Talk about step by step depravity

1. Snowflakes fell on my shoulders and kissed my forehead. I think all this is so kind, so I raise my head and open my arms, and let the snow hit me. At that moment, I was pounding with excitement. Looking out, Changgang Mountain, which stretches in the distance, is quietly crawling in the world of snow; Up close, snowflakes fall gently on the branches, sometimes occasionally on the bent waist of the old tree. Snowflakes are everywhere, and there are pictures in the poems, which are as white as a dream, and if they are incomplete.

2. A finger of quicksand, who still remembers the original lingering? If the white lotus lingering on the forgotten river bank is the guardian of my past life, then I would like to wash it all my life. The old color will calm all my thoughts and turn them into rain and dew until the end of my life.

3. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are. Loneliness is a dream shadow beside the pillow, and loneliness is the bright moon in front of the window. I can't see your smile when you come from a dream. We met so much, missed so much, loved so much, and were so far apart. Lonely, because we always take the wrong bus, lonely, because we always miss the station.

5. It's misty and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and the bars in the ancient rhyme are dignified; The lonely mountain is full of plum blossoms, the West Lake is elegantly boating, the bamboo building is blue, the lane is broken, the world has changed several times, the ancient road is quiet, the stream is clear, and there are countless vicissitudes; Painted into elegant scrolls like gifts; Pavilion and waterside pavilion, Zhangtai Zhuhu Lake, carved beams and painted buildings, green hills and distant flowers, sparkling, vast smoke waves, bustling canopies everywhere, passenger ships with small bridges and flowing water, so artistic.

6. When I met you, I just buried that fleeting time with no regrets. The moon is gone, standing in the lonely night sky, drunk and dreaming, tears ask the sky, this undercurrent is rolling like the earth, how many people are crying lonely and sad in the middle of the night in the madness of missing?

7. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit, one song and one sigh, one person for life. There is a kind of love in the world, there is no luxury, no one is right or wrong, and no one is right or wrong. It is shallow and affectionate, knowing each other and being blameless; Turn around without regret. Silently, cherish the gathering and parting, just got it, a season of flowers, warm to tears.

8. At the corner of the season, find a quiet place, stop the heartbeat, point to the time, be silent, and the sunshine and love in your heart are together; Time flies, let it be; Memories are warm and long. If life is a journey, then no matter whether it is prosperous or lonely, it is a passing sight, leaving behind the mood of watching the scenery.

9. I am willing to make a pot of tea for myself, keep a pavilion and become attached to words, conserve the source of my heart, stick to the truth in my heart, be vain and happy, be true and helpless, and life is short. Wish, laugh and watch the clouds roll, flowers bloom and fall, and entertain yourself. May, self-spiritual salvation, let the numbers blow and clear the heart. What is the meaning of life, life and death? No regrets. If life can't last as long as a flower, it will last forever. I hope the years will be quiet and the life will be shallow.

10. Deep is also the world of mortals, shallow is also the world of mortals, and the love of the world of mortals is also deep. Through thousands of miles of smoke, look at the autumn scenery. This season's sadness has come to an end, and in the years to come, I just want to travel all over the country alone, laughing at the troubles of right and wrong, until I am old enough to crush my sadness and forget the stupid hope in Chuanjiang, and the flowers on the other side of Naihe Bridge are blooming vigorously. When the pain spread all over my body, I blew to the horizon with my last bite of earthly resentment.

Unforgettable talk about the world of mortals

Unforgettable talk about the world of mortals

1. The world of mortals flies. Just because people look at you one more time, I will never forget your face. In the network of fate, fate does not ask time. I am convinced that the fate between you and me is not shallow. I miss you step by step, write lyrically when the flowers bloom, kiss all the fallen flowers when they fall, and look at each other in pairs. In the appointed flowering period, I will share the affection of this smile with you.

Second, through the world of mortals, a melodious song, indifferent to a prosperous life like a dream; A song is euphemistic and reflects a little sadness. Meet, turn around, brush, ignore each other's love and miss each other's existence. That invisible love, sprinkled with red dust all the way, drifted away with the wind. The drift of the world will never be forgotten in my heart. The end of the world is short, and the ends of the earth are far away. I have forgotten who gave me a gentle life. I just want this life to be light and unchanging through vicissitudes.

