Love, sadness, poetry, tears.

1, if you teach your eyes no hatred, you don't believe there are hoary heads in the world. Xin Qiji's Partridge Sky II. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out. Yan Shu's Two Songs of Qingping Music

3, hate like spring grass, still alive. Li Yu's Qing Ping Le

5, if you don't see each other, how can you be ruthless? Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

6, jathyapple a curtain of dreams, spring breeze ten miles of tenderness. Qin Guan ba Liu zi

7. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs

8. Acacia plum blossoms stayed up all night, and suddenly I suspected that the window was a gentleman. Lutong's thinking.

9. Acacia has no words. Don't waste your tears on flowers. Yan's "Three Songs and Two Songs of Partridge Sky"

10, it's still an eye-catching thing to be affectionate only in the spring. Zhang Mi's The Sender

1 1, how about tonight? See this lover. Unknown book of songs in Tang dynasty.

12, the bright moon is not ripe and bitter, and it shines obliquely through Zhu Hu. Yan Shu's Magpie Tread

13, he was born infatuated, and there is no place in the world where he misses love. Kuang Zhouyi's "Jian Ci Huan Xi Sha"

14, the acacia tree said it was acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy. Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province Province

15, Huijun Mingzhu burst into tears, wishing she could not meet each other and get married. Zhang Ji's ode to women

16, the beast furnace sinks hookah, the green marsh fragments, write the story of acacia line by line. Zhang Kejiu's Sai Hong Qiu

17, I look like a Xushan in my eyes, and I am as careless as a stone Buddha. Zhu Yizun's The Best of Yuanyang Lake

18, don't come to Le Shu, who is half a year old, and stay an inch away from his intestines. Wei Zhuang's Ying Tianchang

19, thin shadow and self-pity, Qiu Shui, you must have pity on me and you. Feng Xiaoqing's "Complaints"

20. After parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times. Yan's Partridge Sky: The First Trilogy

2 1, after the sad farewell, the two should be the same, and the most is that Yueming has no obvious resentment. Nalan Xingde's Young Beauty

22, tears can be done in the end, nothing is difficult to send. Chen Duansheng's "Send Out"

23. If you want to send a colored ruler, where the mountain is long, where the water is wide. Yan Shu's Magpie Tread

24. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

25, people like the wind into the river clouds, love like rain and sticky. Zhou Bangyan's "Spring in the Jade House"

26. The bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears. Fan Zhongyan's Su curtain

27. I just hope that your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. Li Chi Ngai's "Arithmetic Operator"

28. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. Xu Zaisi's "Break the halberd and sink the sand"

29. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, but an inch is still a thousand strands. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

30. She sent him a word through his messenger to remind him that only their hearts know the oath. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

3 1, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long. Zhang's Swallow House

32, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world. Li Guan's Recent Love

33. I don't know the soul, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows? Wei Zhuang's "The Head of Two Women's Crown Princes"

34, tearful eyes asked flowers silently, flying over the swing. Ouyang Xiu's Two Poems of Butterfly Lovers

35. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Wan Le's "Not Operator"

36. Don't hesitate to sing Yangchun if you have a bosom friend. Yan Shu's Song of the Willow in the Mountain Pavilion

37. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

38. I also shed merciless tears. I hate shaving before I meet you. Su's Skill Poems

39. Dudao is a good marriage. I only saw Mushi Qianmeng. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. Cao Xueqin's mistakes in his life

40. I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night. Fan Chengda's Car Yao Yao

4 1, when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

42. Remember that your heart is like the West River, which flows eastward day and night. In the Jiangling sorrow hope has been sent.

43, fallen petal independence, micro swift Qi Fei. Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"

44, thousands of dollars to buy the other person's favorite Fu, is complaining about this situation. Xin Qiji's "Fishing"

45. Shut in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen. Anonymous Book of Songs Zhou Nan Guan Luo

46, for my heart, for your heart, I know each other and remember each other. Gu Zhen's Confessions

47, live together and leave home, sad to death. Anonymous "Shejiang Picks Hibiscus"

48. I know that I have been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou embarrassed me. Li Shangyin travels alone in Qujiang in late autumn.

