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A sentence describing the past that is hard to remember. Recall the past and say short sentences.

I know some people can't forget, even if they have disappeared at the beginning of your growth. But they are engraved on your life line and cannot be erased. Let's do two things for these marks all our lives: miss or look for them.

2.-If love is destined to be a bitter drama. Then I can only pray that his ending is good.

Third, I have a lot of memories about you, but you are paranoid that you are just a passerby. I want to be with you, even if it is a headless farce, I will stick to the moment when the world is dim after you leave, holding a small lamp and standing in memory.

Fourth, don't be sentimental, someone left. Many years later, when I start to remember those people or things that have passed away again, I will definitely grin. Smile and remember everything, including you, including yourself who once lost yourself.

Counting the fallen leaves in front of the door and listening to the rain outside the window, the sound of wading sounded this time. Is your heart wet by the rain?

Sixth, memories are worth touching. But this is just a time to greet yourself. Give all commitments a deadline. This period is short. You will. It is forever. If not. You can also say. This is just a lie.

Give me all your worries, fears and sorrows, and I will hold them tightly, okay?

Eight, people who love to laugh have past and memories that they dare not mention.

Nine, if the memory has a smell, it is the smell of camphor, sweet and safe, like remembering happiness clearly, sweet and melancholy, like forgetting sorrow.

I used to be unhappy, because I haven't let go, immersed in pain. Now I have learned to forget and understand that I will be happy only if I let go! Good memories are just a smile that occasionally appears on the corners of the mouth. Just smile. Dry the tears that fell for you at last and bid farewell to yesterday. Love is a thing of the past.

Eleven, in this stumbling Chinese New Year, I saw some people and things drifting away from myself all the way, enjoying the tranquility of memories all the way.

Twelve, the continuous rain line, around the Millennium sorrow knot, fell on my shallow sad eyebrows, wetting all the hidden thoughts in my heart.

13. Really vital ideas will not be buried in the ruins of the system. Once the ostentation of the system is removed, they will appear in the sky in a purer appearance, show their strong connection with life in the sunny place, and arouse cordial echoes in our hearts.

14. The past will eventually change. Looking, there is always an end.

Fifteen, people will change, three points cheat, don't be too nostalgic. Don't give up just because it's not worth it.

Sixteen, strong yang caresses, residual dust and residual rain. Go away and have a pot. On knives and waterfalls. Sword love, water dream candle. What does it mean to ask? Look for it in your mind.

17. Never giving up is the unchanging original intention. Thanks to you in the world of mortals, if life is just like the first time, there will be no tears and red tears in the missing flowers.

18. True love is that no matter how sorry he is, you can understand that he is willing to do anything for you, including * * *. true love

Nineteen, the wound, like me, is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow.

Twenty, memories are accumulated bit by bit, just like a script, everyone is the protagonist in the story, the difference is that each protagonist's life experience is very different.

Twenty-one, it used to be so beautiful, but now it is so peaceful and plain. Everything seems to fade with the passage of time, but the words recorded on paper are still gorgeous and still interpreted.

22. Time is a light song in a dream. With the depth of the past, shuttle in the bustling heart sea. The sound of the river shedding tears is sad and heartbreaking. We always think about it. Memories of the past are vivid; It seems that I haven't really lived for myself for a while. I have been learning to take care of others, but I forgot to feel sorry for myself. I have been working hard, but I am getting farther and farther away from my dream.

23. As soon as the faucet of tears is turned on, all the sad and injured memories of the past will come to mind, and they will never be closed or stopped.

Twenty-four, one person, one city, a lifetime of heartache.

Twenty-five, it seems that I am used to waiting and simply think that waiting will come. But in waiting, I missed the happiness that can be happy. Regret when you lose it, why you didn't catch it. In fact, waiting itself is a ridiculous mistake.

26. Childhood is a string of pearls, each of which records our smiles and happiness. Childhood is a beautiful piece of music, and every note is filled with innocence, joy and friendship. Childhood is really beautiful.

27. Everything related to him will be sealed up as a memorial, commemorating the years that have passed, commemorating the happiness and happiness we once had, and no longer visiting those pains and memories every day, and being heartbroken by those touching pictures.

Twenty-eight, many years ago, I planted a seed called study hard, and it is still a seed today.

Twenty-nine, times have changed, and we have forgotten that we once loved someone without hesitation, forgotten her cuteness, and forgotten everything she did for me.

30. Yesterday's regrets and yesterday's confusion have all become the past. The sadness of the past, the things of the past, are all gone. The past cannot be traced, and people still have to move on. Everything in the past is a mental burden, and the burden they bear cannot be easily rushed forward. Life is short, but the road of life is long, so you need to unload your baggage and go into battle lightly.

The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the roof you use to shelter from the rain.

Thirty-two, who you believe, who can judge you; You can judge who believes you; There is only one kind of people, people who believe in you. People who pretend to sleep don't have to be surprised, and people who don't have a chance don't have to be surprised! Please don't waste your time on people who don't believe you!

What I want is your scream when you are drunk and your sigh when you are awake, not your hidden secret ~

34. Where there is life, there are memories. You can't resist, and there's nowhere to run. You are a person in the world, and memory is your shadow. What is worth remembering will never be forgotten and touched. No matter bitter, no matter sweet, no matter happy, no matter sad.

Thirty-five, a hedgehog eager to be hugged.

36. Memories teach us how to face today and tomorrow and absorb the joys and sorrows of memories.

Thirty-seven, time flies, never to return. The past can only be recalled. I remember my childhood friends, and the two children speculated day and night. The spring breeze dyed the stamens red again, and we all added a new year. We are all like time, passing away and never coming back. The past can only be recalled and can only be nestled in dreams.

Thirty-eight, a phone call, touching the deepest scar in my heart, unwilling to mention the past, tears may be the best release. It is said that there will be a person in this world who makes you feel that you have spent your whole life meeting him. But in fact, if you meet the right person, you will feel that he has brought you more luck.

39. If you meet someone and you love him more, you will always lose him. Then, you meet another one who loves you more, and you will leave him sooner or later. Until one day, you meet someone and you fall in love. Finally understand, all the search, there is a process. Once upon a time on a cliff, now it's close at hand.

40. Just like my moral integrity, you are something I never had.

Forty-one, memory is the beauty of life, it symbolizes the sweet stream of life that has passed away in a hurry, and it is always a quiet and mellow sleep, the secret of the heart; But at the same time, it is also the moment of angels and demons, with dark eyes and a face that can be seen when the light disappears.