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Mood sentences of desolate years

Sentences about the mood of desolate years

In our daily study, work and life, everyone is familiar with those catchy sentences. With the help of sentences, we can express them better. Do you know what kind of sentences can be called classics? The following are sad sentences I collected for you. Welcome to share.

Desolate years mood sentence 1 some pain, but it has already healed, only mentioning scars, no feeling. Some are not painful, but almost numb, and the ability to feel love is all used to feel pain. You have to believe in your powerful healing ability, even if there is a thorn in your heart, it will eventually disappear with time.

How wonderful it is to miss someone, even if you only leave a memory, until one day you and I are old, and the memory shines with the white hair wind. No matter what you face today, since you have reached this point, stick to it; Give yourself some affirmation, you are stronger than you think.

We all once believed that it was worth pursuing and defending with our lives, but it turned out to be nothing. We run counter to each other and stick to these two different beliefs, but in the end, we achieved the same goal and got the same result. Is this fate too cruel, or is it fate's mercy?

Love is a gift from human beings, whether you love someone or are loved by someone. They are all bitter, and people want to quit but can't let go. There is no right or wrong in love, no reason, no antibody. Falling in love with someone is a kind of happiness that only oneself can understand.

Today, we are not brilliant, nor are we doomed. When all the debris gradually formed a landscape for a person to see, I began to understand that I had traveled so many ways not to find you again, but to lose you. Lose you and find what I really want.

The sea will dry up, stones will rot, the sky will collapse and the earth will crack. I love you, through life and death. Sometimes we imagine a love affair with the person we love without a so-called causal factor, but apart from the beautiful love in TV and novels, it seems that this romantic oath has not been fulfilled in reality.

Growth makes us understand that it is not necessary to give love to get the same love. A lot of times, you give love, but once you are lucky, there is of course sadness and sadness in this process, but what is important? The love you have given must be taken back.

Tell myself that even if the years are mean and ridiculous, I will walk out of the prosperity in a desolate place. Those unfinished stories, forget it, those old feelings, toss and turn in the years, the flavor is lost, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. In this way, they went to the end of the world.

Time is destined to banish the wonderful memories, and those scenes that I wanted to remember have passed away in your indifference. I don't know if it's my escape or your ugliness. Buddha said: love is not a cause and effect, but a fate that predestines life and death. There, peach blossoms are in full bloom on this shore. After the rain, everything remains the same.

I finally have to admit that some paranoid beliefs have disintegrated unconsciously, and there is no unanimous refusal, but it is difficult to hide the tragic. In the nearest city, you have been exposed to some scenes about your city in bits and pieces, without the joys and sorrows of those struggles.

Time, just overlapping on a tree. Where did the new branches and old leaves go in the end? That's just fate. The leaves finally fell and became stiff. Those days with you are irreversible, and now I have gradually become accustomed to waiting for a hopeless future in the sunset.

I always thought that the absurd and dazzling us left some marks on the white, and some love was doomed to be barren and silent in the burning years. And I seem to know that our story will eventually disappear in the self-explanation and self-entanglement of the young and frivolous in the middle of the night.

Once, I wanted to record everything that happened between us by SMS, the most cruel witness in the digital age. At this moment, when I read it, I was a little blank. I am afraid, panic, afraid of losing the scene that carries our laughter, and try my best to find those fragments that dissipate with the wind.

I remember you frowning slightly when you were sick and taking medicine. I want to share some pain for you, but I can only smile, infect you with my smile and shield those frailties. I remember buying you a cake on your birthday, saying that it was a reward for being an alarm clock for many days and arrogantly taking up your time.

The sun scorched the earth and burned up the tears. With you gone, my left hand side is still my support. Looking back on "the solstice summer is coming", we hugged each other that year. At this time, the wind and rain lost their way. The solstice of summer has come, which has nothing to do with the fact that the solstice of summer has not yet arrived. When you first saw it, you knew everything. I'm doomed to fall worse.

I stood alone on a familiar street corner, drifting back to the days I walked with you. I miss your back, your voice, your smiling face, and you locked in the Kan Kan talking about your brows ... but now everything seems so far away.

Saved all the ticket stubs we went out to play. We never realized that all the short messages and even the records of our current chat, those that could not be saved, were copied in the diary one by one. The existence of these things seems to show that I knew from the beginning that your departure was inevitable.

There are always some memories that are repeated in sighs, and the old movies become more and more miserable after the passage of time. Occasionally standing in front of the screen, my heart is no longer painful and my eyes are not red. It's just that I sigh a lot.

