Sign 93 sentences quietly

First, comfort depends on others, and cure depends on yourself.

Second, cry until there are no tears, only air left.

Third, I can't get rid of the tears hidden behind me.

Fourth, how hot can the love on the keyboard be?

Fifth, feelings, the world of flowers and flowers should be so serious.

Six, mottled memories, printed with silence and compassion.

Seven, the puzzle of memory, piece together a perfect you.

Eight, like an aurora suddenly fell in a gloomy world.

Nine, the depth of thought retreats first, and you can rest when you are proud.

Try to make money, not how to save money.

Eleven, play for a long time, the ending you want is gone.

Twelve, no one is whose treasure, only who is whose sin.

Thirteen, I thought I was strong, but that's all.

Fourteen, amazing at first, completely, only for the world to see less.

Fifteen, how much courage does it take to refuse a person you love?

Sixteen, we walked into the street, memories suddenly let me suffocate.

Seventeen, pretending to be stranger than a stranger when you are clearly not a stranger.

Eighteen, there is no gap between each other, which is the most beautiful fairy tale in the world.

Nineteen, with a beating heart, I don't know where to go.

Twenty, missing seems to have left a mark on my heart all the time.

Twenty-one, a prosperous beginning, a prosperous interpretation, and a low-key and quiet end.

22. I believe that there is no shortcut to any place worth going.

Twenty-three, even the thoughts have become routine and perfunctory.

I'm used to pretending that I don't care, but I don't care about anything.

Twenty-five, one day, we will smooth the edges and corners, and it will eventually put you down gently.

The cruelest love in the world is not lost, but lost.

Twenty-seven, it is impossible to be sunny every day and to be happy all the time.

Twenty-eight, even if there is nothing, there is no support, and we will go on step by step.

If one day I become a pervert, please don't forget that I am innocent.

Thirty years, the years have trapped me like a huge net. Struggle and scream, to no avail.

I hope the sunset will stop in Nanshan, and I will see the afterglow and mountains and rivers.

32. I was in the rain, watching you step on the rainbow. Will I be happy if you are happy?

33. Is there anyone like me who has no one in his heart but can't hold anyone?

34. Memory is a form of meeting, and forgetting is a form of freedom.

Thirty-five In the years we have gone through together, we will become more charming because we are moved.

Thirty-sixth and July are coming, but I haven't found what I want yet.

Don't let jealousy grow into thorns, it will hurt others and hurt yourself.

Thirty-eight, there will always be black and white things. Although I don't want to give up, I can't continue.

39. The world I have seen has always been gray and has never been brilliant.

Forty, love is free, and free love is the most real.

Forty-one, I woke up to know that I was young and immature, frivolous and free, and I had long since disappeared.

Forty-two, the world is fair, forget a memory, and you will know to cherish it.

Forty-three, I thought it would be sad to miss it, but I found that forgetting was more lonely, so I didn't want to get rid of it.

44. You are calm because you are not afraid of death. I am calmer than you, because I am not afraid of your death.

Forty-five, those promises written in the bones are easily rewritten as love by time.

46, imagine, pay will have the result, without reservation, believe in your promise.

Forty-seven, I want to break that once scarred heart and give you complete love.

Forty-eight, maybe I still miss it, but I miss the time when I can't go back.

Forty-nine, loving someone is never chic, and it is not love to leave yourself a step back.

50. Love is not only walking side by side under the mountain, but also walking hand in hand in the rain.

5 1. False people need happiness, and happiness also needs us.

52. Memories, no matter how precious, will only be like garbage if they are shredded.

No one but your own parents will tolerate your unreasonable troubles again and again.

Fifty-four, the heights are too cold to wait for the so-called eternity, so-called eternity.

You can choose to love me or not, but I can only choose to love you or love you more.

56. What you lost never really belonged to you, so there is no need to regret it.

57. What I love doesn't belong to me after all, and it's not me who will accompany you to the end.

Fifty-eight, the face is a thing outside the body, but it is necessary, and it is also necessary to have money.

Fifty-nine, today is the anniversary of our one-month talk about friends and the first day of our breakup.

Sixty, I just can't go back to the summer of that year, and I can't go back to my attachment to you at that time.

Sixty-one, reality has changed me. What should I do, forget which one is myself? . .

Sixty-two, life is not easy, all by acting. Play your role well and play yourself until you lose your memory.

Sixty-three, people who move their true feelings will be moody, because paying too much will inevitably lead to gains and losses.

Sixty-four, only after the displacement can we re-examine the traces left by time in our hearts.

Sixty-five, I can afford it and put it down. It sounds open-minded, but only I can understand the pain.

Laughter is sometimes not the best medicine, and sometimes it is just the best cover-up.

Sixty-seven, casually turn over the phone/no phone/no text message/suddenly become so quiet.

Sixty-eight, just a few good friends, no roll call. I just want to say that I am very happy and moved by you.

Sixty-nine years is too long. You can be rich, you can be miserable, you can forget the result, and you can't forget meeting.

Seventy, love exists in the desire to give, and regards the happiness of the lover as your own happiness.

Seventy-one, lost years, how to get back? Your smile, slowly scattered in the memory.

Seventy-two, sometimes reason tells us to do sober and correct things, but feelings are just the opposite.

Seventy-three, the invisible shore is like happiness that can't be grasped. Sometimes I put it in my hand and fly away.

The deepest and shallowest thing in the world is human feelings, and the biggest and smallest distance in the world is the distance between people's hearts.

Seventy-five, no matter how deep the memory is, it can't compare with the time of a lifetime, and it can't compare with the regret of missing for a long time.

If you admit that you made a mistake, you will prove that your life is a failure.

Seventy-seven, exposed loneliness and laughed at me for not giving a promise. How can you forgive me?

Watching you walk on the overpass, I walk on the underpass, and you and my love stay at the street corner.

Seventy-nine, accustomed to life without you, accustomed to a person's night, accustomed to numb two points and one line.

Sunflowers will only rely on the sun silently. Even if the moon replaces the sun, they will not complain about the darkness at night.

I can't remember who loved me when I was brilliant, but I will remember who accompanied me through the storm when I died.

Happiness is that I know who I am. I know what I can do. I know where my future lies.

Eighty-three, we must remember these two points in life: don't make a decision when you are angry, and don't make a promise when you are happy.

84. Quiet personality: I never regret the people I met, just regret. How did I become who I am now?

Don't be sad when friends ignore you. Everyone has his own life, and no one can always accompany you.

Eighty-six, I sigh, the days when green leaves are shaded float in front of me, then the dead leaves fall all over the ground, and the autumn wind blows away the fallen leaves.

Do you know that maybe you cut open your heart and hide a shivering shadow in the deepest and darkest corner at the bottom?

If I have to die at your hands, can I ask you to use Cupid's arrow as the murder weapon?

89. Quiet personality: I am not arrogant, nor am I talking nonsense. I am just tired of those who may lose their dependence at any time.

90. There are two kinds of love, one is persistence, and he is nervous when you are nervous; One is that it is easy to stall, and he is comfortable when you are comfortable.

9 1. The adaptation of two people is an inner feeling, not a vision. Never ignore your inner feelings because you satisfy your vision.

92. Be reserved, muddle along, and don't haggle over every ounce. There are no fish in the water and no disciples in people, and no one will be with anyone for a lifetime. Just remember something.

93. The past is like a clear lake, calm and calm. Those romantic smells seem to have long disappeared on the plank road of youth, but that long-lost love is always late.