Beautiful sentences about years.

1. Caring for life and paying attention to life safety are the most precious and fragile things in a person's life, bearing all human feelings and dreams. Recalling the past and the vicissitudes of time, we look forward to the future with the same eyes, and then we suddenly realize that life is precious and caring for life and safety is the only way to go home!

2. Ah, as Gorky, a Soviet writer, said, a person's life is short. Short years need us to understand the process of life well. Should we still cheat time? When we waste time, we also lose a lot of wealth. As Franklin, regarded as the first international scientist and inventor in American history, said, wasting time is the most extravagant and expensive of all expenses. Facing the urge of time, the footsteps of youth are slowly leaving us. So is it necessary for us to waste time?

3. I am always immersed in this kind of looming, feeling the subtle emotional changes inside. When years wash away the lead of youth, the wind still blows the green leaves on the branches like yesterday, and then the mood is a little bit.

Thinking of you sometimes makes you blossom and sometimes makes you cry. We won't stop ourselves from missing, because we know that missing is painful. Similarly, we know that love can hurt people, but we still love by luck, because we believe, because we are eager to get the care of those innocent love. At this time, in such a dark night, what would you think? Don't complain about the years. There is your hesitation and sadness in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and you are telling your melancholy. Slight sadness, faint overflow, clear escape in the dust, waiting for your stormy future to come back, come back, have a drunken dream and laugh, read a book and drink a cup of peach blossom wine. Peach blossom fragrance permeates, intoxicated with moonlight, intoxicated with human feelings, fragrant fingertips, flying pigeons, hazy night, shining in the sky, dreams thousands of miles away; Smile, write about loneliness, don't talk about sadness, the world of mortals is boundless, rhyme is inevitable, and flowers bloom at your fingertips. I will wait for you quietly in the depths of the world of mortals until the world is old, the mountains have no edges, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony.

Our weakness is that we can't see through it, can't bear to part with it, can't afford to lose it, and can't let it go. Can't see through the entanglement in interpersonal relationships, the hidden injury after struggle, the dullness in the hustle and bustle and the tranquility after prosperity; I can't stand those wonderful and untimely years, and I can't stand the vanity and applause when I am above. Can't afford to lose a relationship, can't afford to lose a life; I can't let go of people and things that have gone far away, and I can't let go of right and wrong that have long been dusty.

6. On the river of time, I always want to see that everything in the world can be changed. I am getting old. Why can rocks and vegetation remain intact as always?

7. In those long and lonely years, my desire for freedom of my own people turned into my desire for freedom of all people, including whites and blacks.

8. We are all trudging through the years. Everyone has his own story. Only when you are pessimistic will you be beautiful, and when you are optimistic, you will be bright.

9. Time is innocent. Who promises that the years will be calm? Time is not alive, who promises who will last forever? Fireworks are hard to cut. You said, don't forget, later, the flowers in the dream are cold; You said, life and death depend on each other, and later, turn around and brush your shoulders; You said, and heaven remains our neighbourhood, later, near. The flowering period coincides with the emperor, but the flowering period has become a stranger. Red leaves are everywhere, and the dust is dark. Who knows how to leave tears? Who gave Yu Hua Fu? It turns out that not everyone who holds your hand can grow old with your son. Lost scenery, separated people, all live at the end of fate. The seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Your world of mortals, I am just a happy road. Once, if you were well, I was sunny; From now on, you are not good, it has nothing to do with me. Perhaps, meeting, born of love; Turn around because of love. Let the past, which once held hands, sing softly in the years across the bank, and continue our lives in memories and forgetfulness.

10. It hurts to see love. I don't want it to be the shadow of one of them. Memories after many years are more vicissitudes than any picture. You can't keep your youth. You hate those days when you are upset and breathless. Please don't forget that sad fairy tale, will you? Forget yourself, it is better to forget those feelings.

1 1. All thoughts, blown by the wind, are melodious. A summer bug, from far and near, reads the years to me; Milan on the windowsill opened, opened my hand and stretched myself. My Chang 'e babbled in her dream.

12. With that concern, you will have a lonely journey, a comforting spiritual companion, and the concern of others, and you will have more happiness and satisfaction and beautiful scenery in ordinary years.

13. The wind of the years blew up the long hair of memory and fluttered in my mind, like a banner of hunting and dancing, gently brushed open the long-closed heart window, scooped up a handful of dew in the moonlight, washed away the rust and dust of life, and changed my river of life into a clear and clean river like a clear spring.