Third, the autumn rain is as cold as ice, and how much affection remains in my heart. How much you miss and worry, how fascinated the world of mortals is and how pitied you are. Acacia memories are unforgettable, and love flowers bloom in my heart. The moon shadow follows the dreamer, but this fate has been blowing in the wind.

Four, shallow encounter with deep thought, wait for regret, rolling in the world of mortals, looking back on past lives, sentimentally attached to this life, who can rely on, on the water side, endless feelings, who is lonely all his life, love is hard to break, lovesickness is hard to break, thinking about it day and night! I am tireless and unforgettable. When the dust settles, if it is prosperous, I will miss you quietly, and tears are the expression of love; Love is invisible cold. Love is the most persistent.

I sing a song in the sea of clouds, and I trust horses to find leisure. Never afraid to break the wind and waves, never forget the sky when entering the world of mortals. Poetry: sailing

6. Meeting in the deepest part of the world of mortals, the most unforgettable thing is your initial smile and initial heart.

Seven, love the world of mortals and sigh goodbye, unforgettable acacia dreams still exist; Once vowed as yesterday, raised a glass and shed tears to comfort infatuation; Love life and death, but time makes people old; Clear autumn has been looking forward to meeting, and the stars are bright. May it be peaceful.

Eight, a romantic encounter, an unforgettable look back, a long thought in autumn water, a few times of flooding, the world of mortals drunk dream, accompanied by morning and night, accompanied by Du Jun for a long time, feel at ease.

Nine, once said that acacia is not sad, why the world is not together. At that time, I was extremely clever, difficult to understand fate, too late to regret, and I couldn't return to acacia, and the Millennium expectation turned to dust. Don't look back, it is always a flashy dream, and the ancient songs are still heartbroken, so there is no sadness. The world of mortals is full of different meanings, but it is hard to understand and unforgettable. Tears seep into your clothes. The last thing I expected was that if I was young and frivolous, I would feel hurt, and my tears would smell like strangers. What are the disadvantages?

Ten, unforgettable birthday, another step towards 30 years old! Thank you to everyone in the team, and thank you, all the way to laughter, accompanied by the world of mortals, after a storm comes a calm!

XI。 I'm afraid to have a big dream. If I don't think about it, why do I always want to be with you, looking at the moon and reflecting the river wind? A look and a smile are unforgettable, and so are feelings. Beauty is ashamed to be drunk, the world of mortals is not as beautiful as your eyes, and Sandy is fragrant, which is a must in the world.

Twelve, looking at the horizon, looking at love, love is difficult to do. The abyss locks the world of mortals, and I have given my life. I have written and studied the world of mortals all my life, but I still can't reach your vision. In the bleak snowy years, who cut Acacia into thousands of scars, implanted them in my bone marrow and beat my soul, breaking all the flowers, but not the one that belongs to you! Who is a beautiful woman like jade, who is lonely and drunk, who is unforgettable, and who is lonely and crying?

Thirteen, I have always said that acacia is not sad, why are the ends of the earth not together? At that time, I was smart, difficult to understand fate, and regretted it too late. Acacia is hard to return. The Millennium expectation finally vanished. Don't look back, it was always a flashy dream, and the ancient songs were still heartbroken. Where is the desolation? The world of mortals is floating and sinking, each has its own merits, and the sorrow is hard to understand, and finally it is unforgettable. Tears seep into your clothes, and you think most. Young and frivolous, you will feel hurt, and tears will taste the taste of strangers. What's the matter?

Fourteen, there is as much sadness as there is concern in life, as much reluctance as there is persistence, as much trouble as there is desire, and as much hate as there is love. In this world of mortals, what is unforgettable is the people inside, what is hard to give up is the things outside, what is rare is the heart of liberation, and what is hard to find is the supreme magic weapon. I didn't want to live, but I was born anyway. I didn't want to die, but I died anyway. In a hurry for a hundred years, it is another reincarnation in a blink of an eye. What do you still have to let go? What exactly do you want?

