Lost to time. Tell me about it.

1, I closed my eyes slightly in silence. Thoughts welled up and I sang a farewell song in a shallow voice. I didn't feel sad, just quietly waiting for a trace of expectation, gently brushing past yesterday's prosperity, and the purple mountain flowers reflected your blushing face. In your elegant figure, I have already forgotten the past and deleted it. The quiet night behind the scenes is full of flowing time, strange and tired.

When we are together, I always magnify your goodness. When there is a gap between reality and fantasy, I finally understand what sadness is. When I broke up, I magnified my sadness and immersed myself in trivial memories. The pain in my heart is beyond words. Walking together is fate, and walking together is happiness!

My pain is only understood by myself. I always like to look back on the past on such a lonely night. Those memories buried deep in my heart, what I got, what I owned and what I lost, suddenly felt like a dream. I have always understood that I shouldn't dwell on the past. In fact, I am afraid that there will be endless loneliness attacking me late at night; But I like late at night, because only when it is dark around, my tears and I are safe.

You said forever, just like the light of fireworks, it is impossible to stay with me all the time. The so-called forever is actually composed of countless flash in the pan. Everyone who is lovelorn has been an angel with broken wings in his last life. When that love finally had to disperse and disappear halfway for various reasons, the two parties who once loved each other had to be helpless, sad and regrettable. Dear, I just want to hold your hand and go white-haired together.

5. There is a yearning that makes people cry. There is a pity that we love each other but can't be together. In a word, a turn, a city. A love, unforgettable for a lifetime, distressed for a lifetime. Fireworks are blurred, and years become songs. It turns out that we are all here and miss the past.

6. Broken bridge outside the column. Loneliness without owner, it is dusk alone, and it is stormy. A lonely heart, beside the broken bridge outside the post at dusk, murmured and frowned with the swaying of the cold wind. I have traveled across the ocean several times and sang poems in the dead of winter, but now I don't see you flying lightly over Qian Shan's dance sleeves, leaving me with a charming face, listening to the wind on the other side and talking like a drizzle.

7. I always thought that missing can't fly like water. I thought missing didn't have the courage to penetrate the fleeting time. After leaving, I found that it was not missing that made me unable to persist, but that there was no one waiting for love at the other end of the fleeting time. It has always been something that never gives up and never gets hurt.

8. Disguised laughter and cheerful sunshine can confuse many outsiders, but they can't fool themselves. Those who leave go to sleep happily, while those who stay, with their eyes open, read all the desolation and sadness in this black-and-white barren world.

9. I don't know when I started, but I am more and more addicted to nostalgia. What I miss is nothing more than the softest place in my heart that others can't touch. Even if the loneliness and bitterness of the right hand are more than the happiness and joy of the left hand, the pain of crossing the swamp barefoot is more than the happiness of walking on the red carpet in glass shoes. I am still eager to learn the past with the opening time of a flower, and I will never forget what I remember by heart.

10, beautiful as running water can't last long, but your smile has been in my ear, like a piece of nature, washing away the lead, making people addicted to it, sighing whether the bullet marks under the wall can really resist your picturesque smile. Even so, I still can't restrain my overflowing feelings and continue to write my own sadness in words.

Such a sad sentence makes me feel very sorry.

1. There is no legend that the grass grows and the orioles fly in this city. It always lives in reality, with fast drums, hurried figures, numb eyes and fake smiles, and I am being assimilated.

2. A few clumps of camel thorns seem to have lost their color-like breathing, but they have inhaled wisps of fine sand. This is the entertainment in their lives, and nothing is happier than this, because they know that the loneliest thing is emptiness. So, they chose to accept.

3. When love comes, it is of course happy. However, this kind of happiness needs to be paid, and we must learn to accept disappointment, pain and parting. Since then, life is no longer simple.

4. In this sad and bright March, I beat my horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence.

5. Remember those leaves that are going to rot. Those fresh and tender green leaves have already been buried in front of the time scale, and only the overwhelming rotten smell remains at the end of the time scale.

6. At night, the moon rises. The biting night breeze blew my face, my heart was slightly cold, and the sky thundered. The rain fell on the corner of my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was tears or water.

7. It seems that people can't expect too much. You can't touch those irrelevant things that are far away from you. Once opened, how far are they from destruction?

8. The riot at the airport soon stopped. People here have their own direction, taking off and landing in a hurry, taking away other people's stories and leaving their own memories.

