we are moving forward when we are in a stationary train and cross with adjacent trains, but that we really grow up on this matter and become another ourselves.

Nineteen, cry to yourself, laugh to others. This is life.

Looking back on the past, the days are full of light and shadow, the memory is blocked, and the voice that was once moved is gradually fading away.

Twenty-one, double-tone marks, memories of laughter.

Twenty-two years old, still, broken memories, wandering in my mind. Constantly intertwined, endless growth.

At the crossroads, we go our separate ways. You take away my tears, and I take away your hate.

24. In those years, no matter what angle I interpreted you from, you were perfect. What you lacked was already filled with my imaginary brush.