For who?

1. You made me realize what it means to be swayed by considerations of gain and loss. You deserve it. You are dispensable to me now.

She compares everything with me, even though I am her best friend.

There will be someone who will accompany you through the most regrettable road on the best day.

4. Forgetting you is the bravest thing I brag about!

I will miss you, in my heart, in my dreams, in all the time when you are here or not.

6. Walking in the street, I like to look back, not because I am curious behind me, but because I am looking for the shadow I expect.

7. Nothing is always brilliant, even the sun, let alone love.

8. Pain lasts only a hundred days. Soon, I will treat you as a normal person.

9. The sourest feeling is not being jealous, but finding that you have no right to be jealous!

10. The past is gone forever, and what comes back is no longer perfect.

1 1. I no longer look forward to the beautiful bloom of love, just ask it not to tear my heart again.

12. The feeling of lovelorn, like a person recovering from a serious illness, always has endless wounds.

13. If I could go back in time, I would choose not to know you. It's not that I regret it, but that I can't face the ending of separation.

14. I got into the habit of staying up late, but no one wants to stay up late to chat with me.

15. I am dragged by memories, and you are pestered by new lovers. Aesthetic sadness about sharing pictures.

16. I'm sorry about what happened to you. This is the most chilling conversation.

17. You haven't seen me at school since the day we broke up.

18. Memories can really turn a person into a psychopath. One second ago, his mouth rose slightly, but this second, his eyes were moist.

19. Some people will blow you away, even if you turn to dust for them.

20. What is redundancy? Cotton-padded jacket in summer, cattail leaf fan in winter, and your hospitality after I was cold.

2 1. Carousel is the cruelest game, but there is an eternal distance between chasing each other.

22. When you are not online, look at your blackhead in a daze. When I am online, I look at my colorful head in a daze.

Why are you so strong? Will anyone sympathize with me when I am weak?

24. Don't expect someone to accompany you all your life. Even the shadow will not accompany you when there is no light.

25. Because there is love, there will be expectation, so even disappointment is a kind of happiness, although this happiness is a bit painful. In the mood of aestheticism, some people are good to you because you are good to him.

1. There is no tenderness, only persistence, and a small universe that beats for you.

2. I met the wrong you at the wrong time, but fortunately, the wrong is right.

I miss you day and night in July.

I hope that on that cold rainy day, I am the umbrella that can shelter you from the wind and rain.

You are a rare treasure in my palm and a star that the world can only look up to.

6. Magpie disturbed half a lucid dream at the end of last month. You are surprised, and you are not surprised.

7. I like you, just like eating watermelon in summer. I always dig in from the side, not grab it for the sweetness in the middle.

8. Every time I am in the most pain, you can always see through my heart. Although unwilling, I am so happy.

9. Call your name softly every night with the lightest voice in the world. Write your name, draw your name, and dream of your shining name.

10. My love for you is endless acacia, which is far away.

1 1. Many years ago, when we first met, she fell from the sky and appeared against the light. Since then, she has been a bright light in his life, the only bright light in his rough years.

12. For millions of people, you are just a speck of dust. To me, you are a dazzling star in my hand.

13. My whole life is just for you, breaking through the cocoon for you and returning to nothingness for you.

14. I hope you have stars in your eyes and mountains and seas in your heart. From then on, I took dreams as a horse and lived up to my youth.

15. I walk on the moon because you are in the mountains.

16. The person you love, where he exists, the whole world will shine, and when he loses it, the whole world will rain.

17. That year, flowers were not the best, but fortunately, I met you; That year, the flowers bloomed very well, as if they were specially for you; That year, the flowers bloomed very late, but fortunately, you were there.

18. The moment when love breaks out should be hot and never twinkle like a candle. It should be a forest fire, which will burn a way in the twists and turns.

19. Every ripple in my heart is moving for you. All the tenderness in Wan Li's eyes is for you.

Some people are not so good, but you just can't help loving them.

1. People like me are not suitable for dating. They are too unstable, too sensitive, think too much and are not good at communication.

2. If you like something, don't ask others if it looks good. Like is better than all truth, and principle is not equal to my pleasure.