14. Who says love is as hard to hide as a cough? Forget that the years after that are so long, you can like someone slowly, just like you at the beginning.

15. When I was sitting on a speeding train, I occasionally saw azaleas everywhere, and I felt gratified. That's my grandmother's azalea. When I was a child, the red butterfly fell on the branch. Watching the azalea grow taller and taller, the flower grows bigger and bigger, and it moves into a big vat. The wind and rain made grandma's house bigger. Later, the azalea tree disappeared from my sight and was replaced by patches of red. That kind of red is blown by the wind, such as lifting the red veil and hiding the stored wine.

16. In the eternal years of the infinite universe, life is just a particle that disappears in an instant. Each of us should pursue our dreams heartily, and each of us should live a limited life and live an infinite wonderful life.

17. Snowflakes are still flying, drifting to the earth, without perfunctory! Dreams branded in this life, feelings told by the footsteps of years.

18. Once, in a great sense, it brought me a kind of meditation and review after the burning of youthful passion. Many times, we have been thinking about every past event in our lives, so that these past events can savor the years in repeated comprehension and pondering.

19. childhood laughter hides rainbows, swings and dolls fill the hearts, and they rush freely across the fields to the sky like the wind. When I grow up, I understand that there are more joys and sorrows in life. When I opened my eyes, I gradually saw the world and found that I had too much. Under the record of years, I grew up to be an ignorant doll. In my life, under the influence of educational style, I have experienced many past events. It seems that everything confirms my growth. Among the growth notes, I am the happiest, the most unforgettable and the most unforgettable.

20. Sometimes, a minute is long, sometimes, it is short. Sometimes I can understand the world, and sometimes I can't understand it at all. When I love you, everything is beautiful; When I blame you, life is gloomy. Why is there only sadness after joy?

2 1. Time is silent, but youth speaks. Time silently took away many people's youth and life. Youth does reflect the old age and helplessness of many people. Time will never pay for anyone's youth, but youth has left a symphony of regret and regret for many people!

22. In the hurried years, people are writing their own yellow-green stories. In the busy footsteps, they are interpreting their own dying and brilliant stories. Those who are with the past, whether happy or sad, are the marks of our progress and the records of our efforts. Glory is mine, and withering is mine. I have lived up to my conscience all my life.

23. In those few short years when you loved me, I may be the happiest person in the world, but those days have passed and I can't stay.

24. True friendship is pure without any dirt. Sincere friendship is permanent, it will not stay for a while like water, but disappear in an instant. Pure and sincere friendship is like a pine tree, standing at its peak for a long time. Time can't take it away, but it will always be greener, so new and so bright.

25. Time made my mother sad, but it didn't reduce my love for her by half. Wordsworth

26. The taste on the tip of the tongue is gone. All the affection, all the bitterness, all the stinging, all the joy, have gone through in the wind of the years, floating and rising, which makes me happy and worried. However, some smells permeate the love of classmates, convey the feelings of friends, contain the care of relatives and reflect the sincerity of parents.

27. Mom, you are a big tree, I am a grass, and you shade me; Mom, you are the lake, I am the fish in the lake, and you provide me with a broad space for activities; Mother, you are a stove, providing me with warmth; Mom, you are an envelope full of encouragement to me; Mother, you are a paving stone, sacrificing everything for your children; Motherly love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm as spring even in cold winter; Motherly love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of years; Motherly love is a ray of sunshine in winter, a cotton-padded coat on a wanderer, and a refreshing sweetness. BangNiShouji.com

28. Memories of the time together and the years of friendship are the most beautiful pictures in memory.

29. In the early morning, I took my newborn puppy for a walk in the vegetable garden. Look around, what a vegetable garden this is! There are all kinds of vegetables growing on the terraced fields, and the charm of late autumn has brought them a unique form. The green leaves of the past have been embroidered with traces of time. When the leaves wither slowly, it also indicates the end of autumn and the coming of winter.

This design is permanent, and after a long time, it still has a pleasant texture.

3 1. Spring breeze blows the heart, flowing water listens to the voice of the heart, and the sky in April rhymes with the story of wheat straw. Birthday wishes make me intoxicated in the beautiful spring, meet with warmth, accompany with sunshine, and depend on each other with true feelings. Thanks to the concern of relatives and friends, on this happy day, I just want to watch spring quietly and meet each other quietly in every blooming season. Strolling on the shore of the years, enjoying a wandering romance, in the blue and warm April day, with mood and poetry, on the picture scroll of life, depicting the meaning and distance of life. Feel the color of life, feel the dull happiness, love has always been in my heart.

