Sad sentences about friends leaving.

Complete works of sad sentences about friends leaving.

With the social network and mobile Internet entering people's daily work and life one after another, more and more people will talk about it in their leisure time, share their happiness and vent their sadness. What kind of talk can make people shine? The following are the sad sentences of friends leaving that I compiled for you. Welcome to share.

The sad sentence of friends leaving is 1 1. Don't suffer. Zeng Xiao's suffering is like an erosion of the soul. He can't bear to part with that fleeting time. Mo Yan leaves, and life leaves to interpret pain, if it is just a passer-by.

2. Live a flashy life and forget a season. Empty memories disturb the lingering. The smile is gone, and Qian Qian is absolutely lonely. String, thinking about China. Those years were like a dream. Like running water, it's gone forever. Don't leave crying, don't complain about the last sadness.

3. Don't Wei Guang: The ancients wrote thousands of lines of poetry, and it was always heartbreaking to leave. When they went to high school, they sent their brothers to the hall.

4. The mistake of missing is loneliness, and the thought of missing is parting. Seeing this repeated helplessness, the poor ending will always wait. ...

There's nothing to be afraid of when I'm gone. I just left today, so I no longer look at each other with my present mind.

6. Rejuvenation, affectionate love. I once wanted to leave, and I tied my skirt a thousand times. I will stick to my ambition alone, and I will return to my will early. It is better to tie your heart than to tie your clothes. Sit and settle, and settle for a hundred years.

7. Good friendship, the time to win the war, can withstand the fleeting time, can withstand parting, and can withstand missing.

8. All parting with love or hate is also a painful parting. If you can't smile goodbye and bow away, can you turn around silently?

9. The guest came from afar and left me a letter. The letter first said that he often missed me, and then said that he had been separated for a long time.

10. The white gauze frosts at night, and I dream for thousands of times. In the cold fog and smoke, the flowers fall and wither. Full of acacia, flying with sad love words. Meeting, parting, suddenly like a dream. Like wind, like frost, like a dream. A tear fell on the rock, leaving a scar. Perhaps, parting is only a long journey in this life, but the gentleness of Sansheng Shishan is my concern with no regrets in this life.

1 1. I lost you long ago, but I haven't forgotten my first beautiful heartbeat. Your smiling eyes are like fireflies in a dream, full of your love for me. It's a pity that the river of time washed you away, and even my back when I left felt indifferent. Your promise has become a mirage. The more prosperous and lonely it is, the more he kisses my hand in the dark, the same tenderness, and the same reluctance to see your eyes again.

12. It's not like I've never been rejected, abandoned, hated, abused or left. I put up with it all. What am I afraid of?

13. Your hair is like snow, and you are sad to leave.

14. It turns out that in this life, only "parting" is the real eternity.

15. Absence is to love what wind is to fire. It can put out small fires and make big fires burn.

16. Love is like a tightly woven curtain. A bumpy meeting, intertwined. Time and time again tearful parting is also intertwined. Flowers bloom and flowers fall, and the grass is yellow and green. Everyone is willing to weave a poem "Forever prosperous and gorgeous, you are the only one".

17. I was so sad that the pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, more comparable to the cold autumn festival! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to?

18. Meeting is doomed, leaving is indifferent. Meet and leave, and we all go home.

19. Life has a destiny. You happened to be here when some people came. There are always encounters and departures. Maybe there are some good things until you go somewhere, maybe some good things are just a moment. Leave them to everyone to remember and relax. Some things are doomed, you don't have to feel sorry and sad. Some things have happened and can't be stopped. You don't have to be happy. How can people do it, facing the sea, blooming in spring and suffering humiliation?

20. I'm afraid that yesterday, I looked forward to tomorrow's heartbreaking tears like fallen leaves, but I don't want to stay too long. The picture of sleepless nights stops in the parting starry sky like a sunny day, and my heart is broken like a flying goose. I don't want to stay too many seasons, but I'm afraid I'll never see you again once I'm gone.

2 1. It turns out that the cruelest parting in the world is watching you leave, but you can't stay.

22. Winter is very cold and the north wind is biting. Full of melancholy, the night is longer, looking up at the stars listed in the sky. Three or five full moons, four or five short toads. A guest from afar brought me a letter. The letter first said that he often missed me, and then said that he had been separated for a long time. Put the book in your sleeve, and the scattered words won't go out. I love you with all my heart, I'm afraid you don't understand.

23. A person's experience is written in his eyes. My eyes are clear and turbid, but what I have experienced is injury again and again, parting again and again.

24. Isn't the forest cruel? There is a plague to kill, but the animals are still beautiful. Is the universe not cruel? There is no response, but the stars are still beautiful. Society is also cruel, there is life and death parting, there will be no way out, but people are still beautiful. So I can also store kindness in cruelty, such as dew on a spider web and amber under the ground. I know strangers may not be kind, but if I can meet them, I will cherish storage, because there is still a future.

25. 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 wonder how many people said they would never look back when I stood at the ferry crossing. In the final analysis, partial students are those who need to live by memories, and turn over yellowed youth books again and again to read.