49. Thinking of you is like a candle, frying your heart and containing your tears. Chen Shu da's "Out of Your Country"

50, married, love is not in doubt. Su Wu's Married Couple

5 1, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? Xu gan's room thought

52, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever. Yuan Zhen's "Four Poems Thinking"

53. Don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because of possible change, and don't be afraid to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting because of possible separation. Xi Murong's seal.

54. A lonely person complains that the preface is always faint. Liu Yong's Day and Night Music

Don't change your hair with flowers. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)

56. Love is afraid of thinking. Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing. Zhu Yizun's high balcony

57. I won't regret that my belt has widened, which will make people haggard for Iraq. Wu Fengqi of Liu Yong.

58. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

59. People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. Nalan Xingde's "Paving Happy Sand"

60. How do you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. Xi Murong's The Flowering Tree

6 1, I'll keep my eyes open all night, worrying about your brow for a lifetime. Yuan Zhen's "Three Mourning Poems"

62. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, like spring water. Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Beach

When you are born, you will come back and die like Sauvignon Blanc. Su Wu's Married Couple

64. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse

65. Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. Untitled Li Shangyin

66. Shen Yan, a fish, traveled all over the world, and he began to believe that the world was free from suffering. Dai Shulun's Acacia

67. I left you this time. It's wind, it's rain, it's night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell"

68. Endless acacia tears throw red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. Cao Xueqin's Red Bean Poems

69. The poor bones by the river are still people in spring dreams. Chen Tao's "Longxi West"

70. Nothing but half a piece of paper is weightless and can bear the burden of parting. Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"

7 1, it seems that this star didn't stand in the middle of the night for whom Feng Lou stood last night. Two Love Poems by Huang Jingren (Ⅰ)

I feel your husband's love. Looking back, tears filled my eyes. Lu Tong's "Daughter Song Upstairs"

73. Finding a good dream is hard to achieve. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky

74, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom. Wen's Four Songs of Nan Gezi (Part Two)

75. This past year should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to. Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

76. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Untitled Li Shangyin

77, ten years of life and death, incredible, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi

78. There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. It's crazy not to watch it for a day. Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"

79, overlapping tears, life is only difficult to die. Wen, "Recent Love"

80. Life and death and Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Anonymous The Book of Songs pass the parcel

8 1. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

82, bonuses are easy to decline, such as Lang Yi, and the water flow is infinite. Liu Yuxi's Four Zhi Zhu Poems (Ⅱ)

83. It is better to hate each other than to have faith in the ebb and flow of the tide. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep. Bai Juyi's Langtaosha

84. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking. Li Bai's The First of Two Sauvignon Blancs

85. We hope to fly in heaven, where two birds become one and grow on the earth, and two branches of a tree ... Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.

86, this is the sorrow that all mankind must know, poor * husband and wife. Yuan Zhen's "Three Mourning Poems"

87. I was going to say the date of return before I respected you, but I didn't say anything about spring. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

88. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

89. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. Yuan Haowen's Fishing: The First of Two Songs

90, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang Xian's "Millennium"

9 1, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time. The magpie fairy of Qin Guan

92, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Work of Helping the Sea

A poem describing sadness, an ancient custom, and a short sentence saying that the more you cry, the sadder you get.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Untitled time was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer since we were separated by Li Shangyin.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. Lishangyinle park scenic spot

Repeated tears seal the word, and life is only difficult to die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"

One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? -Cao Xueqin's Bridled Eyebrows

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. Ladies make gentlemen. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanluo"

Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, flowing water, ancient roads, west winds, thin horses, heartbroken people in the sunset!

Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.

If two people have a long-term relationship, is it a matter of time?

