Beautiful sentences about the back.

1. The figure of that man in the bustling crowd is very much like you. I stopped to look at the disappearing figure. You, not you, no.

Only behind you can I see my revived heart.

The moon belongs to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is the back of the Mid-Autumn Festival. People pinch their thoughts into a round moon cake and hang it in the sky. This is the moon. Reunion day, congratulations on the reunion. Although we know that there is no eternal reunion in the world, it was difficult to accomplish it in ancient times. But I still want to leave my sincere blessing: "May people live for a long time and have a beautiful scenery thousands of miles away!" "Mid-Autumn Festival family reunion, harmony, happiness and peace!"

4. There is still silence in the familiar memory, and the veil of the sky is slowly lifted; Deep starry sky, dim light and shadow are hidden in the newly awakened face, and a few drops of crisp dew are swaying in the heavy night sky.

Embroider countless prayers into the back of the sunset, whether it is an ancient call or a doomed encounter in this life. Don't think about the water of resentment, and the peach and red pears are still as fragrant as ever when they are ground into mud and turned into dust. I just want to cut a piece of yearning in the candlelight of the west window, stick it on my forehead, comb it carefully with my wooden grate and miss your face.

6. I hope parting will come soon. I dare not look back at your back and the increasingly blurred station. Hearing your voice on the other end of the phone reminds me of that time I cried in your arms. Depend on a person and always keep it in mind, sometimes sweet and sometimes astringent.

7. Darkness continues to spread in all directions. The lights on both sides of the street are still brilliant, but there is a shadow of another person. Dim light slowly drifts into the unknown world in the endless night sky, and no one will write history to commemorate it.

8. Wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe, he hobbled to the railway and leaned down slowly. It's not difficult.

9. Others have backgrounds, and we also have backgrounds; Others look like campus beauties, and we look like jokes; Others open Q, we open QQ; Others like to travel, and we like to sleepwalk; Others drink Lafite, we make coffee; Others get an annual salary, and we get unpaid wages; Others look for jobs to find their fathers, and we look for jobs to call other people's fathers; Others look at Lu, and we also look at it; Others say that we are a vulnerable group, and we say that life is a free fall.

10 When the bright back quietly leaves and the memory remains on the road to the future, we always look for our past appearance in ever-changing scenes or memories, so as to leave our deepest thoughts. Today's time may be sunny, but tomorrow may be different. In fact, life is to find your place in constant thinking and constant trekking. My life is like this, and so are you.

1 1, you stand at this end of the path and watch him disappear into the corner of the path. He tells you with his back: Don't chase.

12, the noise and chaos of the city make us forget the shadows of the moon and stars. Perhaps, when we walk in the countryside, we suddenly feel that we used to live in the city, so why do we seldom see the sky in the city? Is it really because life and work are so hurried that we are not in the mood to take care of the shadows of the moon and stars in the city?

13, the old man turned around slowly, and every movement seemed so hard. He staggered forward, his skinny body kept shaking in the wind, and he bent over and bit his chapped lips. The setting sun stretches the old man's back infinitely, making him look desolate and lonely.

14, homesickness in walking, I can't tell right from wrong, good from bad. I can't restrain the thoughts gathered in the moonlight. There is a feeling of flying in my heart, and some words jump in my heart. My heart is beating, my words are flashing, and every word occupies my mind. So, my thoughts sailed with Xia Feng, flying farther and farther like a runaway wild horse; Like shenzhou 10, it flies higher and higher; Like the bright moonlight rippling in clear water; Like the light from the moon, always arranged in my unruly lines!

15, my love, there is no counterpart, only me and my back, only I sing alone! Nevertheless, I will use my life to sing every shocking song and every sentence that I love you, because falling in love with you who doesn't love me is my life, which I am willing to accept, and the fate arranged by God.

16, the so-called father, daughter and mother just shows the fate between you and him, that is, you have been watching his back drift away all your life. You stand at this end of the path and watch him disappear at the corner of the path. He tells you silently with his back: Stop chasing.

17. Walking through the familiar street corner, I saw the familiar back and suddenly remembered a person's face. I know I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know how to express it. I want to go to your city, see the sky you see and breathe the air you breathe. I often struggle with my memories, and I can't let go of many past events. One day, I suddenly couldn't see my future and was at a loss. I am just a passer-by in your life, but you are the terminator of my love.

18, in the silhouette of time that passed quietly yesterday, our backs gradually drifted away. How long will it take to forget? What about the escort? Along the way, thinking all the way, those fragments are always related to you. When I miss you, do you just miss me?

19, creative billboards are a beautiful scenery in the city at midnight. Under such scenery, they replaced the depression of the city with hurried steps and the congestion of the city with walking. We live in this three-dimensional space, and our nostrils are filled with the smell of smoke and dust, and sometimes we have a sense of suffocation that we can't breathe. We really want to find a piece of sky to breathe quietly, and don't be too tired and sad because of breathing.

20, love you, because you are you, love your voice, back, smile, everything. I love you, so I don't want to be bound by you, so I want to see the real you. Love you, love your likes and dislikes, love your joys and sorrows.

2 1, shallow eyebrows and lips, light candlelight, light dusk. The trees in the empty courtyard are singing birds, and the evening breeze gently blows up dust. Cold night rain cold sleeves, dark clouds hurt. Mottled tears in the mottled mirror, vaguely rouge vaguely traces. Lonely windows, lonely moons, desolate people under bleak lamps. Acacia pillow acacia dream, three stones on the soul.