A long-cherished short sentence

25 long-cherished short sentences 1. At this age, I have been dusty for too long and lost my way. Everyone has secrets from the heart. A feeling derived from loneliness and longing. Twenty years old, just how overbearing and unpredictable.

2, the years are clear, like Buddha. Leng Yue is like frost, and this life will be a lonely night. It's like meeting an old tree, with dead vines and faint crows, and a small bridge running water in the distance. Even though the distance is far away, the sun sets on the ancient road, how can you and I be heartbroken?

3. Because I was young, I remembered the flying of Weiyan and the sound of rain, and I forgot the lonely wild goose south returning alone. Youth is like a song, endless, occasionally broken strings, stiff fingers, can not control the ups and downs of the vast earth.

4. Watching the flowers bloom and fall from one tree to another, expecting the beautiful lies in fairy tales to turn into vicissitudes. So lonely, so lonely. Less smile, more helplessness. The vast world is the most yearning for barren space, go to the most desolate places and dream the best dreams. Then, disappear in a corner.

Everyone has his own likes and dislikes. I like what others can't understand. What others like is beyond my power. So, I can only be alone.

6, Tianya is still close at hand, never remember, just because I have never forgotten. Bit by bit, we got to know each other. The past is like smoke, not blowing in the wind. Time flies, and the blink of an eye is a cycle of life and death.

7, the years are in full bloom, the years are vicissitudes, hiding behind the prosperity, counting the sorrows alone.

8. Don't be sad or unhappy, savor the past. Years, quicksand is shallow and lonely.

9. The person you like finally becomes the scenery of others. Just like a treasure in my heart, it is drowned and disappeared by blood, and it is too late to be sad and lonely again.

10. At that time, Tianya Yue Ming Road was different, but now we go our separate ways and cherish each other.

1 1, doomed to the end of the road, why go together again.

12, things have changed, just like when I said I liked you, but I was lonely and couldn't go back.

13, day after day, year after year, dusk after day, washing the road with tears, blurring the scenery. Listening to passers-by telling happiness, the wind shook the oil lamp in his hand. The lights are desolate.

14, warm wind, soft light, a poetic dead wood, a distressed broken leaf. Indifferent pity, melancholy, loneliness, a stretch of hand, a ray of dreamy romance. Like dandelions in the sky, wandering only to find a home. Perhaps, it will never be found, and it can only be reduced to the horizon with the wind.

15, happiness is only a moment, which can be compared with flowers blooming and falling. Once you come and go, you die, half you, half me, half happy, half sad. I can't write down the date of return, I can only say that you didn't come, how dare I be old.

16 In fact, each of us has a desolate pen in his hand, expecting inspiration to write down the story left by the years, instead of writing on white paper: Thank you for coming.

We are here, and sometimes she dreams of her victory in the middle of the night. She is not too stubborn to let go of the past. This is the love controlled by emotion, but it stumbles the memory. How can it be unbeaten, how can it be painless, and who is to blame? I am too persistent, too persistent, too persistent.

18, maybe I'm used to love that lives fast and dies fast, and to the absurdity of romance. Holding hands can be anyone, because it says love you. The wind is surging, the rain is blowing, there is no need to walk together and taste the bitter fruit together.

19, once in the lonely autumn, I locked my brow sadly, but I still couldn't escape such a choice after struggling. However, a beautiful life is only so short, how can it not hurt? When prosperity is exhausted, it is pure, and it is a long hate like a song.

20. Love is dim. Although childhood friends, perfect match, after all, he can't love a prosperous wedding without new people. The sadness of love, the prosperity and sadness of the world, a lonely world.

2 1. Do you remember the person you once liked, the fragments of that memory, laughter and sadness?

22. Now we live far apart, and whether we like it or not is just one sentence: How are you recently? So pale and colorless.

23. At this age, in different cities, I think of loneliness and loneliness. After all, youth, male emptiness and female loneliness are understandable. It's just lonely and annoying, there's no need.

24, very simple. When the so-called first love ends, love dies and there is no reincarnation. The next love is just the shadow of love. What is precious is not first love, but love. When the shadow of love understands that love and marriage are no longer graves.

25. Life is your novel, the author is yourself, and love is the romantic part. I don't know, talking about sales.