Talk about the wind passing by your ears.

1, the scenery is still beautiful, the feelings are still strong, and the sun is still shining. However, my heart is still aching, like a fog, lingering. The wind blew gently from my ear, but it didn't bring your voice. I can only quietly recall those who once. Miss the fragrance of gardenia that year!

2. The cold wind cooled my heart and I walked alone in this deja vu street. The frolicking scene is vaguely in front of us, and all this has become a past tense, as if it were a lifetime ago. A street, the memory of two people, but now it just belongs to my street, just belongs to my memory.

3. Love is faint, and hate is faint. The breeze brushed my cheek and swept up my broken hair. At this moment, I can't drink a glass of water, and I am not relieved. This seemingly unforgettable and unforgettable love has long been painful into the bone marrow. And only I know, I have no regrets and will never forget.

I swear that I will never miss you, love you, love you or mention you again. It's just that I accidentally received your phone call today, but I still can't help but feel a little pain in my heart. The sky still turns white, and my eyes still can't help but shed a tear. Yes, if I never hear your voice again, I still don't know that I still care so much about you. The warm summer wind brushed my face, but my heart was as cold as winter.

I like to leave my mark on you, but I never remember that you never belonged to me. If one day I don't like you anymore, will my life be as decadent as before? I don't want to live like that again, so please at least like me before I give up on you.

6. I wanted to quit your world forever. If you want to leave, erase your memory completely. But the tangled heart can't be as firm as you, and the stupid soul can't escape the fetters of the world of mortals. I can only walk in the dark and forget the past.

7. When we were together, I felt as if I had known you in my last life. But after the separation, I was shocked. We never really knew each other. It's the same person. How did you become so familiar and so strange?

8. I have always been weak. With the passage of countless times, I claim that I have changed a lot. I declare that I am not myself. Only in the middle of the night, I see my heart. What I want hasn't changed, but I just don't mention it anymore. I began to be mature and capable in front of others, but my heart was cold at a speed I didn't know.

9. Once, holding your hand and talking to Zicheng were just floating smoke; Once, life and death were rich, and I grew old with my son, but it was fruitless; Deep in the world of mortals, I was robbed and taken away, but my heart was already scarred; Within the three realms, who did you cross, who shed tears, and mistakenly believed in the upper edge of Sansheng Stone.

10, I know it won't last forever. I think I have to go back to the balcony. I know my love story will continue. I'd rather close my eyes and wait for the next love. When we can't love hard, we would rather close our eyes and wait for the next love.

A sad word, when you are in a bad mood.

1, how many times of rain have never washed away your heavy sadness.

2. People who really love you will always be waiting for you.

I thought it would last forever, but it turned out to be just a joke.

4. I feel inexplicably depressed and feel a little inexplicably sad about my loneliness.

In those years, the storms we missed and our youth will reappear one day.

6, some words, it is useless to say more. Some things, only oneself understand. .

7. The hourglass is upside down, experiencing the pain of life again and again.

8. A friend is someone who can understand everything without asking.

9. I miss you, but I am too proud to say it.

10, the world is big, and bitches are everywhere.

1 1. Sometimes, you choose to keep your distance from someone, not because you don't care. But because you clearly know that person doesn't belong to you.

12, loving ourselves will only make us more lonely, and loving others will make us happier.

13, the fastest step is not to cross, but to continue; The slowest step is not a small step, but hesitation

A clever woman deserves sympathy.

15, dreamy happiness may be just a moment.

No one can go back and start over, but everyone can start today and create a brand-new ending.

17. If you are moved, I will be persistent. If you are tired, I will lend it to you.

18, today is the tomorrow that people who died yesterday look forward to.

19, I am alone, forgetting or missing, regretting or unwilling, all are my own business, and have nothing to do with others.

20, born in this world, there is no feeling of being riddled with holes. -"Love in the City"

2 1, the deepest and heaviest love must be increasing with time.

22. In the last class of senior three, the teacher said you were reading, so I'll take a look at you again.

23. Don't rush to let life give you all the answers. Sometimes, you have to be patient and so on.

24. Brothers are like brothers, and wives are like clothes. Whoever touches my hands and feet, I will wear his clothes. Whoever wears my clothes, I will chop off his hands and feet!

