Mood Talking Diary

Mood Talk Diary

?Looking back on those days, the wind blows away the flowers and the red dust. There are a lot of wind and rain in life, and the clouds are light and windy and finally become empty. ?When you feel very confused, you might as well take a break and talk about your mood in your diary!

Mood Talk Diary 1

1. Girls like Yifei, boys like Nuolan; girls like Xie Na, boys like Liu Yan; girls like Gu Li, and boys like Nan Xiang. That's because, in the eyes of boys: Weakness is charm, and in the eyes of girls: bitch is pretentious.

2. Maybe it’s that kind of life in reality that makes people have expectations and fantasies, so it has received such high attention.

3. To be honest, I really don’t want to see the ending, but now I still have some hope.

4. After watching Love Apartment, I understood an old saying from ancient times: A man chases a woman across a mountain, and a woman chases a man.

5. Suddenly I discovered that Hu Yifei in the love apartment is very similar to me. He is tough, likes someone but sees him being pulled away by others.

6. Everyone in the love apartment is using an iPhone, except Zi Qiao. He often says that the copycat phone is awesome, but in fact it was given to him by Meijia. This is love.

7. Lu Ziqiao, how much do you love Chen Meijia? You can use a copycat phone for her for several years, you can put your own photos next to hers, you can admit in front of Yu Mo that she may have been right to leave you and it was all your fault, you can fight with the bastard to get her back. The worthless bracelet said that you are the only one in the world who can bully her. When she denied that the child was yours to protect you, she said she was responsible for her. Lu Ziqiao, you are so damn handsome!!!

8. Lu Ziqiao said: Before marriage, there were other men who were nice to you, but after marriage, you are the only one left with me. I must treat you better so that you will not be disappointed. I love this passage so much!

9. 3602 five years ago and 3601 five years later, they changed rooms and sofas, but the same people, the same actions, and his concern for her It has never changed, this is the touch and warmth that Xian Fei Xiaohe brings to us.

10. ?I just like Zeng Xiaoxian, you bite me? When duplicity meets the truth and speaks the truth after drinking, the latter wins. This sentence, Yifei has hidden it for seven years, and we have waited for five Year.

11. ?I hope you can remember whether your child likes sweet or spicy foods, which fingers she uses when playing with her mobile phone, what magazines she likes to read when going to the toilet, and how many bananas she breaks when eating. Petal, and even if she is jealous and cooks for you, she will forgive your fault. You have to kiss her more and don't let her cry for you, don't let her tears fall to the ground. Did you hear that? Otherwise, I’ll take a sip of salt soda

12. I really like comedies like Love Apartment that are close to life. In the drama, the hero and heroine will not die in an accident in a car accident. There are no calculations between love rivals, and there are no clichés. There is nothing about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. A rich and handsome man falls in love with Cinderella. The story in the love apartment presents us with only the colorful slow life among friends, the unrestrained, subtle and sad feelings between friends, and the wish that everyone has? My best friends are all around me and my loved one lives across the street.

13. The bitch must have confessed to Yifei in a very manly manner!!! Is this what I love to see the most? Mood Talk Diary 2

1. The last remaining I don't want to be picky about myself, and I don't think highly of myself at all. I will doubt anyone who gives me the world.

2. There are always so many things that I can’t tell others, so I like to express my emotions and emotions in words.

3. I always deceive myself and comfort myself, and I am used to pretending, whether it is my mood or expression. Several springs and autumns have come along the way. Only the empty luggage is left. There was no pain or resentment in the smiling expression between tears, just numbness, only relief.

4. To this day, I still remember the beauty and elegance of willow catkins. Their gracefulness turns into misty smoke, filling the stream surrounded by four seasons, and letting the wind and rain fill the leaves with the elegant lovesickness. Does the burning Hong Kong river in front of you block our return?

5. Sincerity is exchanged for falsehood, for an illusion, for empty joy, for a love without an ending.

6. This is a season that flaunts hope but is also full of ruin. It is suitable for memories and sadness. Before our eyes, everything begins to gather its strong and vigorous desire and desire for infinite growth. Without the tender love of spring and the enthusiasm of summer, it hides all the happiness and sorrow, as calm as water.

7. Fate has come to an end, and you rowed someone else's boat toward the horizon where I was confused, but I still stayed at the place where we met, recalling the warmth and sweetness of the past. Tears have soaked my heart, and there is a touch of emotion, which is the common destiny between you and me; there is a kind of loss, which is my personal loneliness.

8. It turns out that I have always been a supporting role. Maybe he didn’t take me seriously at all. I’m sorry, I thought too much and I was too sentimental.

9. When talking about some people, I forget to forget; when talking about some things, I don’t know clearly, and my expression is painful and itchy, but I struggle desperately with desire.