We used to be children, and we are still children. Now that we are the oldest, we know how to hide the old children deeply and leave them to ourselves and the people around us. If you occasionally see me like a child, it's only because I'm not going to hide from you.

There is no great plot, but life has only minor details: a look back, a moment of daze, ... a gentle caress through the glass, a walking posture, a house number, a song.

It doesn't matter whether young love is faith or scenery along the way. The important thing is that time has turned yellow and everything that can't pass is over. Who said that some love is always scattered in the sea of people? I have grown up, learned to smile, learned to be strong, learned not to cry, but I still can't forget him.

The junction of two hearts, you will definitely see it, as long as you are willing to move forward. The best is not future, but today. The sunshine is so good, why bother yourself? When the language is pale, silence is talking. This is often the case in the world. It was painful at that time, and a few years later it was just a memory.

Once gone forever, feng shui flies, but it can't stand the brush of time, or disappears, or from beginning to end, once love, love, midway, somehow, has long been hazy.

The conversation in the morning is just a bubble of a dream, and the morning sunshine mottles the pebbles beside the kitchen window, showing that it is not far away. The swaying leaves by the river swirl in succession, but they go with the gurgling water and never return. Running water is carved with sand and stone, and the veins of fallen leaves are released.

Dewdrops from big to small are collected on the lotus by the river, which seems to be keeping something, but it is unknown. From time to time, my heart is sour, which makes people think about it and wants to help them keep the dew.

Central school, located in a small town, is not big, emitting a touch of bitterness, which seems to be the taste of tears. The kitchen window of that kitchen has been covered with unknown grass, and it seems that it is finally time to say goodbye. But that terrible ant is biting its root, killing, abandoning, carrying … No, this seems to be the last farewell.

After all, the leaves of camphor tree can't stand the wind and rain, and they fall under the tree, trying to keep them, but let the ants start first.

Once, somewhere, the voice of students arguing about the sea was flying all over the sky, but now it seems to have dissipated beyond description. Only a few butterflies with broken wings seem to be kissing something. At this moment, a butterfly falls heavily, trying to keep it, but "the heart is willing, but the strength is weak."

Being a classmate for three years, are you complacent and have good grades, but it will be July 3, only the day after tomorrow. What you used to say is ridiculous now, but it is beyond description.

After that, will you remember "she" and "he" or even "it", whether the butterfly still there is full of wings, whether the lotus flower still remains in the dew, whether it has been evaporated beyond recognition by the sun, and whether it will follow the swaying leaves ... unknown.

People who miss it can only hide in life if they don't meet each other; Wrong things, if you can't repent, you can only live in regret; Missed feelings, if irreparable, can only be painfully left in memories. Appropriate distance between people is a kind of wisdom; Between things, proper decompression is a kind of wisdom; It is wise to calm down between feelings in time. There is an encounter that can cross Qian Shan, but can be connected by fingertips; There is an emotion, which can't be contaminated by the worldly clouds, but can accompany the soul. There is no promise, but there is love; No oath, but forever. Don't say love, but understand each other; Not pleading, but attached to each other. Simple idea, just for those smiling eyes; Clean and warm, only for the soul. The warm feeling is "I know you"; Deeply moved, is a "I love you"!

Everyone may have two worlds, one is obvious and the other is hidden in his heart. Tired, tired, sad, bitter, depressed, I dust myself in my heart, lonely in another world, longing for a smile and looking forward to a home; But ask one party to be quiet, warm themselves in silence, and stick to their dreams, and they will not be reduced by silence; Will not disappear because of silence. Flowers bloom endlessly, and people sometimes get old, so there is no need to be wronged. No matter which world it is, it should be rational, appropriate and natural. Must be wonderful, healthy and meaningful; Everyone should be calm, happy and safe. In fact, there is another world, warm in the bottom of my heart, which is the happiest secret of life.

If someone in your life loves you, understands you, cares about you and cares about you, you are a happy person. May those who love me love me more, and those I love know me better! On the road of life, someone cares, which is happiness; Some people are distressed, that is warmth. In life, the simplest companionship is the most touching; It is not easy to be together in the most plain way. In life, it is best to be concerned and distressed; It is the most beautiful oath to have someone to accompany and rely on all your life. Cherish those who are willing, grasp those who wait and never give up, and those who are in the same boat through thick and thin are the true feelings.

