Meeting you makes my frozen heart melt gradually.

First, naked love, you can also be indifferent, I believe this will never be the so-called true love that others say. On the morning of winter snow, the white chrysanthemum in the twilight was lost in the flying snow at zero degrees. You are the last floater in the sky and I am the last throb in the rain. It was not until I finally finished all my personal torture that I put it down. When I think about it, my tears are out of control.

Second, read a person's message from beginning to end, laugh when you read it, and cry when you laugh.

Third, the deepest sadness, how can I put it? My silent heart, how can I live? The corpse in the air still lingers, and the heartache without a track makes me want to forget the whole world.

Fourth, whether to continue the road of your next life, love for thousands of years, pain for thousands of years, my smoke has burned to ashes, your tears have frozen into ice, why continue your dance, why torture my loneliness like this.

For me, love finally hurt me. A person sleeps in bed and thinks about how much love he can have. This is a classic saying, because love is a poison. Sad sentence character signature

Six, scattered thoughts, will always be the memory of yesterday that I can't bear to look back. Don't answer, don't think, and don't chase.

Seven, after the passage of time, just understand, those who together forever, already in the long river of time, was involved in endless dust, lost color, abandoned pride, out of the door of memory.

Eight, I finally drifted, no harbor, no course, but I have always been chasing the irony of one wave after another. I don't know what reason can keep me alive, and what can I pursue.

If I have to become a lonely goose, I will spend my whole life looking for the direction of your departure.

Ten, I was tamed to an unruly man by you, leaving only beautiful elegance and heartbreak that I can't pick up.

1 1. Are women always infatuated with love? Are women too naive?

Twelve, memories hurt the fleeting time, fleeting time stung, and that heart was full of helplessness.

Thirteen, please find your position, you are just my past.

Fourteen, the long night, thinking about the warmth, waiting for the morning, waiting for the morning sunshine to drive away my sadness tonight and my hesitation in the dark. May tomorrow give me hope.

Fifteen, how many people are there! I still don't understand the meaning of love.

16. The greatest happiness in life is to find that the person you love just loves you.

Seventeen, you cook, I wash the dishes, and sharing housework will be more loving. You don't have to keep tying people to some housework.

Eighteen years old, laughing, infatuating, thinking, hurting, never loving.

Meeting you makes my frozen heart melt gradually.

20. Do you know the mood I wrote for you, the signature I changed for you, and the invisibility I set for you?

What I like is that your smile shines on my rainy day, and what I like is that you hug me warmly and subtly.

22. I am always silent about the person I love the most, not because I don't want to say it, but I just don't know what to say.

Even if we can't be together in the end, I will still be grateful to have you in my life.

Twenty-four, as the saying goes, people will always hurt the people they love, in fact, people will fall in love with the people they hurt.

Woman, if I give you a big tree, you can rely on it. If I give you a man casually, you dare to take it. Isn't it? Zan de Li Hua

Meeting you makes my frozen heart melt gradually.

First, the ups and downs of life will always have some feelings that need to be remembered quietly, there will always be some pains that need to be experienced alone, there will always be a way to go alone, and there will always be some things that need to be faced calmly.

Second, only when people do what they desire can their hearts be truly calm.

Third, whether life is happy or not depends on your mentality.

4. If I didn't meet you, would there still be endless lovesickness and loneliness? Will you stay alone at the waiting ferry? If I didn't meet you, I would insist that happiness is only the beauty of others, and it has nothing to do with me.

Whenever I think of you, it is always the happiest and saddest time for me.

Looking at your face, I am getting haggard. I heard your voice, but I heard the crying in my heart. I think of your hug, but I feel cold. I have never been sad before. I often cry and I am often sad.

Play Chopin's serenade for you in memory of my dead love.

Eight, the eyes are heartbroken, and the tears in my heart have never been seen. I used to think that I could forget everything, but in the end I couldn't forget anything. The days and nights that can't be buried are heartbreaking, and whoever says love can always forgive. If a person is tired at the end, let her go if you don't want to.

Nine, the sadness of a fallen leaf is like my mood this season.

X. since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again. We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now.

Meeting you makes my frozen heart melt gradually.

12. Don't trust your memory too much. People inside don't necessarily miss you that much.

Thirteen, you said you were in a meeting, and your tone was sneaky. Obviously, I heard someone call you baby. I was so busy that the phone just hung up. Old love is put aside, and new love is always the most beautiful.

I don't mind at all if you hate me. I don't live to please you.

Fifteen, familiar people, strange world, bleak past, built this hypocritical world. People who have talked to you for a long time have long forgotten the promises made at the ends of the earth and camphor trees, and they have also been buried with the soil. Those constant pains will always stand between you and me. When everything is calm, all that remains is the vows that have already deteriorated. You and I still stay where we are and refuse to take a step forward. We all know that it is the persistence of love, and we are waiting and desperate again and again.

