I don't want to lie to you, so I have to pretend to forget you.

Sad talk about love and love. It hurts and hurts. Forget it? It's all gone, there is no trace of the past, only time is moving forward vigorously. Everything is quiet. All eternity, the passage of time is just a dream, and when you wake up, people will be scattered. No one stays for us, and we don't have to stay for anyone. Now only the sour memories are left, empty.

Sad talk about us, how long has it been since we contacted each other. I feel that I will never see you again in my life. Some things, not a knot, are a scar. Will those secrets that can't be told be an excuse for us never to meet? I have been thinking that many years later, if you and I will never contact each other again, suddenly one day, just standing in the noisy crowd and staring at each other, how much courage it takes to say the first sentence.

talk about sadness, dear, if one day we are separated, I will forget everything about you. Then, try to forgive you and the rainy day that took you away. Then re-measure the distance from me to you, and see if there is any green space for you to land emotionally. The world is no longer beautiful when you are gone, but those tearful memories are always beautiful.

sad to say that maybe the best way for a person is to be quiet. Even if I live alone, cross one city after another, walk one street after another, look up at one sky after another and witness one departure after another, so I can finally say frankly that I am not so persistent.

Sad talk. Every night, I miss you cruelly. Pull me apart and count them one by one until my fingers are shaking. In fact, you have been sprinkling salt on my wound, but you never thought how sad my feelings would be, nor how far I could go. If this can make you smile more tactfully and brilliantly, I will indulge you to be soft, and I will endure the pain without crying!

Tell some sad stories, and no one will leave them except memories; Some helpless, in addition to silence, no one will say; Some things, except yourself, no one will understand. Everyone's heart has a fragile line of defense, which is also the last line of defense. When this line of defense is broken by the surge of emotion, the heart will only drown in the surge of emotion in Wang Yang.

sad to say that maybe you are doomed to be unpredictable, looking sideways to the west, as if to cut off the road from the north to the south. Should not be invited by flowers, don't understand the love of the bright moon, be alone, talk to yourself silently, feel sad, and shed tears alone in the autumn wind, without this paved road. However, I am still full of blows, and I can't guess. How do you know that I still accompany you to see the flowers in that season, and the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable. Because, I just want to be with you, * * * Tianya?

Sad talk about a song that makes me unconsciously think of someone, shed inexplicable tears, or be moved by a song because I miss or love someone. Listen quietly to the voice of the inner world, and there are often joyful melodies. Can be simple, can be deep, can be lyrical, can be noisy?

sad to say that you don't need to say anything, just a gesture, and my heart breaks; You don't have to do anything, just say two words and I'll die. All the years are no longer amazing, the gods are dead, and the heroes are declining. Dear, you are my sad despair, desperate sadness, sad desolation, like a thorn, deeply rooted in my heart, spanning every day of my life.

sad talk sometimes, I feel that my heart is already dead, but it often hurts. Sometimes, I feel that love has long been barren, but I often cry. Sometimes, I feel that I have no direction, but I still look for an exit in my dreams. Sometimes, I feel that I have put everything down, but I still can't find my way home. Sometimes, I feel that I have been in quiet inside, but I will still make waves in a chapter of the story. Sometimes, I feel that I have been guarding happiness, but I will still feel desperate in the past.

Sad talk about meeting, just for a moment, when everything is dusty. Who can predict the face of tomorrow? Or beautiful, or sad, or prosperous, or withered, even if held in the palm of your hand, it is just a fragrance.

Sadness: When tearing a scar, only oneself can understand the pain. When you draw a portrait without eyes, only you can feel that kind of loss. When you are lost in the crowd, only you stand where you are and don't know where to go. When you stand in a square, only you know that your shadow is lonely, and everything can only be understood by yourself.

Sad talk: From one day on, it seems that we are not so good with you, and there are fewer meetings and fewer phone calls. When I was lonely, I refrained from looking for you. Some words don't know where to start, it's better not to say; Some secrets can only be hidden in the bottom of my heart and borne by myself. I don't want to lie to you, but I am more afraid of your painful blame, so I have to pretend to forget you. In fact, you are always in my heart.

sad talk about another season of spring blossoms, only once sad to leave. Seeing the familiar diaojiao building, why is all my mind about you! Vaguely, we are in the tall building of the ancient city, with our eyes slightly closed, and you are lazy on my shoulder, far away from the noise of the world. At that moment, I only wish to sit in vain.

Sad talk about getting to know each other better gradually, and find that you love not me, but your desire! I am extremely disappointed again, and my mood has gone from peak to trough. How can you treat me like this? What did I do wrong? Tell me if you don't like me. Why did you cheat me? When I couldn't grant you the desire, you turned and walked towards her. From that moment, you froze the world.