When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Ask what's going on in the world and teach people to live and die together.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

Falling flowers deliberately follow the running water, and running water has no love for falling flowers.

It makes people feel sentimental and thin, and now I really regret it. Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn.

I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.

When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.

As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

The tree wants to keep quiet, but the wind will not stop; My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.

However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.

How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous The Book of Songs.

As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiuhuang Qin Song"

How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"

I don't know if Sloan hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's Ci of Taiwan Province and Zhi Zhu

Ragged, worried about charcoal, wishing it were cold?

The most important thing is to leave the temple in a hurry, and the farewell song is still playing in the teaching workshop.

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Yuan Zhen's Song of Eternal Sorrow and Four Poems of Thought

Acacia plum blossom hair all night, suddenly went to the window suspected to be a gentleman. Lutong's thinking.

How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. Zhang's Swallow House

A piece of paper and a half have no weight, and thousands of people can bear sorrow. Sister Chen Pengjie's "Send Two Songs Outside"

Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me. Qin Guan ba Liu zi

Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. Liu Yong's Day and Night Music

Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

Love is love, love is love, and the dream is long. ...

But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. Du fu's book fragrance

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. Du Fu's Hope in Spring

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Li Bai's "Shu Yun, a farewell letter to Xiejilou in Xuanzhou"

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedongda University

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. Gong Zizhen's Five Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai

A poem in a bad mood _ a sad poem

First, you are like a dream in my heart. Now you are so far away that you can only stay in my memory. In the misty dream, you gradually disappeared in the rainy lane in the south of the Yangtze River. Since you stepped lightly, my heart lake is like throwing a stone and rippling.

2. Where is my hometown? Forget, unless I am drunk. Li Qingzhao, Bodhisattva Xia.

Three, dripping into the heart of ice crystal, the road lost jathyapple residual.

Fourth, holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.

Fifth, since ancient times, family ties have been hurt and parting.

6. A simple and quiet life is actually not happy, so I only embrace the present, and the lasting feeling is not happy at all, so I only believe in the present.

Seven, the fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad, and God will be refreshed and destroy the golden beast. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.

Eight, a moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Nine, I think as long as you like it seriously, you can impress a person. It turns out that I just touched myself.

Ten, you are beyond my imagination, and I am beyond your imagination. Because of you, I am serious, changed, and saddened by my stupidity and stupidity for you; Pain, pain for you; Late at night, you are my habitual memory, and your ruthlessness taught me cruelty. I don't want to dwell on the past, worry about missing, and humble myself. If you don't hesitate, I won't love you.

I like to leave my mark on you, but I never remember that you never belonged to me.

Twelve, life is just a few decades, don't leave any regrets for yourself, laugh happily, cry if you want, love if you want, there is no need to suppress yourself.

Thirteen, I still remember those leaves that are going to rot. Those fresh and tender green leaves have already been buried in front of the time standard, and only the overwhelming rotten smell remains at the end of the time standard. When I stubbornly carry my bags and start a new journey alone, I know that as long as a few friends stand behind me and stare.

Fourteen, bosom friends are few, who has broken the string.

Fifteen, women like me always appear in feelings in the form of problems.

Sixteen, a few bagpipes leave the pavilion late, you go to Xiaoxiang and I go to Qin.

Seventeen, some people meet like a meteor, which produces an enviable spark in an instant, but it is destined to pass by in a hurry.

Eighteen, the moon is bright tonight, I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si.

Nineteen, the night has been hazy for nearly a month, sighing at the night sky.

Maybe some people are disgusting and some people are vulgar. And when I put myself in his imagination, I realized that he was more pitiful than me. So please forgive all the people you have met, good and bad.

2 1. Depicting you in the snow? Name, instantly melt on me? In my heart. So thick? Miss you.