Don't say that love is too simple, being together is the truest warmth; Don't say happiness is too far away, just feel it with your heart, in fact, it is in the details of life. Love is to let one person live in another person's heart. Simple, only missing, only caring. Happy, occasionally sweet, occasionally sad. Nothing wants, nothing wants, nothing to do with romance, just because the heart is connected. No regrets, no distance, just because love is deeply rooted. Love to the depths of silence. When love is strong, it is attachment. I don't want to have each other, I just want to be together for life. I don't want the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, I just want my soul to accompany me. The truest love is the language in the heart. Love is not for wealth, but for singleness. Love, not vigorous, just never give up!

Life is like water, life is like tea. No matter how good the tea is, it will fade over time. People live in emotions. On the runway of life, some people appreciate the scenery attentively, while others try to make themselves a landscape. Life is only three days. You can't just stay in the past or dream about the future and forget the present.

When two people who love each other come together at first, and the other person does a little thing for himself, we will also be very moved. Later, he had to do a lot of things before we were moved. Later, he had to pay more and more, and we were moved. In love, we must learn to be content, because it is not easy to meet the right person. If he can treat you well, he should cherish it even more. Love can never be greedy.

Life is a road that you can't go back. Youth is a book that you can't close when you open it. Love is a gamble, you can't get it back if you throw it out. If you want to lose, you will lose to pursuit, and if you want to marry, you will marry happiness. Meet, the mood is like white clouds fluttering; With it, your heart will fly like rain; Miss, my heart is like quicksand. In retrospect, it feels as blue as a quiet night. Take out your complaints and bask in the sun during a leisurely holiday, so that your mood will not be short of calcium and your life will be better.

Xue Xiaochan said: Meeting or parting is a kind of fate, which has long been changed by years. Time, in our obsession and low eyebrows and smiles, is drifting away. After many years, it is just an unforgettable stroke in life. How many people come and go in the world, how many pass by, how many are unforgettable, some scenery, no matter how good, does not belong to you, and some emotions, passing by, are already the best ending. In memory, there will always be some moments that can warm the whole past.

Looking back, the days are full of colorful light and shadow. In the barrier of memory, the once moving voice has gradually faded away.

2. Things that we thought would never be forgotten were forgotten by us in the process of not forgetting year after year.

The torrent of years swept away the youth of the times and years, leaving only a scarred body and a vicissitudes of life deeply branded by years.

4. Some things are always beautiful when you think of them, so when you take them for granted, you give up a reality that could have been very happy.

Time flies too fast, people are at a loss, so they have to look at the daze that once felt beautiful and try to recall the past days, but the memory capacity is limited, no matter how they recall, they can't remember a trace.

6. Time always grows old with us and steals the youth of our time. When we have no strength to feel anymore, he will stop and watch you go to another world sadly, or be safe and sound.

7. Life is always full of horror, but we have no choice but to face it bravely. The road ahead is still far, you may cry, but you must keep going and never stop.

8. Time youth is an expired ticket, and time youth is a flowing cloud that never looks back. Grasp the short-lived youth, adhere to the ideals and beliefs of youth, and persist in the love and yearning for life.

9. In a blink of an eye, the long years of a year have been like the sand in your hand, quietly lost. However, if the sand is lost, you can grab another one; Flowers wither and can wait until next spring; Childhood has passed, but it will never come back.

10, time is like a beautiful girl. Smiling with low eyebrows, some people and things are separated from time. We were in high spirits at the beginning, and we have long been infected with elegance by time.

1 1, time flies, unconsciously from zero to adulthood. How many stories are worth remembering, how many languages can be told, how many true feelings remain, and how many opportunities are there for us to choose?

12, life is based on time, wasting other people's time is equal to murder for money; Wasting your time is tantamount to chronic suicide.

13. The past is a dream sealed in my memory, and you are my only bright memory. The water drops on the green leaves are tears of missing.

14, it's not time to forget me, but you forgot to take me away. My left hand is a firefly that never forgets anything, and my right hand is a long meditation for ten years.

15, years, for people, is an elusive thing. However, it is this kind of thing that makes people cherish their time more. If time can give everyone a wish. I hope the years can be reversed.

16, life, white clouds, how many vicissitudes and tears drift away; Life is too short to sweat, and how many past events and memories have been precipitated.

17, time is passing and never stops; Everything is updated, but we are growing. Time is so fair, never give anyone one more second, and on the contrary, never give anyone one less second. Everyone will experience the most important turning point in life as time flies, such as: from childish to mature, from impulsive to calm, from naive to cautious.

18, the years fly with the dust of the past. Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, in the colorful season of losing English, there are many memories of tree rings and happy past.