25. You have a good temper because fewer people indulge you.

26. It's your characteristic to give up at first, and it's your style to pass the buck.

27. Every night when I miss you, I hide under the covers and secretly cry.

Please allow me to be crazy, because I am still young.

29, the world of mortals picture scroll, whose love of life and death is painted? In the end, I can only keep my face unchanged for 1000 years.

If I don't let go, will you blame me or be moved after many years?

3 1, [even in pain and sadness, I have never been extremely shaken by my dreams]

32. I am not as dazzling as the sun, and it is cloudy occasionally.

Sometimes I just come here to find a mood similar to my own.

34. If you don't flirt with a woman, she says you are not a man; If you flirt with her, she will say that you are not a gentleman.

35. How much of the past can be repeated and how much of the future is worth looking forward to.

36. We thought that our love was very deep, and we would let you know in the years to come, but it was very shallow.

The only way to get happiness is to cherish what you have and forget what you don't have.

38. What I fear most is that the people I care about suddenly change their tune and feel that the whole world doesn't want you.

39. When you die, my story ends. When I die, your story is still very long.

Excerpts from Classic and Beautiful Quotations of Scar

Trace, a female from Shanghai, as the text director of the most novel and the deputy general manager of the most popular culture, trace can be said to have read countless articles. The author discovered by her single-handedly is popular among the most novels, and her single-line book ranks first in the national bestseller list. For such a special author, we don't need to repeat her understanding and perception of words, her aesthetics and the creation of words; What we see in the scars is her professionalism as an editor and her seriousness and sincerity as an author in her creation. This thing called empathy is enough for everyone. We can't wait to recommend this book to all editors, to every author in charge of this book, to those who love editing and dream of becoming one of them, and to all creators who love writing and are eager to be appreciated by Bole. Masterpiece: Trace

Complete works of classic quotations:

I want to draw your happiness, my sadness, and the fleeting time that was obviously destroyed by us in a hurry.

I want to draw days and nights, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the youth I once owned and you are wasting.

1 the texture of life is very fragile, and everything that has passed away will leave traces on it, deep or shallow, but it cannot be erased.

I'm not a person who is sad for spring and autumn, but those years when I went to Qiu Lai in spring filled my heart with scars.

Sighing the years, looking back, white hair, years like water, can not hide that eternal love.

I can accept the sky in my heart, and time is surging.

I have been trying to look like a carefree child and bring a smile to my friends, but I really understand that my friends always say that my children are so distressing.

The buried past always comes in unconsciously, but the heart can't tolerate the sadness that comes with it.

My love is a kind of happiness when you love me, and an inappropriate decoration when your love is gone. Without your concern, my love can only float in the wind.

People who like to look up have a heavy sadness in their hearts, so that their eyes can't help looking up because they are wet. This is the only strength they can maintain, for fear that tears will flow down.

Suddenly I always feel inexplicable emptiness and waves of waves sweeping here, trying to find a corner to curl up there and let the darkness surround me! The more noisy the environment, the more lonely I feel inside, but I am afraid that if there is no sound, I will really cry.

10 sitting on the stone windowsill at home, watching the annual cycle of trees, green trees, yellow leaves and flying is so lonely, silent, dead and beautiful nirvana.

1 1 Look at the stagnation of thought and life like a tape recorder, press the record key, and the whole blank tape will be gradually pulled out as time goes by. When playing back, you will hear a hissing sound, as if life is seriously worn out, but it is actually just blank. A long blank life will drive me completely crazy!

12 my words are only dark sadness, dark heart pain and depression, which are the traces and colors left by my life on white paper through the pen tip! Only those traces will not disappear! You can call them once, because they have witnessed the passing of life! It can also be said that they are the only eternity in life that does not pass by with time.

13 when love comes, excitement makes us have nowhere to hide. When love leaves, pain catches us off guard.

14 age can only represent the time to live, and experience and sentiment are the key to determining whether a person can mature.

15 I will never be naive about the idea I once had, because what I saw at that time was no longer growth, but change, my heart changed, because the environment changed! Looking back, I don't feel childish and ridiculous, but I am sad for my change. What we have been insisting on has changed cruelly inadvertently.