Fifteen, the wind is getting stronger and colder, and the roadside vegetation sees autumn frost. Maple leaves are red, ginkgo leaves are yellow, and footsteps in autumn and winter alternate. Fog is pervasive, haze is rampant, and the long river of life is full of sorrow. He will come, I will go, and only you will be engraved in my heart. A love is unforgettable, and I often look back in the depths of the years. Shallow thinking and deep hiding, the world of mortals is bleak.

Sixteen-year-old, you said it was ice and snow, and you were still young and growing up at night. Later, it seemed like joy and sadness, thinking and forgetting. You said it was unforgettable to draw a building with red makeup. Later, Shen Yan's fish became a stranger in the world. You said that the world of mortals is with you, and the horse is on earth. Later, the bright moon was ill, and only the shadow looked awkward. You said you were boating, and I was just like you. Later, Chaohu Lake was heartbroken and dyed to death. You said that Chang 'an wandered and explored the ancient times, but later Lao Yan parted ways and Luyang shed tears.

Seventeen, under the screen window, a picture scroll, the world of mortals floating and sinking for an instant. Delicate flowers should wither, and a tearful glass of wine should be drunk for years. It is said that the world of mortals is like a dream and love is impermanent. No matter how deep feelings are, they can't stand the waste of time. After all, life is a farewell after reunion. Maybe I love too much, so my heart is broken; Perhaps unforgettable, so reincarnation, life after life to find, after endless disasters. No matter how beautiful the world of mortals is, it can't be accompanied by a blue lamp, burning up lovesickness, but it can break away from distress and keep a lonely life and a pure heart like a lotus.

18. The foreshadowing in time is still expressed after the vicissitudes of the years, leaving a faint fragrance floating in the changing spring and autumn. In the autumn when there are no flowers, the residual petals of fragrant meteorite are still dancing in the sad song. At the moment when the flower soul falls, it is unforgettable and quietly scattered to the world of mortals.

Nineteen, this life, I will draw a prison for you. I am imprisoned in a brocade robe and lovesick and decadent. Love is infatuated, the world of mortals is stranded, thoughts turn into soft fingers, gossip is graceful, without thinking, unforgettable; A leisurely sadness, writing flowers, inkstone full of elegant ink, filling with half a roll of clear words, singing your wandering figure, rhyming with sadness. Remember, the rosewood hasn't come out yet, and I didn't go either.

Twenty, youth don't think that you like to get a good-looking hairstyle. No matter how disappointed you are with the opposite sex, you can fill the emptiness inside, and quarrels are inevitable. I have never heard of anyone in the world of mortals who is not bitter or sleepy, and will have unforgettable memories when he is old.

Twenty-one, the night is not complete, there is only acacia on both sides of the strait, and the world of mortals is unforgettable, just wait for fate to come back ~

Twenty-two, the autumn wind is coming south, Junze Liu Xi. On the battlefield of the ancient town, the drums are still blowing. Looking at the mountains and rivers as picturesque as jade, greed can chase the world of mortals. Looking back on Xiaozi, I will never forget Zhoutou. Light cavalry, iron ambition. Walking on the plank road, floating wooden shadows follow, smelling the wind and grass, birds and flowers in the pavilion.

Twenty-three, how much you care, how sad, how persistent, how much you want, how worried, how much you love and hate. In this world of mortals, what is unforgettable is the people inside, what is hard to give up is the things outside, what is rare is the heart of liberation, and what is hard to find is the supreme magic weapon. I didn't want to live, but I was born anyway. I didn't want to die, but I died anyway. In a hurry for a hundred years, it is reincarnation in a blink of an eye. What can't you let go? What exactly do you want?

Twenty-four, the road is difficult, the world of mortals is rolling, who is unforgettable? !

Twenty-five, the night is deep, quietly listening to the wind blowing thin; Boil a bowl of tea and look far away; There is a trace of heartache in the distance, the mountain is still that mountain, and the road is still that way; Just time is too fast and fingers are too wide; Today is not yesterday, yesterday is not today, listen to the wind and rain, and drink to time; Look around, sweet and sad, you are here. A flower is in full bloom and a flower is quiet; Leave an unforgettable dream in the world of mortals.

I miss you so much. Your face is so unforgettable in the world of mortals.