Some people are very nice, and you really want to fall in love with them, but you just can't. Some people are not so nice, but you just can't help loving them.

4. There are no two people who are naturally suitable. Only two hearts that have experienced running-in, have no eternal passion, and only have a lifelong feeling of no regrets, know that concession is not to admit defeat, but to care, and know that forgiveness is not lifeless, but to cherish and maintain the present, so as to achieve your ultimate goal.

5, the heart will be tired, unintentional does not matter.

6. Some things can't be changed by hard work. Just like 50 yuan's RMB is beautifully designed, it is not as attractive as 100 yuan.

7. My heart is not a restaurant that is open 24 hours a day, and it is not welcome at any time.

8. Growing up, what we heard most was that you should be sensible and get ahead, but we seldom heard that you should be happy.

9. Same bottle of drinks, convenience store 2 yuan, five-star hotel 60 yuan. Many times, a person's value depends on his position.

10, not all singles mean that they are in a sultry state.

Sad mood: I will remember Hua Song Gray, but I still can't forget your beauty.

In this life, I really don't want to let go of your hand. You broke my heart when you turned around. Reality is always too cruel. I want to get drunk and forget Hua Song, but I still can't forget your beauty.

You can't always tell the difference between innocent day and night. In fact, white and black are the same, just like the light of a desk lamp. How can I warm my heart? In my messy memory, I am dealing with mottled thoughts, black rain and poems in my dreams. Who is crying and crying, the loneliness precipitated in the night, it has nowhere to talk, loneliness is the only companion, the moonlight that has been diluted for a long time, or the pure and overflowing crystal in my eyes?

The nothingness of a floating dream was buried in the bustling place, and the last tear in the corner of my eye condensed into amber in the dust. As far as I can remember, you are the flourishing age of 3 thousand, and I only take a spoonful. From then on, all the tenderness was composed into songs in that spoon, one moved and the other left.

There is love in the world, but it can't resist the cruelty of years. The figure who stayed in yesterday is still wearing the coat of the present, and how to pursue the pace of yesterday and grasp the touch of the story? All this seems so helpless, so helpless, the world of mortals joys and sorrows, fleeting gathering and parting.

Wind and rain all the way, stop and go, stop and go. In a flash, it was not the years that broke up, but the person who was with us, just like a brotherly friend, just like someone who had loved, walked around in the world of mortals, turning us around and walking around, leaving only the passing figure in the depths of memory and staying in the distant place.

A pale and flowing sadness spread all over the world, pursuing perfection, but leaving scars. Gorgeous eyes have passed the autumn waters, who is cooking ink? Qian Fan's tired nib recorded a beautiful article. It's just a remnant of memory. In this life, can you allow me to set the sun with a pity smile? In this arduous journey, you saw the glory of fireworks, but you saw the pain of fireworks landing.

Care, so attachment, loss, just remember to cherish. Swaying red flowers, delicate and charming, dancing soft willows, all kinds of customs, in front of you, beside you, have you ever had it in your heart? When holding hands, be caring and attentive, look for common ground, then look at your head, frown and smile at the dreamer, which is very painful and even more painful.

After many lonely days, listening to the loneliness of the past, loneliness is not as terrible as the interpretation in translation. The devil who goes wherever he wants, unlike those boring people, has nowhere to park his feelings and dreams. Lonely people have no soul and themselves, and they are barren to the apex of decadence. The crazy ending that can't be comforted can't be compared and described.

Flowers fall, pass, and bring up pieces of red. Reaching for a fallen flower, I inadvertently saw that the flower was covered with wrinkles. My heart tightened and my face appeared on the petals of the flower.

Wondering in a trance, is your friendship an illusion? Wouldn't it be better to put it down later? But the yearning for day after day has long been ingrained. Whenever you are free, your face will appear in front of your eyes and heart, so clear, but so vague.

Pain is a huge hole that can't catch her smile when she dreams back at midnight. No matter what you do, you will be inexplicably absent-minded, and with the joy of every success, more loneliness comes.

It's not that I haven't thought about what it would be like for them to meet again one day, but I never thought that they haven't seen each other for a long time.