26. The tired necromancer in the dark is bound by sorrow. When I woke up, I found that the footprints of memory would not fade, because I always existed and the fading time always existed. Finally, a hundred years ago, the fate of dust could not wait for the day of flowering, and everything was immersed in assumptions. I will regret it when I wake up. Those who insist on leaving blood are hard to recover. I can't say goodbye because I have always existed.

27. A person's life has to experience too much. Where will you go? Those sudden departures often make people unprepared. Living somewhere tomorrow, but some turn around, it's really a lifetime, and from then on, we will never meet again.

28. I have read all the hardships of leaving the world, and I have no way to go back. Flowers have nothing to say, and the green window is spring. I will tell you under the acacia lamp that I have new love and old hatred for Qian Qian. Most importantly, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.

29. Perhaps the best way for a person is to be quiet. Even if he lives alone, walks through one city after another, walks through one street after another, looks up at one sky after another and witnesses one departure after another, he can finally say frankly that I am not so persistent at last.

30. Zhu Xian is broken, the mirror is missing, the morning dew is exposed, the incense is resting, the bald head is singing, and the injury is separated. Try to add rice without thinking about concubines. The soup is soup, and you grow!

3 1. Ask what the world is like and teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow? Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. The times will last forever. In order to leave it to the poet, I sang and drank and visited Qiu Yan.

32. Is this growth? It's like turning a page. Close, just because of fear of loneliness. Goodbye. I know that if there is no parting, there will be no concern for growth.

33. There is a kind of gaze, and I don't know it is nostalgia until I break up; There is a feeling that it is heartbreaking until I leave; There is a kind of mood, until I can't sleep, only to find that it is acacia. This is love.

34. I have always been young and limited, and it is easy to be ecstatic when I leave. Don't speak frequently at banquets and songs. Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more. It is better to pity the present.

35. Parting parties hate being late.

36. The parting of life and death is an important event, which is beyond our control. Compared with external forces, we are so small, so small! But we insisted: "I will always be with you, and we will never leave." -Like we can do it ourselves. Yes, I can't help myself. However, why can't you help but hope to hold your hand and grow old with your son?

I once had a little dream, blaming him for leaving suddenly without saying a word. He is walking slowly on purpose now, and wants me to send him one by one, get together as much as possible, and turn a small dream into a long dream in Wan Li. I am willing to do that. Send a ride, say goodbye, goodbye. Is it to increase the pain or reduce the pain for a long time? I don't know. But the farther I go with him, the more afraid I will never see him again.

38. There is no happiness when you should laugh, no tears when you should cry, and no commitment when you should write. We are always parting, such as with relatives, with injuries, and even with time. . . Sometimes there are many familiar people around us, but they just exist like air. We can't choose our own life, any time, any place, anyone. . . I smile, whenever I am sad or happy, I only smile.

39. Whose heart is sad alone, whose love only touches people after it is lost. You will only keep chasing and regret the dislocation of the missed good time. Who do you love so much? Who will remember? Who started it after leaving? Who's missing? You are the one who doesn't cry silently (pursue bravely, don't get used to regret. If you miss it, there will be no more ifs. )

40. One day goes by every year, and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, and one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and dreams. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

4 1. I miss you very much. In this season, the petals are all over the sky, and the sadness of parting is thrown into the wilderness and turned into a butterfly to resist the ruthless snow. It's still a little short ...

42. Winter is lonely, summer is parting and spring is the bridge between them. Only autumn pervades the four seasons.

43. The moon is behind the clouds, and you don't sigh about the autumn harvest. Hang a bunch of dogwood and a yellow warm pillow. Autumn is ripe, and it is endless. Sorrow after flowers, thoughts go slowly like snails. Don't wait for vagrants, don't read vagrant letters. Every word is the past, and sadness is a soft time. No matter how rough it is, it is always forgotten by the closed door. Looking back, I can trace back to the fragrance of a pen and ink. Green silk cries impermanence in the world, and is buried alone to endure human sorrow. Take a cup of love, drop a drop of hate and drink it up. If you don't wake up, you are afraid of broken dreams, and if you are not drunk, you are afraid of painful pursuit. When you are prosperous, you turn to tears. It is better to die for a lifetime, with green tea reflecting on the window lattice and rain falling all over the city.

44. In the end, I can only wait for the moment of parting after two years and accept the ending you have prepared. Have we ever had love? I don't know. Do I love you? I dare not admit it.

45. The city of seal cutting? Where is the signature? Meiyu season? Outside bluestone city? Muddy landscape all the way? A tear? Are you the man in my splash-ink painting? Leave blank? On the scroll? Never draw? That? who

46. When I was a child, loneliness meant having no friends. When you grow up, loneliness is … more lonely than having no friends. Sometimes I wonder, if we really love someone, can we endure that one day, we may lose him? Parting is also a part of life. But can you really put it down? We really love someone, aren't we afraid that he will leave us? I'm also wondering if it's possible. If we don't love anyone, can we continue to live? This is what I call loneliness. I've been like this for five years.