Twenty-seven, Yao Si In that distant place, there was a kind old lady who used her apron-tied body to bring the smell of food to her children. In that distant place, grandpa listened to the songs of his children and grandchildren: a wanderer drifted overseas, and his hometown was also his hometown. In that distant place, the blood of the old man is flowing, and the past is unforgettable.

Twenty-eight, you are at ease in the world of mortals, and I am worried about daily necessities. Everything is unforgettable, but I am busy with my work.

Twenty-nine, love is the persistence of gradually widening clothes; Love is a pity that makes people haggard for Iraq. The night is like ink, the feeling is like silk, and the meaning is unforgettable. The world of mortals is endless, and it has been repeated several times. Breeze slowly, who turned over the Millennium feelings? Who recalled the most beautiful years? Petals flying, whose hope has withered? Pen and ink soaked rice paper, whose romantic thoughts were frozen? With a flick of a finger, the songs are scattered, whose thoughts are wasted? Whose tears shed memories in the years? Whose sadness did the past fall into in time?

Thirty, the beauty in the distance, tender as water, waiting for you, unforgettable; Rolling the world of mortals, it is rare to know each other, and the smoke is lonely and unforgettable; The green shore grass is full of spring, and the love is deep and dreams together; God made man, love and hate intertwined, saddened, hate can not do nothing; Tingting has a calm heart, no regrets and infatuation, obviously in love, the sigh has not yet arrived; Time flies, youth is fleeting, but truth will never be forgotten.

In the folds of time, there are always many stories in everyone's heart, and there are always some people who will make us unforgettable. There are always some stories that are thought out in tenderness. The world of mortals is bustling and bustling, and it is only after years and experiences that we know and understand that time cannot be copied, let alone repeated. You say, time is the most beautiful, and I say, there are years.

Thirty-two, the dream is broken, and the wind comes to the autumn moon. It's sad to shake a red candle, but no one appreciates it. /Night rain is cool in the middle of the night, and cassia twig is fragrant in August. The world of mortals is too hesitant, and the local accent is always unforgettable.

Thirty-three, a hundred-mile boat will cross, fishing boats will sing at night, and Tingzhou is full of children eating grass. There was no one in a stream of smoke, and the lights were quietly immersed in the curtain. Fifty Jinse is very quiet, with low trust and silent expression of affection. The most unforgettable place is the world of mortals, and Iraqis dance in the blue.

Look at happiness, don't write sadness, the world of mortals is three thousand.

1, life lies in inner abundance, not in external possession.

2. Because there is nothing to do, let nature take its course. Because the heart has nothing to hide, so let it be.

3. You can choose to persist or give up. There is no right or wrong. I mean for love, but the important thing is to stick to your choice.

People are happy not because they have more, but because they care less. Optimism comes from tolerance, from generosity, from understanding, from being at peace with the world. Life is not perfect. I figured it out, put it down and it will be perfect.

I want to buy my own bag and pack my own story with my own money.

6. Good love is resilient. It can be opened, but it can't stop. Lovers are not bound to each other, which is a sign of confidence in love. No one restricts anyone, and in the end, no one can live without anyone. This is true love. -Zhou

7. How many vicissitudes in the world have been forgotten because of your enthusiasm.

8. Two people who cherish each other should not think about sharing each other. It feels good to think of each other occasionally, and even dare not think too much about the future. You are afraid that if you think too much, you will upset this feeling of sneaking carefully. More clear than ambiguity, more shy than ambiguity. No commitment, no worry. You know in your heart that such a meeting is the best. If you ask for more in the name of love, it is not love, but possession.

9. This is the meaning of a good life. Here, hormones, vanity and desire are like fire, burning to death; On the other hand, compassion, kindness and personality cultivation can be endless.

10, maybe you have to surpass youth to know how narcissistic youth is. Sometimes I think that the reason why love has to go in such a big circle and pay a terrible price is because he was born at the wrong time. When we have it, we lack wisdom. When we have wisdom, we have no energy to talk about a pure love.

1 1. Runners may not win, fighters may not win, wise men may not get food, wise men may not get wealth, and smart people may not get joy. All they get is time and opportunity.

12. In love, there may be a hedgehog on one side and a mussel on the other. The hedgehog has his back to the mussel, and the mussel opens his body and embraces the hedgehog's thorns with the softest part of his body. God makes completely different men and women love each other, so love is always full of estrangement and despair. However, I would like to be a mussel. Only you can sting the softest part of my body, and only I dare to hug you, you know?