10. One day, I will forget you. I know there will be that day. I will not have expectations or feel lost. I know that there will be one day. I forget the time. I forgot the pain, put aside the old shackles, and went to welcome my new life. However, there was still sunshine in the future, but there was no intersection. I didn't know how to find it, so I had to keep exploring on my own.

11. Some fates are destined to be lost, and some fates are destined to have no good results. Are we like this?

12. Standing in the world with the attitude of leaving the world. Ding, I feel so hurt, but I don't think it's sad. On the contrary, this wound can bloom flowers, which can be warm, simple, romantic, fragrant, light, or rich, far or near, thick or light, giving people different spiritual feelings.

13. When a person looks back or stands still, when the seasons cycle, his mood will inevitably become sad according to the situation. Whether it is the helplessness in real life or the sadness of moaning for love, it is no longer the case. It has become the theme song of this era, and I can only listen to sad music in this season and indulge in the silent time, feeling pain and nostalgia involuntarily.

14. Maybe, as time goes by, there is someone in your heart. He is no longer me. My heart is still full of someone, and that person is still you. Maybe there will be a day when the heavy rain will no longer Just wet my eyes, my heart, my years, everything I have left to you

Will you still have a rock-like heart?

15. Learn Give up, turn around and leave before crying, leaving behind a simple figure; learn to give up, bury yesterday in the bottom of your heart, leaving the best memories; learn to give up, so that each other can have an easier start, and the love that is covered with wounds will not be forgotten. It doesn’t have to be unforgettable. In fact, life does not require such meaningless persistence. If you don't have something, you really can't let it go.

16. Little kid, this is my special name for you. Even if we are no longer together, I will still think of you when I hear this word.

17. I like raining so much that no one knows I’m crying even if I stand in the rain.

18. I’m used to feeling uncomfortable, used to missing you, used to waiting for you, but I’ve never gotten used to not being able to see you.

19. It’s late at night in May, and the mountains and rivers are cold. The rain is falling, the lonely phoenix tree gently twists the flying rain and shatters the time, and the broken leaves can no longer dance in the heavy wind. Seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, time has drifted away in a solitary smoke, but the past remains the same. It is unforgettable, no matter how long time passes, it cannot be diluted, but

It is no longer so sharp and sensitive as time goes by. I spent seven years pouring ink and writing, but I can't describe the sorrow in my dream.

20. Standing in the wind and rain countless times, letting the wind blow away those lingering heartaches, letting the rain wash away those thousands of years of pain, until I feel numb, with a slight ripple in my heart, and a faint sparkle in my eyes. , smiling and saying it’s okay. The beauty in the wind and rain makes it unforgettable. The injuries that have lasted for many years always feel fresh in the memories.

21. I just want to know if anyone has thought about me, has anyone thought about my feelings, and who will comfort me when I feel uncomfortable.

22. I thought that when I missed you, I would never cry again. But in the end, my eyes were still filled with tears.

23. I think I still have a touch of sadness, but sometimes I am so eager to express this sadness so that the person I love the most can take pity on me and let me feel sad. He knows that I am actually not having a good time at the moment. Maybe I just want a simple hug, or an encouraging smile. In short, I feel that what I ask for is not very high, and this seems to me A simple request has become an urgent wish in my heart. It will indeed not come true, so it makes me sadder than sad. < /p>

25. I once had you. Whenever I walk on the road we walked together, my tears flow down unconsciously.

26. I don’t like you talking to me like this. I would rather you treat me as your sister than call me with such an ambiguous title.

27. Look at the wandering clouds, look at the lonely geese, look in the direction where you are. But it's just a handful of loess and a few wisps of smoke. The memory dormant in the bottom of my heart sometimes waves in my heart unbearably lonely.

28. Just sigh, fate has always been like water. When fate comes, the love is as deep as the sea, and the colors are as colorful as when we first met. When fate goes, how can we have those clear tears and the autumn wind? The desolation of the painting fan. The fan is holding the hand, and the prosperity has faded. How can I complain about the rain and the rain at night? The ink is stained by light colors, and the thin pen is scratched, which means I am sad but not sad.

Sadness is not sorrow, but it turns out that it is only in this life. There are three thousand weak waters, who is destined to be the gourd you want to drink from?

29. Who is gently gathering and slowly twisting that wisp of sadness, long into a curtain of poignant loneliness, filling the sky? Is my silk trembling slightly? Is it the person from the past, or the folds of memory? Who makes me haggard? The twinkling tears reveal the inexplicable sadness. Is it the end of the prosperity of youth, or the loneliness that falls into mud?

30. Who awakened my sadness? Who carried the loneliness and made my original light dance steps reflect the inescapable pain? I don’t know, I only know that I have too many questions . Looking back dumbly, the wind and rain are already drunk, but the longing for reproduction is always entangled with the heart-wrenching pain, eroding into the overlapping skin, green and purple, the lonely figure weeps, speechless. . As time goes by, hidden new dreams bloom, and I board the orchid boat alone. Who listens to my heart's words? Alas, I sigh helplessly, saying that it was ordinary at that time.