19, time passed, and it passed in a hurry. Walking without a trace, like dew on a lotus leaf, slipped into the water instantly, so quickly and simply. Time flies, youth, why, erase my years, but only leave a scar?

20. With the passage of time, we have grown up, which also makes us realize the true meaning and significance of life more deeply.

Desolate years mood sentence 3 1. As time goes by, a wisp of clear spring flows out, and a fragrance flows out; Teeth, moon and rings, leaving only a pale face, waiting helplessly; Recalling quicksand, no one can see his figure, no one can hear his footsteps, and everything is going on and erupting in the passage.

2. Time has no trace of vicissitudes. Looking back on the stumbling experience behind us, there are always some indelible things in my memory, such as bitterness, laughter, emotion and tears, which firmly occupy the deepest part of our soul and always dance like butterflies in our spiritual world inadvertently. When we suddenly look back on those dribs and drabs, they are still as heavy as lead and suffocating.

3. Knowing that the years will eventually grow old, I stand at the tail tip of youth and look out quietly, expecting the smile of the wind and the warmth of this heart. Looking at the years that have passed between the fingers, I still understand that I have met youth.

4. Ruthless time The old man is like a cold wind that blows away the new breath of everything, but as long as you travel with him, there is nothing to regret when you are old.

Sleepless nights, tears flooded the sun and the moon, confusing Gan Kun, unable to recover the lost years and return to the original net.

6. The torrent of years swept away youth and years, leaving only a scarred body and a vicissitudes heart deeply branded by years.

7. The past is a dream buried in my memory, and you are my only vivid memory. The water drops on the green leaves are tears of missing.

8. As the years passed, a wisp of clear spring flowed out, and a burst of fragrance flowed out; Teeth, moon and rings, leaving only a pale face, waiting helplessly; Recalling quicksand, no one can see his figure, no one can hear his footsteps, and everything is going on and erupting in the passage.

9. Time goes by inadvertently, and when you open old notes, there are deep feelings and artistic conception between the lines. It seems that I have returned to the ups and downs I have experienced, and the memories of the past are still the same, only a little less melancholy, a little more prosperous and a little more vicissitudes.

10. Don't be idle. You have lost your mind as a teenager. Time is a heartless firefly, and you don't forget to take your lonely soul when you leave.

Desolate years mood sentence 4 1, lost years, lost myths, these may be God's will, gentle universe, what can I do with this small planet? Only wait for a new miracle in the passage.

2. Years pass at different times, thoughts stay in the same heart, scenery is displayed in different places, happiness is rippling at the same time, happy mood is spreading, and joyful mood is flowing in front of us. I want to hold your hand and walk together forever!

3. Perhaps, the secret love of most of us can only be submerged in time like Lu Licheng, and it is impossible to blossom and bear fruit, but only a wisp of melancholy in memory that will never be forgotten.

4. You are silent and your eyes are heavy and gloomy. I hide in quiet time and watch the years grow old, leaving only a comfortable and quiet world.

You like to stand on the bustling roadside and whisper to me. I ignored all the beauty of the roadside and held you tightly to my chest in the cold season. In the face of today's sea, I use soft words to fluctuate in my heart, gently rippling, swaying among the flowers like water.

6. The years are quiet, quiet inside. The flowers are silent, silent and warm. Looking around, it is a thousand-year fate and eternal beauty. Through time, twist and flow, meet in the deepest part of the world of mortals, and let all tenderness and nostalgia for freedom drift across the distance. Quiet, smiling, in the sun, as clean as before.

As the years passed, fewer and fewer people came to visit.

8. No one is young, and there is no impulse or bold confession or hint? As time goes by, there is no trace of time. When everything has dried up quickly and hit without a trace, do you already understand that there is no right or wrong in love? If you miss it, you can't have it again.

9. Time makes people grow old. As time goes by, only traces of that time are left, engraved on friends' faces.

10, the promises made in our youth, the roads we have traveled together, and the dreams we have to realize together through thick and thin, can't stand the polishing of time now, and our passion has faded. What enchanting years, like a blooming flower, fragrant our past and dull fleeting time.

1 1, only the passage of time makes us notice time.

12, year after year, how much precipitation, how much sentiment, how much warmth, how much coolness, are all inadvertently, and some people have some things inadvertently become habits.

13, I want the till, raise my cup, I ask Mingyue, I want to make a song about wine. What is life? The road of life is short and long, and the trivial things of the world of mortals are helpless. Who can express the joys and sorrows of life by seeing through the world of mortals, crossing the world, and enjoying kindness and hatred with pleasure? Why not go your own way freely, no matter the ups and downs.