Some people's wounds heal slowly in time, such as me. Some people's wounds slowly fester in time, such as him. It turns out that over the years, he has only recovered his appearance, and there is another kind of injury that goes deep into the bone marrow and wreaks havoc where you can't see it.

Time flies, time is indifferent, once the sea, except Wushan. Fragments of the past are scattered everywhere, scattered and heavy, never remembered, never forgotten, and dusty in a corner deep in memory. How can the wind pass without a trace, but it always condenses into cold tears in the corner of your eyes and slips quietly when you can't see it? Sigh at the full moon, watch the time silently, and wave away. Between surplus and water, I am speechless.

Meeting you is destiny takes a hand; Meeting you is a dislocation of time; Being with you is fate. I used to think that I had already escaped from the world of mortals, not talking about feelings and not caring about the world. However, I inadvertently walked into your world and opened my heart, and the lost heart can never be found again.

Finally fell silent, just like our heart, which was once warmly held in our chest. It's too hot to let go. I wish I could find someone to share the temperature. I never thought it would cool down one day, so cold that we had to tighten ourselves. Be careful, so as not to lose this only warmth.

In fact, people who have been traveling are quite lonely and have nowhere to convince themselves to stop. So they can only keep walking, because everything is fresh in a strange environment. There is no time to stop and make everything familiar and boring. Actually, I left you out of disgust. But I still can't help but think of your palm in the wind.

Every memory has a password. As long as the time, place and character combination are correct, no matter how long it is dusty, that person's scene will be picked up again in oblivion. You might say, isn't this all over? In fact, the past is only time, and you still can't escape. Thinking of fate is either smiling or sad, which is called helplessness.

When I stubbornly fell in love with a rich sky, I kept looking back and walked through scenes of lonely scenery. Those stories of youth are like broken kites, teetering, and finally can't escape a settled ending.

On a quiet night, I stayed 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.

Waiting for the flowers to bloom, the leaves to fall, the rain to stop, the snow to float, the moon to rise, the sunset, the wind to come, the tide to fall, the sea to dry up and the rocks to rot, the water droplets to wear out, the clouds to disappear, the mountains to recover, the birds to sing and the flowers to smell, the spring breeze to revive everything, and so on. Many beautiful feelings in life have withered and withered. Yesterday's expectations are now beyond recognition.

I want to ask you, how far is forever in your mouth? Maybe, just for the next second. You just left, leaving only the hurt and pain you gave. Without me, will you miss me occasionally one day? Without me, will you think of me when you pass a certain intersection?

Rain is singing in this city. I wonder who can hear it. Some people live in memories that are unforgettable. Some people live nearby, but far away. The world is very big, even strangers who pass by have a faint fate when they meet, so the fate is you, and I cherish it; If you go, I will let you go.

The corridor window of dripping rain reflects a lonely face, and the moment when time freezes is a flashback of the past. Those thoughts carried away by the night are still hesitating at the sore spot, staring at the panic after meeting. Acacia has long been black and blue, but I don't know where my long-cherished wish will go.

My heart is dead, my tears are dry, and I can't bear to look back. My dream woke me up, and I couldn't feel my feelings. The past is like smoke, but it is also empty and true. I also love and hate, and the leaves fall silently. The only way is to look for it, cold and clear, miserable and miserable; Helpless, forbearing, forbearing; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

I can't sleep because I'm so sad. Countless times I met in my dreams and made love in my dreams. But when I woke up, I was in a daze. Tears moistened my eyes and melancholy filled my heart. Shallow ink can't describe the sadness in my heart, and the melancholy that the keyboard can't type. The mouse can't click on sadness, and words can't express hesitation.

Love is hard to accept, but hard to find. For whom is gentle as water? Who are you obsessed with all your life? Who is infatuation waiting for? Who is true love? Who is fate for? The world is like a dream, the years are in a hurry, the years are like water, and infatuation is hard to understand. If we don't meet in this life, the afterlife will always be a dream.

Love still exists, deeply in our memory. We are all looking for love, but some of us, after finding love, would rather not look for it.