9. We may love two people at the same time and be loved by two people. Unfortunately, we can only stay with one of them until we die.

10, there are so many places around a person, and you can only give so much. In this small circle, some people want to come in and have to leave.

1 1, like a breath lying on the street, inadvertently evokes the laughter and tears of the past, and suddenly my heart hurts so much that I can't restrain it and can't forget it.

12, standing for too long, talking for too long. I am tired myself. Why don't you understand? I've written too much for too long. I am tired myself. Why don't you understand?

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

14, the flying sand at the foot, although soft, still feels hard and painful in my heart. I don't know which vicissitudes I came from, but I know I can't finish this step. Footprints on the beach are always so nostalgic that I didn't even give you a chance to blink and breathe, so I was swept away by the inexplicable wind.

15, perhaps sentimental. In this life, I really long to set foot on the ancient stone steps, bathe in gentle plum rain, long for her baptism, and her gentle touch. I've always thought that Jiangnan is that gentle and graceful lady-a gentleman is so gentle and graceful. Boating in the West Lake, gently holding lotus seeds.

16, intoxicated with a cold heart in loneliness, loneliness slowly dispersed like smoke. Just like a quiet night, holding a glass of red wine, swaying my acacia. Tonight, will it come to my dream? I am me, a poetic and dreamy little woman.

17, always wake up in the middle of the night, confused inside, the road ahead is desolate, without direction, and I once had a dream. My heart used to be in YOLO, but it slowly became cold in the ruthless reality. I used to be full of pride, I used to embrace the sunrise, and I used to have dreams. When the frost of the years mercilessly crossed my cheeks, did you ever remember my flowery face? Do you still remember me

18, amorous is a tragedy. You must read every sentence to death. And this kind of death is the purest. I am a weak person. I have seen the tragedy and acted it, but I absconded in the last scene. People are alive and enthusiastic.

19, secular noise and light, secular happiness and happiness, like a clean stream, in the wind, in front of my eyes, Mimi, warm as a spring, I don't expect anything, I just want you to be happy, don't be sad.

20. When I can't comfort you. Or you don't care about me anymore Please remember. In our poor time. Twelve egrets once flew over the lake in autumn.

2 1, I have no feelings for him, I don't love her anymore. Why is this happening? It turns out that our love lost to time.

I thought that love can conquer everything, but who knows that she sometimes has no strength. I thought that love can fill the regrets in life, but it is love that creates more regrets. Rain or shine, repeated in a love. For another person, the sky will not be blue forever.

23. Have you betrayed me? Or did I abandon you? The last parting, cruel turning, left me alone, and the biting cold wind blew my clothes. I am not cold anymore, and I am still waiting for you to turn back. ...

24. In the endless night, I touched your gentle face again, kissed you gently and told you that I really want to be your bride forever. You said you had a hunch that you would eventually lose me. You know, when I heard this, my face was smiling, but there were already tears in my heart. Why can't I escape the cycle of fate? Why can't I change love for the rest of my life? Why can't I spend my whole life with you even if I spend fireworks? Why even if I give up everything, I can't watch the ebb and flow with you? Why have you seen the ending before you start? Is it a helpless result?

25, a light rain, landing, splashing a flower language, as hazy as a dream, as light and graceful as a girl holding an oil umbrella. There is no grandeur like heavy rain, no messy melody. It kind of falls like that, like a feather spinning in the sky, like a dandelion patiently looking for their mother, eager to accept them in the earth.

26. Times have changed, and we have forgotten that we once loved someone without hesitation, that she is lovely, and that she has done everything for me.

27. It seems that people can't expect too much. You can't touch those irrelevant things that are far away from you. Once opened, how far are they from destruction?

28. The wind blows like a broken flower, and your smile is swaying, which has become the most beautiful ornament in my life. Look at the sky, the snow and the shadows of the seasons.

29. I don't like talking, but I talk the most every day. I don't like to laugh, but I always laugh. People around me say that my life is so happy, so I think I am really happy. But why did I suddenly become silent among a large group of friends? Why do I feel sad when I see a similar figure in the crowd? I forgot to talk when I watched the trees fall leaves madly in autumn, and I forgot the original direction when I watched the warm yellow light on the road as it was getting late.