22. The yellowed photos in the drawer, whether beautiful or sad, have no choice but to smile. I can only leave my memories in a lonely space, let my imagination wander freely, be eroded by madness, make my emotions impulsive, make the wind blow the earth, make my moss full of sorrow, turn the partridge into a peak, and the road is long and Xiu Yuan, and happiness will fly with me.

Twenty-three, autumn is beautiful, but my heart is chaotic, looking at the fallen leaves and sighing gently.

Twenty-four, music bothers quiet inside, tears fall in my heart.

Twenty-five, living in a gray world, although monotonous, will not feel disappointed or sad.

Twenty-six, a curtain of autumn rain, maple leaves all over the city, lonely pillow sleepless!

27. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.

Twenty-eight, endless acacia blood tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.

Twenty-nine, often go to a place, like a place, miss a place, because there are people you care about, not the scenery there. A city will be associated with itself, because there are people who feel similar to themselves, have an atmosphere similar to their hometown, and have people you can't let go of.

Thirty, in the dead of night, only I am walking on the lonely road, smoking a cigarette to ignite loneliness.

Thirty-one, hardships finally passed, sitting in sadness.

Thirty-two, unable to explain the bitterness in my heart, sitting by the river between drunkenness and swearing.

Thirty-three, the article is full of people's ears, and I have missed you.

Thirty-four, there is a feeling called loss, and there is a beauty called giving up. Give up silently once, give up a favorite friend who has no chance to share, give up some feelings that have been waiting but have not gained, give up some spiritual expectations, and feel sad every time you give up an idea. However, this sadness does not prevent me from starting over, listening to music again and telling stories again in the new time and space.

Thirty-five, the wound is a shame given by others, and it is an illusion of persistence.

Thirty-six, the wind has lived in dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

A sad sentence, heartache

1, wandering alone in the cold autumn wind, my tears splashed like a waterfall, I couldn't think for myself, and the whole person was driven out of my mind, describing the great changes. I cry to God, I ask the running water, I whisper to the flower, and my love as beautiful as the flower has withered? My love is as deep as the love of the sea, has it been lost? The love of my life, broke up?

There was a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a fog. That smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night.

The feeling of missing has resurfaced. I waved it away with my hand. It has a stubborn condensation that has always been in my heart. I hate to leave.

I forgot which wall I carved a face on-Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact we had already been swept away silently by the torrent.

Perhaps, there are too many imperfections in life, love is also in a hurry, and it is also in a hurry to say solemnity and goodbye, so you left me.

6. I am not a toy. I can't be swayed by your call.

7. Those pleasures seem to mean nothing. When our hearts are broken, there are often no tears to shed, because it is no longer important to learn those seemingly insignificant happiness.

8. A promise is just a lie. This is a beautiful scam, but some people are willing to give up everything for it.

9. I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you! You must cherish what you have, once you lose it, you will know that you regret it! If there are too many in the world, there will be too many at that time, and so will I. Why don't I cherish them when I have them?

10, myself in the mirror, still pale, still silent, still cold. The corners of the mouth rise, layers of acid. Laughing is uglier than crying, that's all. Bow your head, tears fill your eyes, sadness begins to amplify endlessly, and then it falls, breaks and freezes in one place.

1 1, walking alone in the silent long street, recalling the scenes again. I told myself to face it bravely, even if my heart is broken. Thinking of the picture of holding hands with you, tears have already turned into rain all over the sky. Back where we met, I realized that I didn't know you very well. I think, if I love deeply, I am not afraid of sadness, but love turns my heart into snow and makes you feel deeper and colder.

12, always, can't help but doubt the world, doubt the eyes, the smile, the words, the expression, neither too hot nor too cold. The infatuated pen and ink fainted, but loneliness followed.

13, age is always a ruthless number, which has precipitated too much and lost too much. Where is the original self? Memories, memories, so many people, one side of the soil and water to support the other side, the deeper the fetters, will unconsciously emit a taste that only soil can understand?