17 when I tried to catch love, I hugged your shoulder tightly, but I never saw your face again.

16 The past is as white as a sheet. Looking back, as if nothing had happened, it was blank and tasteless. Even if you try to live the color of life every day, you can still look back with a large piece of broken paleness.

18 In fact, people sometimes desperately want to keep something, but when they lose it, they are afraid to look at what you left behind, because a simple touch will completely hurt them.

19 Sometimes I really want the gear of life to swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, and then I'm free! No soul, no afterlife, as long as you are not tired! Even in the dark! As long as I don't think it's dark again.

Walking and singing, we are eager to grow up, crazy about lovesickness, narcissistic about loss and sad about youth. We are mature, and we sing back as we walk. Our steps did not hesitate, and the song was full of despair. We will eventually forget it and learn to enjoy loneliness. We sang as we walked.

2 1 I have always been a rapper, but one day I suddenly found that most rappers are unhappy! They (including me) always find some fun for themselves in the boring life, which shows that there is a heavy sadness hidden behind their superficial humor, which is getting heavier and heavier under the cover of a smile.

I am still lazy. I often keep a diary online, so I don't like to start writing again. Looking at the notebook that has been kept for some days, I suddenly feel that time and I have abandoned each other.

When we came to this world, we were all holy white, which seemed so out of place with this world, but white was so fragile that it would break when touched! When we grow up, smiles become more commercialized, and flattering and exquisite words prove our maturity. The color of our body is not pure, but the color of this body is so sad. I looked in the mirror and found that I was no longer me. I can only wear the purest black when I am alone in the dark, which is already the purest color!

Love is sometimes just a moment, lit and extinguished like a lighter, so the times created a new word one-night stand. Advise all those who are as persistent as me, the fire is out, don't miss it again! Leave the warmth of fire to memory and the cold of fire to the body!

Missing is like a parabola described by a quadratic equation. As my thoughts deepened, I found that I had begun to feel distressed. However, time has erased everything. Unconsciously, missing becomes dull. I don't know if we are numb or if our feelings really can't stand the test of time.

A person who is often in a daze must want to forget the past, or deliberately inject a lot of blanks into his life to dilute his sadness. Because once the consciousness is clear, the unpleasant past will emerge from the turbid mind, with inexplicable pain.

Living in the gray forest made of reinforced concrete in the city, I work at sunrise and rest at sunset. There are no waves from the sea and no vicissitudes from the desert, but I always feel that people and vehicles on the street are like fast-paced movies, always trying to catch something, but when they want to stare, they are replaced by other scenery. People always want to turn around and grab something, and they can always stay alert and not die.

Although the crowds on the streets of 28 big cities are bustling, their eyes are empty and confused, as if you can sink into their eyes at a glance and then be confused with them. I can't see the celebration of the New Year, but it is full of faded warm and cool residual colors, as if everything is an old yellow photo, but everything in the photo has changed inadvertently. When you pay attention, things have changed. When you look back, you will see the fast-forward picture in the film! Shua shua shua.

The desert is sunny, the sandbar is silent and the blue moon is lonely, the night sky is long and lonely, the eyebrows are gradually locked, and no one talks about wine and sorrow. Tenderness has been cold and lingering, and vows have become empty promises. Fate is broken. Who is wrong? Helpless sigh, strong feelings, will eventually fade.

I always imagine such a picture: when I ride with others, I always look out the window in a daze, and she asks me if it is so beautiful outside. Am I thinking something again? I smile. In fact, I just looked at the shadow in front of her window quietly, feeling at ease as if it was a sweet dream, but it had quietly gone.

3 1 I can't ask for anything about love. When we are young, we will be desperate to pursue it; However, when we gradually mature and learn to look at life from another angle, there will be some helplessness and embarrassment. Because our so-called love is just a game that hurts people and ourselves, a legend that often wakes up in dreams, a floating cloud and a floating tear.

I fantasize, let my dream fly again, but I can't open my broken wings; Angry flapping can only make flying feathers see through the sadness of the blue sky.