14, a happy time, he slept quietly in the long river of years, such as a simple and quiet summer night, a quiet and cool winter night, and those immature faces, which were green and clear.

15, the past is like smoke, shaking off the dust on the ground. Time is always cruel to us, and time is always in a hurry, too hasty.

16, I miss a certain period of time rather than someone. I condensed the passion of youth in it and fixed the blurred dream of youth.

17, a thousand kinds of prosperity, but the years are fleeting, the beauty is easy to get old, and time is like a sword, which can't hurt people!

18, current events have changed. What have we lost in time? Time flies, what family did you miss in the years?

19, the years fly with the dust of the past. Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, there are many memories of tree rings and many happy past in the colorful season of falling into English.

20, time is quiet, talking to you; The trickle of water is with you in the year; Prosperous, you are old. Life doesn't need to be prosperous, just plain, and time will precipitate the truest feelings; Wind and rain will test the warmest companionship.

2 1. As long as you are with me, the years will be quiet and beautiful, the daily necessities will be no longer complicated, and nothing will be lost.

22. I thought that time was far away, and those pains gradually faded away. And your gentleness to her broke all my original thoughts.

23. As time goes by, memories will be forgotten and all your victories will fade.

24. Every minute is not only the blood in your body, but also the source of your life. Listen, a little tired, slow but urgent, take you from youth to aging.

25. Time flies by. Walking without a trace, like dew on a lotus leaf, slipped into the water instantly, so quickly and simply. Time flies, why does youth erase my years, leaving only a scar?

26, the past is like smoke, the years are traceless, the sunset is flowing, how many memories are worth combing, and how much time is worth pursuing, just don't know how many times the peach blossoms are red in the dream. Looking back suddenly, the years are scattered on the face of the season, mottled with memories, old and young.

27, wear new clothes, set off firecrackers, and after one year, we really can't go back to childhood.

28. Days always flow like fine sand through your fingertips and slip away inadvertently. Those past joys and sorrows were washed away by the waves like water, leaving behind joys and smiles that are lasting in the depths of memory.

29. Perhaps the best way for a person is to be quiet. Even if he lives alone, walks through one city after another, walks through one street after another, looks up at one sky after another and witnesses one departure after another, he can finally say frankly that I am not so persistent at last.

30. Time is like a swift stream. No matter how you raise it, it will eventually flow into the sea.

3 1, the ruthless time old man is like a cold wind blowing away the new breath of everything, but as long as you take the time with him, there is nothing to regret when you are old.

32, life, white clouds are long, how many vicissitudes and tears drift; Life is too short to sweat, and how many past events and memories have been precipitated.

33. For a long time, everyone likes the calm and melancholy that has been precipitated by years.

34, those dusty past events, bit by bit in front of you, only to find that everything has not changed, the years are still beautiful!

35. Time flies so fast that people are at a loss, so they have to look at the daze that once felt beautiful and try to recall the past days, but the memory capacity is limited. No matter how they recall, they can't remember a trace. At this time, you left quietly, which made me feel at a loss. How can I keep you?

36. Time has no trace. When we suddenly look back and see through our hearts, there are always some memories that leave deep traces in your life. Whenever I think of it, there is always a long-lost impulse in my heart, which is touching.

37. I only wish: the world is stable and the years are quiet. The people and things you care about are there, and the feelings you want are still there!

Please allow me to hesitate again, because I don't know what will happen in the future; Please respect my willfulness again, because I can't predict the long river of time passing.

39. She is no longer easy to be kind to others, nor to accept others' kindness easily. The demand for love will not be relaxed because of the passage of time. Some people think she is harsh. Do you know that all the strictness and bitterness come from the long-term expectation of a happy love?

40, the years are quiet, and I hope that the world of mortals will be worry-free. The years are quiet and the memories are warm. The years are quiet, and I believe the most beautiful scenery is in my heart.

4 1, time goes by, I'm afraid, I'm not afraid that time will steal my face and youth! I am afraid that years will make my parents old, but there is nothing I can do about it.

42, standing in front of the cool, end a cup of tea, gently shaking the fragrance floating in the cup. Heart, very small, can only turn in a teacup, and never turn out of the circle of memory.

43. The simplest wish in life is nothing more than having both parents, healthy children, a stable life, a quiet life and a stable life.

44. This sad and bright March has passed through my thin youth, viola and kapok. Through the impermanence of sorrow and joy.

45. Whenever I look back, you are still there, you are not old, times have changed, and the years are quiet!

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