13, I hope I can go through the cycle of seasons like a flower in the future, not decadent in silence, not eclipsed, and bloom into a lifelong landscape and poem.

14, when you are in love, you have a strong desire to be integrated with this person. This is no longer a question of love. Your body is full of pleasure, and your mental activity has completely disappeared. Because we entered this state with our mother in infancy, we think that if we want to have this state again, we must be with another person. In fact, what we really want is that golden warmth.

15, in memory, there are some moments that have nothing special to experience, but they are worth a thousand words to recall.

16. If you wake up in the middle of the night and find that you haven't studied for a long time and don't feel guilty, then you must know that you have fallen. It's not that the book itself is extraordinary, but the act of reading means that you don't fully agree with the world and reality. You are still pursuing and struggling, you are still dissatisfied, and you are still looking for another possibility, another way of life.

17 One day, there will be a person who will look at all the states you have written, all the Weibo you have written, all the photos you have taken since childhood, and even go to other places to find information about you, try to listen to the songs you have heard, follow the path you have taken, read the books you like, and taste the delicious food you always shout for ... just want to make up for your youth-he is late.

18, look at happiness, don't write sadness, the world of mortals is three thousand, don't be disappointed, don't ask how many flowers bloom, just ask for a peaceful smile.

19, when love becomes a commodity and is bought in cash, love becomes suspicious.

20. Memories are getting better and better, but the past days have trapped you in it. How wonderful the past was and how embarrassing it was to live. But when you are immersed in memories, you will miss one person after another. How many people do you have to miss to meet the right person?

A gloomy and sad word in the world of mortals

1, when he sees through everything, he knows that losing is more practical than having.

2, maybe love is just because of loneliness, you need to find someone to love, even if there is no ending.

I found that I can only love one person at a time. And gradually become selfish.

Goodbye, I love you very much. Although I am all thumbs, I have tried a lot, so I don't regret it.

One day, I finally stopped thinking about her, because she has been away for too long, and my habit is no longer a habit.

6. The man cried because he really loved him. The woman cried because she really gave up.

7. If sincerity is a kind of harm, I choose lies; If a lie is a kind of injury, I choose silence; If silence is a kind of injury, I choose to leave.

8. I won everyone but lost you.

9. The most romantic love story is when the person who broke up with you calls and asks you, "How are you?" Your usual answer: "I'm fine." In fact, you still love her, and you are not good at all.

10, there is always a place, a person, that moves you and makes you want to stay. There is always someone who says "sorry", which makes you feel sad and unforgettable. ...

1 1, the ending of self-love is bring disgrace to oneself.

12, when the phone suddenly showed "You have new news", did you think of anyone for the first time?

13, do you ever lie in bed thinking about someone at night and cry when you think about it? ...

14. Some people argue with you every day, but they never blame you. Some people, even without noise, have disappeared into the sea of people. It turns out that indifference is more terrible than quarreling.

15, time will dilute a person's memory, but it will never kill a person's grief.

16. Once in a while, when I get a call from you, the bell will still stir my heartstrings of missing you. It's just that I also learned to pretend to you.

17, why do we never know how to cherish the people in front of us? In the unpredictable reunion, we thought there would always be a reunion and a chance to say sorry, but we never thought that every time we waved goodbye, it might be a farewell.

18, the wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence. People like me always appear in feelings in the form of a difficult problem.

19, a sigh may be the last sigh in the world.

20. Creatures like humans, if you look closely, will find that they are scarred. Whether you are loved or not, everyone feels differently. We are often unable to find old dreams. Happiness in the world always makes people look better. Because of a smile, I know love.

2 1, always for a long time, always unable to retreat, only to know that what you have abandoned yourself will never be encountered again in the future.

I will still believe in love, but I won't believe that love can last forever.

23. You woke me up suddenly. We have known each other for several years. You said that I found true love and wished me happiness, while I was still wandering around.

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

25. Love can be temporary or lifelong. Everyone can fall in love with different people at different times. No one can live without us. Forgetting makes us strong.

26. We will never regard each other as irreplaceable as before; We will never love as hard as before until we cry.