To tell the truth, I yearn for a rich life, a simple small table, a coffee cup and cigarette case, a lonely lounge chair, a soft carpet, a thick bookcase, a cat or a dog lying quietly at my feet, a broken curtain blocking the sun that hurts my eyes, and then a lonely and comfortable place.

Suddenly I want to open my previous diary and some recorded words to recall those words and miss those lost old days and people.

Recently, life is really broken and pale, so I began to like the new words I created. The more he sees through Bai, the more he thinks it is such a sentence. Broken frivolous makes the original heavy sadness naughty, but the single white character also dilutes a lot of pale powerlessness.

The summer night is still dark, and the air conditioner in the room makes the air cool to 20 degrees, like the cold in late autumn. I like this darkness, this cold and loneliness, like a fire without temperature, which keeps burning around my body. My youth is lonely, the pain of the night is broken, and the pale melody is depressed.

If you can't find someone to hold hands with, you can only hold your hand and light a cigarette in the wind. Fingers clasped can also be warm, and holding hands without mutual affinity is still lonely.

Sand can be deposited with the change of time, and missing is just as painful. It's just that some people will bury their memories, but I think it's very sad, so I'd rather choose to miss them forever.

I want to draw your happiness, my sadness, and the fleeting time that was obviously destroyed by us in a hurry.

I want to draw days and nights, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the youth I once owned and you are wasting.

Travel to a strange city, bring your own Mp4, and you can listen to lonely songs and read e-books quietly. A hand-grinded coffee machine, pure blue mountain, can cook a cup of warmth for yourself at night, plus a hangover, a confession and a forgetfulness.

4 1 The sporadic lights outside the train give off distant light, which attracted my attention. It seems that those who appear in life, those who go out as clearly as this light, can't forget these people as decisively and thoroughly as the fading light.

The process of forgetting is slow and difficult, and the taste is heartbreaking Should my life be such a journey? I should find a small light that can be watched for a long time in the dark, run close to it, then let this light become the past, and then pursue the next light.

Someone always tells me not to smoke so much! I just can't! Some people say that only lonely people can see the darkness at night. Indeed, I can't ignore the darkness of loneliness. Except cigarettes! What else can kill lonely time?

When loneliness becomes a disease, how to spend a long night and live in peace? On lonely nights, smoking becomes a habit of venting emotions, and breeding thoughts will spread in the air. Finally, burnt tobacco, together with thoughts, will turn into soot and slowly precipitate. Really, it's not that I can't quit this cigarette, but I can't quit this loneliness.

When the darkness strikes, I will see the pain that is full of darkness and wandering around my body unscrupulously, as well as the sweetness that has faded in the darkness. I gasped in the dark and humid air and kept shouting, but no one could hear me!

I have always had such a picture in my mind. When the world loses all its colors, everything stands in a crowded street in black and white. People, like rushing water, pull out blurred images, appear and disappear, and only I stand in the middle, motionless for a long time, like a strange movie. Everything around me has nothing to do with me. There is no warmth of the same kind, only empty illusion. Everything is black. Is this loneliness?

Missing is like an addictive drug. You can't quit, and you get deeper and deeper. Drug abuse can stop the twitching, pain and desire of the body by binding the body, but missing is the poison in the heart. How can I tie my heart?

Where I fell, I squatted down, shouting enough pain, crying enough pain, complaining enough injury and annoying enough people around me. When they are impatient and far away from me, I can stand up and walk silently. When one person says another person is hypocritical, it is only one person's selfishness that is not satisfied. It is just the result of two people's selfishness colliding with each other, and often lovers or friends are separated inexplicably.

Always tell yourself, don't invest more in lost love than when you lost it, and always say and do the same, but you can't be so sad.

I really tried to draw something on the white paper of time with the pen of life, as I said, but in the end, the rustling wear between the pen and paper of life has worn away my heartache, and when I look back, it is still a big piece of white.

Excerpts from Mark Mark's classic quotations.