47. It was autumn, the last time I went out was autumn, and the first time I met a man was autumn. I don't believe in love at first sight. I think my short love and parting are over. If only it were over, it would be over after that day. I thought I would add the autumn when I saw him to the autumn sky, the autumn park, the autumn dog and all the words in the world.

48. Farewell is like a broken lotus root. There will always be an unknown love affair, and a dark cloud haunts my mind. ...

49. I miss you, but I won't say, I will plant my thoughts on the roadside where you pass by and make a red apple. I miss you, but I won't say, I will hang my affection in the sky where you stop, and the light rain is my gentle touch. I miss you, but I won't say, I will hide my loneliness in the station where you left, but I won't miss you with your train. What can I say, my love is no longer a gift?

50. We agreed not to shed tears on the day we left, but smiled and shed tears, loving to understand the plot of our love. There is no need to cut off the redundant fake and incomplete smiling faces to understand.

The sad sentence of friends leaving 2 1. Mountains and oceans separate us. There is nothing I can do but meet you again in my memory and in my dream.

2. The evening breeze brushed my face, a staggered flower season, burying my head in smoke, like water passing by. I scattered the brushes in my hand, messing up the haze of a sunny day and finally becoming a silhouette. The past is like smoke, and a sadness has disturbed my world. It hurts all day as soon as I bow my head.

If I can, I will let you pursue my figure in a short time. If I were a cocoon hidden deep underground, I would like to sleep for another 20 years, and then break out of the cocoon in the warm spring day and become a butterfly, dancing for you by the green grass under the blue sky.

I haven't seen my closest friend for a long time. Now, you are no longer my friend at your fingertips. But I still believe that at that time, we were all a bright light in each other's lives. I like this sentence very much recently: If one day we become strangers, then I will get to know you again.

When we parted, we had no lingering tears. We are relatively speechless. Look at the sunset through the peak of Wenfeng Tower and sprinkle its afterglow on Xiqing River.

I broke up with you with a smile today. I hope I can greet you with a smile in a few days.

7. The tears of parting add new waves to the long river of memory; The blessing of parting opened the curtain of reunion.

8. Who made mistakes again and again, or did I accidentally let the most beautiful moment be blown away by the wind? Maybe I am just the wind carrying dreams, and you are the cloud floating in the sky that day. Maybe you are just a drop in the cloud and a drop in the wind. Although you can meet as much as you like, there is nothing you can do.

9. Don't leave Mo Wen, he is a leisurely gentleman. Nothing matters, it's true.

10, love is like a cup of milk coffee, which floats sweetly outside, floats sweetly on the surface, contains sourly, sinks to the bottom, and vaguely reflects you in the coffee.

Since we broke up, we drifted like a cloud, and ten years passed like water, until we finally got together again. We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now.

12, waiting for your concern until I close my heart; Take the same street and return to two worlds; Thank you for your rudeness, which made me learn to give up; Not to say that you can't die if you don't give up; Sincerity is the closest to sadness; I want to cry, but I don't know how to cry anymore; Who really takes who seriously, who is distressed for whom; Waiting may not be easy; It hurts, but it is easy.

13, don't look back, why don't you forget? Since there is no chance, why curse today? Such as water, no trace, no stranger tomorrow.

14, time flies like water, the years go by, and I forget a lot unconsciously. Those familiar faces seem to have gone further and further in the wind of years, leaving only some traces of memory, scattered into mottled places, and can no longer find the prosperity of yesterday. I'm used to watching flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls, so I won't watch it anymore.

15, some people and things are so clearly engraved in the scenery along the way. I learned to be stable, to lie, to be calm, to be silent and to be patient. The joy of tossing and turning is broken into a cup. I stood in the wind and swept them into the darkest corner of my heart. It doesn't matter anymore.

16, farewell is the arm, closer to the heart.

17, white waves present flowers to you, sunshine hugs you, seagulls bid farewell to you, ah, the sea of life has set sail with your youthful ship.

18, in this life, the most lonely can't meet each other. Met, or lonely. You see, the flowers are blooming and I have lived for another year. Lonely people will always remember everyone who appears in their lives, just as I will always think of you! It's not mine. After all, it's not mine. I am a passer-by after all. When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is.

19, don't push yourself, tomorrow is nothing special! I just want you to be with me completely before you have time to leave.

20. Although we met in a hurry and left in a hurry, we have eternity in our short life. I believe that today's friendship is the best memory of tomorrow.

2 1, after parting, meet again. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. There is a silver jar left tonight, and meeting is even a dream.

22. I came in a hurry, went in a hurry, and left a lot of thoughts, looking forward to a reunion.

23. In that season of this year, I have missed the wait. In the shadow of falling cherry blossoms, I recall her beauty with my memory. If you look back a thousand years, I would like to be a flower tree beside you, blooming and falling year after year, just to look back at you. Those long and short sentences drag time away a little bit and copy it in distant days, but I don't know where people are.

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