On a lonely night, on a cold night, talk about that sentence alone.

1. I stand before dawn every day waiting for the arrival of the night, hiding alone in the thick shadow next to the house, searching for everything that happened at night with curious and mysterious eyes.

Second, the street lights are on, and bright snowflakes are flashing in the light and shadow, like groups of white moths.

3. The story of God peeping into the night and showing mercy and sadness; Sad eyes and falling tears broke the silence of the night. Weeping roses illustrate sad feelings.

Autumn night is my favorite scenery, which can bring us peace and joy. In the evening, I watch the moon in the yard. I found that as long as I left, the moon also left. What a surprise!

Five, a person's night, a person waiting. I don't remember how many nights it was, nor how many times I waited. I didn't know that I was still insisting and waiting alone.

6. At night, the seaside is quiet. There are no noisy voices, no noisy cars, only gentle winds and wonderful waves.

In the distant sky, there is a bright and big lone star hanging high in the night sky. It is so high, so brilliant, so beautiful, so warm. In that boundless night, when those stars are flashing and hiding, they still glow charming alone in the gloom; Although it is lonely, lonely and has no companions, it is tough and confident; Overlooking the distant mountains and rivers that reflect the earth alone on the horizon; It has a magnificent coexistence with the world. It is it that makes darkness so beautiful, and this lonely beauty is always lonely, especially those lasting and firm.

I cry for you every night. I think of you every time I fall asleep. In my dream, I just cried in the corner.

Nine, in the pain of Wang Yang with difficult steps, sometimes calm, sometimes crazy. Sometimes I really want to go completely crazy, like a demon, to avenge Conan, the destroyer who ignored his promise.

Worry, dark wizard, imprison my happiness in Pandora's box, even an angel with wings can't save my imprisoned happiness.

1 1 April, Shui Rou was in full bloom, and in April, we met unforgettable. There used to be a touch of affection for Shan Ye, but now the scar hurts in the starry night.

Twelve, that rainy night, the wind started, and the running water lost its way. I have missed the most important thing in life.

Thirteen, rushing like the wind, no trace, no shadow, dyed white hair, pale face, and then turned back, suddenly like a dream.

Fourteen, in the evening, I excitedly ran to the compound. I held my head high and looked at the stars. At this time, it seems to me that there is a vast land. Although the stars are so far away from us, they still shine and show off their beauty. Therefore, I prefer the night sky. They are flashing, how cute they are!

15. Tears are flowing, my heart is hurting, and the heat flow overflows my cheeks. Pain has become more and more exciting in the past. The messy flute sounds like a group of demons dancing and screaming in the sky. A stream of blood spurted out and dyed the clarinet red. Drip red ticks in the flute hole, as if the night is quiet, the pale face ignores the wry smile, and the eyes still have no strange color.

Sixteen, countless roe deer are clustered, and foxes and rabbits gather in the mountains. A thousand-legged python, a snake. Python spits fog, snake spits strange wind. The roadside is full of thorns and the hills are beautiful. There are many flowers and grass. Shadows fall in the north, and clouds in the south of bucket handle. Since ancient times, it has always been full of vitality, and thousands of peaks are colder than sunshine. The old man was frightened at once, and Sun used his unique skill to dance with iron bars and growl, scaring wolves, tigers and leopards to flee.

Seventeen, summer night, the stars are shining, one o'clock, two o'clock and three o'clock. Blinking, like naughty and innocent eyes, and like eyes full of mysterious wisdom, they seem to see us, so they play hide-and-seek with us. The dexterous bodies avoid each other and make us see things in a blur.

As night falls, the mirror-like moon hangs in the sky, shining the clear light like running water on the vast land.

Nineteen, the air in the dark seems to have a faint fragrance. The noise during the day is always confusing. Only in the dark will my soul find a fundamental return. The sky is not very dark and red.

Twenty, if you can't see me during the day, I will become a light that can't be covered during the day; If the night makes you not understand me, I will become darkness that the night can't dye.

Twenty-one, the night sky is inlaid with diamond-like shining stars. They are like naughty children blinking their golden eyes and looking at the earth with curious eyes. How cute those strange eyes are!

Twenty-two, a few bright stars hung in the night sky, as if people in the sky were patrolling the vast space with lanterns.

Twenty-three, looking around, the lights are dim. Look up at the sky, bit by bit. I smiled bitterly. How could such a weak light be worth the annihilation of the night?

In fact, how much I hate noise, but I always need some noise around to make life real. Otherwise, every night comes, I will feel like an insect, frozen in the gel at night and turned into a piece of amber.

Twenty-five, the silent night is still spreading, and the wind of missing is mixed with loneliness and loneliness. I still stand at the window, hiding my confusion and burying my true yearning.

Twenty-six, the night is sleepless, the dream is half window, and the thoughts are irresistible. The thousand minutes of sorrow written by fingers is an old disease with holes in my heart, silently telling the feelings in that love.

Twenty-seven, in the night sky, the moon is faint and the stars are sparse, and the whole earth seems to be sleeping.

Twenty-eight, the night is shrouded, and the city is helplessly showing its prosperity, feasting and roaring past. People seem to be used to this kind of night, which is ridiculous and pitiful.

Twenty-nine, the night makes loneliness become deep, and loneliness sublimates and blooms in the dark, and deduces the beauty of black. On a starry night, I am still myself.

Today's moon is different from usual. As soon as it appeared, it was particularly bright, covering the earth with a layer of silver gauze and adding happiness to people! The moon is big and round, like a big moon cake, which makes people want to bite her at once! The bright moonlight shines on the river, adding luster to the sparkling river. Moonlight hung in the night sky, illuminating the dark blue night sky.

3 1. It's midnight. Only care about how wronged you are, let it be buried in your heart, and don't want to disturb anyone!

Thirty-two, the night is lonely, and I unconsciously think of the past. I waited half my life for sadness. Unforgettable sadness pervades the other shore, and ink stains the world of mortals. Where is love?

Thirty-three, at night, the evening breeze blows gently, and the bright moon in the starry sky is very dazzling, and seemingly small stars are also embedded next to it. On such a night, I can not think about those sad and troubled things for the time being, and I can quietly look at the night sky while sipping fragrant tea or coffee.