Sixteen, how many unconsciously, there are a few old faces between sorrow and joy, but when you raise the beauty left between your eyebrows, there is also a kind of sadness rippling at your fingertips!

Seventeen, who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness.

I count your smiles every day, but when you were in Lian Xiao, you were so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.

19. It was once, now or now.

Twenty, if you smile once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.

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.

I am a clown, my world is dark and full of laughter.

Twenty-three, after a song-like flower season and a poetic rainy season, I suddenly found that the laughter and sadness of the past had been quietly placed on the old pillow, and the magnificent Xia Hong of childhood was taken away by the geese who came home late, and my eyes were less naughty and naive. I don't know when it started, but piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and love affairs have all become daily necessities, the future career, and to see the sun, for all his glory, whom I used to talk about. Buried by the coming night, it seems to be just a new word, strong and sad. However, the cost of growing up has brought me a lot of real troubles.

Warm-hearted love: meeting you makes my frozen heart melt gradually.

1, I don't know whether to be sad or relieved, and I don't know whether I feel empty or full.

2, in a city, living in pain. There is a city in my heart. It hurts to live in it.

A person smoking a cigarette and listening to the same song over and over again is like air erosion in breathing.

You said you loved me, but you kept saying I shouldn't be in the corner.

Looking at the fleeting time in your eyes, I believe that you really loved me, just as I really lived and died for you.

6. Try to be an elegant woman. Don't be artificial, because artificial women not only make women hate, but also make men hate.

7. Who can I talk to without you?

8. As a stranger, you can't tell whether it's a surprise or a heartache.

9. I just like sitting quietly beside you, whether watching or watching.

10, the so-called new beginning, is just repeating the past with greater difficulty.

1 1. If I can, I really don't want to learn to be strong and want to be a carefree child.

12, some love can only stay between lips and teeth, covered by years.

13, people say: Love someone without asking for anything in return. But I want you to give it back to me and let me give you all my love in my lifetime!

14 I told you that our school hasn't started the sports meeting yet?

15. Love is like an hourglass. The heart is full and the brain is empty.

16, I don't want to indulge in fairy tales, I don't care about girls.

17, many things look good; If you can't open it, you have to get through it. Don't think that you can't get through without opening your eyes.

18, things are broken, and it is nostalgia to be reluctant to throw them away; Love the wrong person, forget it is stingy.

Speaking of meeting your sweet words, my frozen heart gradually melted.

I count your smiles every day, but when you were in Lian Xiao, you were so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.

Second, you must be happy, even if this happiness is not given by me.

Third, no matter how beautiful love is, it can't escape the identification of time.

Fourth, every time I deceive myself, I do it perfectly.

Many people don't need to meet again, because they are just passing by. Forgetting is the best memory we give each other.

Meeting you makes my frozen heart melt gradually.

My friend, we are growing up and can't miss the past any more. As the Russian poet Pushkin said: The past will become a kind of nostalgia! Friends! Remember! The years are passing, and we are growing!

Eight, I will forget you stupefied, and then close my eyes tightly, thinking that someone will replace me that day, so I won't miss you anymore.

9. Who was the man who took you shopping that day? Don't tell me it's another sister of yours. This is not the first time this has happened. Every time, you say I'm too suspicious.

Ten, the language becomes pale and weak. We are silent, along the way, we communicate with our hearts and talk with our eyes. We can read every smile from each other; Every gaze; Every sigh.

Eleven, the husband and wife are birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when the disaster strikes.

I thought that the star that belonged to me would never fall, but when it did, I discovered that there was really no eternity in the world.

Thirteen, the rain outside kept falling, ticking, knocking into my heart, as if to see me off.

Fourteen, there will be no more denial about the past, those memories are dead.

I thought loneliness was deeper than loneliness, but when I fell into loneliness, I realized that loneliness was more difficult and exhausting than loneliness. A person, no, is a soul, a melancholy soul, wandering in the street where the body has long been abandoned, and the wind blows through my soul, but

Sixteen, can't take away my loneliness and melancholy. Perhaps the wind contains too much melancholy and loneliness! Or maybe the wind is pitying me! I don't want to take away my only loneliness and melancholy!

Seventeen, I will never love anyone, even you.

Eighteen, I love the night, because under the starry sky, there is a desire to burn at dawn.

Nineteen, when tears crossed the corners of my mouth, I knew the bitter taste.

Twenty, we are like superficial needles, turning and turning, while watching time pass by in a hurry, but there is nothing we can do.

People who can't get together don't love, but they can't love anymore.

Twenty-two, life has given me a heavy proposition: if you can't choose to forget, let yourself numb and walk away occasionally, as the price of complete forgetting!