Trace, a female from Shanghai, as the text director of the most novel and the deputy general manager of the most popular culture, trace can be said to have read countless articles. The author discovered by her single-handedly is popular among the most novels, and her single-line book ranks first in the national bestseller list. For such a special author, we don't need to repeat her understanding and perception of words, her aesthetics and the creation of words; What we see in the scars is her professionalism as an editor and her seriousness and sincerity as an author in her creation. This thing called empathy is enough for everyone. We can't wait to recommend this book to all editors, to every author in charge of this book, to those who love editing and dream of becoming one of them, and to all creators who love writing and are eager to be appreciated by Bole. Masterpiece: Trace

1. Writers are fragile and sensitive. They are like anemones with complex tentacles at the bottom of the sea. They cling to any tiny emotion that swims by, and they are explosive.

People who like to look up have a heavy sadness in their hearts, so that their eyes can't help but get wet. Looking up is the only strength they can keep, afraid of tears.

I fantasize, let my dream fly again, but I can't open my broken wings; Angry flapping can only make flying feathers see through the sadness of the blue sky.

To tell the truth, I yearn for a rich life, a simple small table, a coffee cup and cigarette case, a lonely lounge chair, a soft carpet, a thick bookcase, a cat or a dog lying quietly at my feet, a broken curtain blocking the sun that hurts my eyes, and then a lonely and comfortable place.

Suddenly I want to open my previous diary and some recorded words to recall those words and miss those lost old days and people.

Recently, my life is really broken and pale, so I began to like my own new words. The more he sees through Bai, the more he thinks it is such a sentence. Broken frivolous makes the original heavy sadness naughty, but the single white character also dilutes a lot of pale powerlessness.

7. Gentle as cotton, soft and close to the heart, generous help and encouragement starts from landing. This friendship has been sought since he was a teenager.

8. I was lonely at that time, and no one knew what I liked and hated. No one understands my loneliness, and no one knows my disappointment with them.

The buried past always comes in unconsciously, but the heart can't hold the sadness that comes with it.

10 My love is a kind of happiness when you love me, and an inappropriate decoration when your love is gone. Without your concern, my love can only float in the wind.

1 1 People who like to look up have a heavy sadness in their hearts that makes their eyes moist and look up. This is the only strength they can maintain, fearing that their tears will flow down.

12 I want to draw your happiness, my sadness, and the fleeting time that was obviously destroyed by us in a hurry.

13 I want to draw days and nights, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the youth I once owned and you are wasting.

14 Travel to a strange city, bring your own Mp4, and you can listen to lonely songs and read e-books quietly. A hand-grinding coffee machine, pure blue mountains, can make a cup of warmth for yourself at night, plus a hangover, a confession and a forgetting.

15 the sporadic lights outside the train emit distant light, which attracted my attention. It seems that those who appear in life, those who go out as clearly as this light, can't forget these people as decisively and thoroughly as the fading light.

16 the process of forgetting is slow and difficult, and the taste is heartbreaking. Should my life be such a journey? I should find a small light that can be watched in the dark for a long time, run close to it, then let this light become the past, and then pursue the next light.

17 someone always told me not to smoke so much! I just can't! Some people say that only lonely people can see the darkness at night. Indeed, I can't ignore the darkness of loneliness. Except cigarettes! What else can kill lonely time?

When loneliness becomes a disease, how to spend a long night and live in peace? On lonely nights, smoking becomes a habit of venting emotions, and breeding thoughts will spread in the air. Finally, burnt tobacco, together with thoughts, will turn into soot and slowly precipitate. Really, it's not that I can't quit this cigarette, but I can't quit this loneliness.

18 always suddenly feels inexplicable emptiness and waves of waves sweeping over, trying to find a corner to curl up there and let the darkness surround me! The more noisy the environment, the more lonely I feel inside, but I am afraid that if there is no sound, I will really cry.

19 Sitting on my own Lishi windowsill, watching the growth of trees, green trees and yellow leaves, Ye Fei's annual cycle is so lonely, silent, lifeless and beautiful.

20. I have been trying to look like a carefree child and bring a smile to my friends. I really understand that my friends always say that my children are so distressing.

2 1, it is difficult to get along with people, and it is impossible to really be in the same camp. People are actually isolated and gray.

22. Others use you to show that you are valuable. No one will use a worthless person, so I hope others will use me to prove that I am valuable.