31. Time has made my life become more and more dull, without passion, joy and excitement.

32. Time has gone by, and many things have been scattered. The story has ended long ago, so it’s okay not to recall it. After being sad for a long time, I got used to it. With the coldness, I forgot about the warmth. It all seemed like I was destined to hold up an umbrella on a rainy day at the ferry crossing. But when the rain stopped, I didn't want to take the umbrella back.

33. Time is like a needle, piercing the heart. When all the good things in life are exhausted, how can I hold up the blue sky with my thin palms and soar like a giant in this meaningless time travel. Only a pale heart can afford the future.

34. The river bank burning incense is destined to accommodate me and a tired light and shadow, because the waning moon always quietly comes to the world in dreams, who is still waiting for the broken shadow of butterfly feathers by the river, Elegant butterfly, I remember the day you left, I was lost in your bewitching wings, letting the occasional bird song tear the wounds of the flowers. Why, the wind can't blow away the sadness of longing in the dream?

< p> 35. Now I am alone. Leave me standing alone on this side of the world, touching the memories of the fleeting years, which have warmed my shoulders, and the moment of holding hands, constantly reappearing in front of my eyes. With the fragments of memories, it seems that I have returned to that year. You said, in this life and the next life You and I are dependent on each other. Under the moonlight, you and I happily embrace each other. The moon in the sky is also intoxicated by our feelings. Everything seems like a dream. When I wake up, you are already there. the other side.

36. The black hair is not white, the love is not broken, the fate is gone, the lonely soul groans in the misty world, carrying half a life of desolation. Only loneliness is left loudly, but it never sings. The withered life has come here, but there is no turning back. Listen carefully to the sound of flowers blooming and falling, the yellowing shadows of flowers reveal the smiles of the past, and the flowers falling to the ground remember the world you have visited once in this life.

37. In fact, I also long to have a good mood, let myself walk lightly, and forget the annual rings to make myself smile brightly. However, life cannot be static. Hopes and disappointments always come. They are intertwined together. Occasionally, I also want to find some kind of new breakthrough, but I can't find a new self.

38. The dark desolation may be because I am waiting for the short-lived beauty of the shooting star, but what on earth am I waiting for when I am lonely? What is love? Really hesitant, really confused! Hurt, painful , I am tired, but my far-fetched heart still hopes for the distant happiness, but this time, I lost completely!

39. The willow trees in July are growing more and more lush, and the rich green cover The sky outside the window has covered up, and all the happy or sad memories seem to be buried deep in the memory by this rich green. This terrible green blocks the sunshine and sky, leaving only the memories waiting in loneliness. Me?

40. Every bit of you makes my heart beat; but my crying, my laughter, and every move I make are indifferent and let you ignore it.

41. Even though I know that I am still the one who gets hurt in the end, I still choose to believe in you as always.

42. Li Shang is destined to have no fate with me, just because of my attachment to you. Since we love each other, we will never leave each other and stay together until we grow old. The world of mortals is with me, it’s good to have you, I wish I could grow old happily. The worldly world disturbs each other and hurts each other's hearts. Love is still there, affection is still there, the worldly view hurts our hearts, the worldly world is destined to have no fate with you and me.

43. Tears salty the loneliness under the night, the desolation of the soul wandering in the dream, autumn is always thinking about the pain of falling flowers, and the ice and snow freeze the beginning of happiness.

44. After many years of waiting, there are pieces of flower souls left in the world. Once the birds wake up from their dreams, who knows that the love that has lingered for thousands of years will be buried in a hundred feet of loess. Who knows that wherever the flowers bloom, they will be filled with longing. There is hope for yesterday and there is waiting for today.

45. The memory stirs the heart with the poetic strings, dragging the tired body and mind for a long time, and the long years are filled with a sense of loss and vicissitudes.

46. Looking back on those days, the wind blows away the flowers and the red dust. Life is full of worries about wind and rain. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and they finally become empty.

47. The world of mortals is past, and love is shallow and long-lasting. Don’t shed tears for me anymore and be intoxicated with me. Don’t break your heart for me and be sad for me. I will grow old slowly in your waiting. When the old man can't go anywhere, I will say to you: With you by my side in life, no matter how cold it is, it will be warm.

48. I remember all the happiness I had, and the memories are still spinning. Why did love stop?

49. Time piles up inch by inch, but in the end there are only patches of ashes. The years are unbearable, and it is difficult to be away from others. How do the lost years turn around in life? The past that has been stranded for seven years is very close and yet very far away. I choose to sort it out at this moment.

50. I can’t feel that you are strong for me, I can feel that you are lying to me. I quietly listen to Chopin and feel sad with Vienna. ;