30. The sound of light and shadow is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, the silk and bamboo sang softly. The outsiders outside the building and the mountains have not come back yet. The word "wild goose" dates back earlier than those who forgot to play the piano in Sichuan. There are tears on their shirts and flowers on their shoulders. Where is Jiangnan in the sound of flute, cold window, shadow, smoke, waves and paddles?

3 1, at dawn, the first rays of the morning glow fell on the earth, and the dazzling sunshine shone on you, but you never turned around ... helpless, lonely and sad, you walked on the road until the back of the morning glow gradually lengthened and disappeared. ...

32. Why is it so painful to forget someone? Time will make you forget. If time can't make you forget people you shouldn't remember, what's the point of our lost years?

33. We may love two people at the same time and be loved by two people. Unfortunately, we can only stay with one of them until we die.

34. Times have changed. We forget that we love someone without hesitation, forget her loveliness and forget everything she has done for me.

35. Remember those leaves that want to rot. Those fresh greens have long been buried in the front of the time scale, and only the overwhelming rotten smell remains at the end of the time scale.

36. The wind blows like a broken flower, and your smile is swaying, which has become the most beautiful ornament in my life. Look at the sky, the snow and the shadows of the seasons.

37. I don't like talking, but I talk the most every day. I don't like to laugh, but I always laugh. People around me say that my life is so happy, so I think I am really happy. But why did I suddenly become silent among a large group of friends? Why do I feel sad when I see a similar figure in the crowd? I forgot to talk when I watched the trees fall leaves madly in autumn, and I forgot the original direction when I watched the warm yellow light on the road as it was getting late.

38. The sound of light and shadow is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, Sizhu sang softly that the outsiders outside the building had not returned. The word "wild goose" dates back earlier than those who forgot to play the piano in Sichuan. There are tears on their shirts and flowers on their shoulders. Where is Jiangnan in the sound of flute, cold window, shadow, smoke, waves and paddles?

39. At dawn, the first morning glow is scattered on the earth, and the dazzling sunshine shines on you, but you never turn around ... Helplessness, loneliness and sadness fill your heart, and you walk on the road ethereally until the back under the morning glow gradually stretches and disappears. ...

40. At night, the moon rises. The biting night breeze blew my face, my heart was slightly cold, and the sky thundered. The rain fell on the corner of my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was tears or water.

Why can he be compared with the classic quotation Mu Fusheng?

1. Sang Wuyan suddenly flashed Su Nian's panic and wanted to laugh at once. What the old man says is always more reasonable.

2. Sang Wuyan gradually saw that the sky outside the window was a little white and the rain had stopped. She started to feel sleepy with her mobile phone in her arms.

God put a curtain in front of your eyes. Luckily, he asked me to be your eyes.

Su Nian turned pale, even her voice was hoarse. He leaned back in the back seat of the car and rubbed his forehead with his hand. I’m going home.

5. After returning home, she turned out graduation photo in primary school. She forgot what she looked like at that time, so it took a long time to find Huang Xiaoyan in the second row.

6. Leaning on the sofa in the study, she turned and walked through the living room and saw Su Nian sitting at the bottom of the meeting room. The heating is very strong, so he only wears a black shirt, which makes him look particularly handsome in a group of people with his perennial indifference.

7. She wants to have children, but she always feels as if she hasn't grown up. How does she raise children?

Nothing. If you leave me first, I will hate you.

9. Sang Wuyan pouted all night. Su Nian should feel that she had a quiet night, but she was afraid that she would sulk and feel uncomfortable.

10. There is a fish pond in the corner of the yard. This pool is very shallow, only about a foot deep. There are several ten tail koi fish and crucian carp in the water. After a long time, Xiaoyu is not afraid of people at all. Sometimes when I hear people talking, I think I have to feed them and huddle together.

1 1. Where did you get lost? I'll wait there until you come back.

12. Since San Wuyan said these words, Su Nian began to pay serious attention. As long as he appeared several times in a row, the phone was terminated.

That's the way it is. Why can't it be compared? -love QQ personality encyclopedia

Freedom is the only happiness I can control, and depravity for no reason is the only way I can support it.

Under the background that the rhythm is so slow that it seems to stop, the sky is bitter with thoughts and sadness.

I engraved my dead love in my heart and let it disappear in my life forever.

What changes a man may be the love of God or the compassion of Buddha, but it will never be a woman.

The first part: the person I love is taken away by my master, and the second part: the person who loves me is terrible.

The loneliest time in life is when all your friends are married and you are not.