14, the snow gradually turned gray and lost its luster, and was secretly pressed down. It is really an endless loneliness and seclusion, an endless cold and loneliness. This is the realm I once wanted to look for, the realm I have been chasing, and the lifeless outside Liaoning, today, is full of ripples of terror and loneliness, and suddenly I am unhappy.

15, should I count your thoughts with stars or count the stars in the sky with you?

16, if loss is pain, are you afraid to pay? If confusion is pain, will you choose to end it? If the pursuit is pain, you will choose stubbornness; If separation is pain, who should I talk to!

17, a lonely person, you will never feel how lonely he is, he simply appears in your life and simply disappears.

18, deep in the season, Chinese parasol trees fall all over the ground, accumulating acacia. Accidentally stepping on it, the rustling sound, like an inner burst and collapse, is empty and cold in an instant, and I don't know what to do. Distressed, I stepped back and leaned down to take a closer look. Broken dark red is infinitely magnified in my eyes, like warmth, like heartache, like lingering death from generation to generation, but it has not been pieced together.

19, my diary is full of my thoughts about you, and my space has become enchanted gardens where I miss you. I only remember your face. Looking at your photo, I seem to see you smiling at you and coming to me, but everything is like a dream and disappears without a trace.

20. Losing is losing to yourself. Perhaps, in failure, you will know how to interpret life.

2 1, just, suddenly want to leave this familiar, go to another strange, no worries, no decision where to go. There, memories can be intercepted. There, you can start over.

I can't give you anything but my heart, but you just don't want it.

23, along the trajectory of time, we are no longer the original us.

24, often read the word happiness, feel its heart, wet its eyes. However, this tearful happiness is not mine. Who will be the happiness of my life? Whose happiness will I be? There is too much uncertainty in life and too much instability in my heart, and this growing sense of insecurity firmly binds me.

25. Wandering in the cold autumn wind, I was speechless. Everything in the past is still so clear, deeply imprinted in my mind and deeply imprinted in my dreams. I can't escape this nightmare of love, but I can only let great pain catch me. This kind of pain, so painful that I want to cry, let me be evacuated instantly.

What I am afraid of is that even if I run and run all my life, I can't get to where you are.

27. Everyone has a dead end. If they can't get out, no one else can get in I put my deepest secret there. You don't know me. I don't blame you.

28. I have a little secret. Do you want to know? Let the wind tell you quietly that I like you, I really do.

29. When we were young, we gave up and thought it was just a relationship. Later we learned that it was actually a lifetime.

30. When I think of you bit by bit, my heart begins to hurt so much that I can't breathe, and my tears can't stop flowing downwards.

3 1. Now, all this has passed, as if it were a dream. I sang, laughed and rejoiced in my dream. An invisible hand killed everything between us, leaving only fragments of falling in love, which made me miss, fantasize and break my heart.

I don't need any souvenirs, because you are my best memory.

33. Your love for me is over. However, when I think of your smile, your gaze into my eyes and your kindness to me, I realize that your figure and everything about you have been deeply engraved in my heart. When I woke up in my dream, I couldn't see your trace, and my eyes were blurred by tears. Only then did I know that I still miss you deeply and love you deeply.

34. No phone calls, no greetings, no news. We are like familiar strangers.

Looking back, I found that I had forgotten everything, but there was still no one around.

Don't lie to me, you know I will even believe your lies.

If you are silent to me, I'm sorry, but I have to be indifferent to you.

38. There is a kind of treasure that is obviously deep love, but I can't tell it. There is a kind of love that obviously wants to give up, but it can't. There is a kind of love that you know is suffering, but you can't bear it. There is a kind of love that knows there is no result, but the heart can't get it back!

39. It was futile to persist in the past, but now it is only to save the future. The distant eyes are no longer for whom, but for the ups and downs of life, waiting for a long life.

40. Many plots end in understanding. Whether it is left or right, or before or after, there will always be such vacillation, but you are still hiding there and refuse to leave.