Many years later, when you have grown up, can you understand what it is like for me to stand here now?

It is said that tears are weak, but how many people are strong when they are deeply hurt.

I also want to break my dependence on you, but I find that breaking dependence means breaking love.

In this love world of millions of people, it is not difficult to find a person with similar interests. The only difficulty is that I don't know how long it will last.

I know a sunny afternoon. In my palm, colorful flowers will bloom.

No one doesn't love anyone, and no one goes to find anyone. Only who loves who is more than who. We love each other, and we are sad.

I can't fold stars or shine. But I want to glow. I think there is always a beam of light that will fall into your eyes.

Our distance is a bright year, and our obstacle is no love.

I know. I always do. Day by day, live on your mature face. Never wake up, never tired of waking up.

I suspect that those days made me live like a bubble, swimming alone like an ignorant duck.

Our love is like that colorful bubble, touched by others. It just broke.

Maybe we all wanted to leave, but in the end we all stayed. This is love.

All you left me was a memory, but you didn't know that I wanted to have your whole world.

Some people are destined to be friends, some people are destined to be lovers, and we are destined to miss it.

Secret love is a solo dance. Although I can't dance, I have tasted loneliness.

The difference between a lie and an oath is that the listener takes it seriously and the speaker takes it seriously.

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am by your side.

I wandered on the edge of dream and reality, unable to grasp the charm and coldness, and my death was buried.

Weiyang's memory is gradually blurred, but the feeling is always so real.

I magnify all my misfortunes infinitely, so that I can cover my eyes and see nothing.

Young ideals and persistence, with every number in the calendar, drift gently and humbly.

Even if it is an unattainable flower, I can bloom brilliantly and beautifully with a dedicated attitude.

After breaking up, your happiness is actually the loneliness behind my sadness.

I'm just afraid that this short-lived happiness will not stand the test and will disappear one day.

I always pretend to be aware of what I have seen before, so that others think I don't know.

Some stories remind me of my previous stupidity, and I began to have new ideas and look forward to a new life.

In the lazy time, I pretend to be anxious to forget myself, my life and my dreams.

The air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.

The story I participated in, the ending I directed, and the pain were all caused by myself.

You are what you say. If you say you want to stay with me for a lifetime, then you will stay with me for a lifetime.

The absurd age is about to pass, the pace is a bit heavy and the direction is a bit confused.

I am covered with high walls carved by time, but I still have to rush about for my youth beyond my dreams.

When I looked up, I could see a sky, which was cut into irregular shapes by the edges and corners of buildings and sparse leaves.

Constant reincarnation, when passing by, will always reflect tears on each other's hesitant faces.

I smiled casually, laughing at the madness and stubbornness of young people, laughing at the unchanging youth and laughing at the weakness of self-restraint.

It is best to talk about love only three times in your life, once ignorant, once unforgettable and once in your life.

I want to live in your heart all my life.

Emotion, sentiment, friendship, interest, charm, affection, affection, I want to have love more.

I listened to the songs in my memory over and over again, and slowly forgot how much I loved someone.

Life has become so helpless, but we still need to be strong and live to face that ridiculous life.

I don't need your pity, I just need a quiet and dark corner where I can cry alone when I am hurt.

Flowers are easy to fade, fog is easy to disperse, dreams are easy to die, clouds are easy to disperse, and that's the way it is. what can I do?

I am speechless and confused, and countless tears and silks are lost again.

We must accept disappointment because it is limited, but we must never lose hope because it is infinite.

Is there a time when the most vulnerable person who doesn't want to talk suddenly loses control and the scene appears?

I always say too young and too early, but you know, I'm afraid that another woman will hit me and say "I love you" in the future.

How can there be so many dramatic scenes in such a realistic reality?

I always get carried away and leave everything behind to go with you, but you tripped me when I was desperate to go forward.

You can hurt me inadvertently, but I can't turn a blind eye to your sadness.

Perhaps, you will forget the past, but I won't, because I have branded my memory in my heart.

Life is like a dance, but the person who teaches you the first dance step may not accompany you to the end.

Occasionally listen to a piece of music and miss a period of time, sit for a period of time and miss the palm prints of another period of time.

Open the commemorative album that was thrown in the bookcase, and be silent in sadness again, but the memory is no longer strong.

Boring life has become my young and presumptuous capital, and the distortion of day and night has become my activity habit.