32. That sense of novelty and curiosity has long been engraved by the heavy glow and dusk repeated day after day. I used to want to make every minute of my life brilliant. Even in the face of occasional setbacks, I always wanted to make a difference. But when the double blow suddenly came, my world, which had always been quite conceited, almost completely collapsed. When I got up from repeated failures, I realized that time had slipped away for a long time in the ignorant years until I looked back. I don't know, at my age, the temptation of romance has long since disappeared, and I feel that the road I have traveled is very short and long.

33. Liu never seems to ask others for help. Although the branches and leaves are sparse, the roots are deep. He embraced fertile land with deep love, kept sufficient water and nourished hardworking people. He has no regrets. Liu doesn't care about his identity, but he dedicates himself with his humble identity. When his life came to an end, she also decorated many bonsai sculptures with her tangled branches for people to enjoy, and that's it. She is hardworking, hardworking, patient and selfless. Liu symbolizes women in China. She has no regrets, but only wants her family to be safe and her children to be happy. When years have worn away her charm and beauty, she is still so kind, leaving only a smile that people will always admire.

34. Some people say that only by seeing through the gains and losses, will you not be swayed by considerations of gain and loss. I stopped, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. In the deep years, watching the time pass slowly, a cup of green tea turned my heart into an ink painting in time, faint.

35. Youth is a season of learning and a time of struggle. Don't stop our progress, because the road to youth is long. When you are free, calm down and read a good book, think back on the road you have traveled, make a plan for your life, engrave your ideals in your heart, and be a young man who is willing to be lonely, innovative and full of vitality. We should seize the youth of gold and leave the eternal glory of life!

Years have passed, and this small street in front of the door has ended its lonely and cold history. Now, it is like a young man full of energy, wanting to jump, wanting to jump, full of energy.

37. If the heart is lotus, life will be fragrant all the way. We often get lost in our own hearts: when we are inferior to others, we will be jealous and lose our composure; When something goes wrong, you are flustered; When you lose a loved one, you will lose your mind and despair. Only when the heart is quiet and peaceful will it not be influenced by the outside world. Heart like lotus is to smile in quiet years, abandon inner struggle and live freely.

38. Where to go is personal freedom, and where the heart is is fate. However, in contemporary China, the political environment and natural environment are not satisfactory, which makes many people split up physically and mentally, and they don't know where their souls are going. I personally experienced the passionate years in the middle and early 1980s and the middle and late 1990s. At that time, China was poorer than it is now, but it seemed more promising. I look forward to the spring breeze of reform blowing again and awakening the sleeping Chinese dream.

39. If we love each other, one day love will turn into no love. If we are brothers and sisters, no matter how the years change, our feelings will not change. We can only be separated by birth, illness and death.

40. It is said that the world is fuzzy. We are often lost in the ocean of smoke, and all the dusty fireworks always make you and I dare not breathe freely. After Qian Fan's death, looking back at that year, that innocent dream had already drifted away, and now the years left only desolation everywhere.

4 1. The most precious thing for a woman is not to bully the young and poor. If you don't dislike a man's poverty when he was young, you are willing to spend the most difficult years with him. Such a woman must not be missed. The most precious thing about being a man is that he is neither old nor ugly. When they are old, men are brilliant and women are exhausted. At this time, it is cruel to think that people are old and ugly. Therefore, women know how to be together and men know how to be grateful. This is a lifetime.

42. That road is a dirt road, winding like a ribbon in the wind. In front of the road is the vast smoke and waves of longtan lake, which is the endless mountains by the lake; On both sides of the road are fields of different shapes, which are wonderful pens of years. In spring, the green wheat seedlings shake off the cloak-like snow, and spring suddenly comes into view.

43. We all forget that the years ahead are so long that I can like someone again, just as I liked you at the beginning. But can I really like him as much as I like you?

44. Time didn't really disappear, just disappeared from our eyes, but turned to hide in our hearts, and then slowly changed our appearance.

45. The heaviness of time can never stop the lightness of time. At this time, the bright sunshine shines through the window lattice, between my eyebrows and eyes, on the sea of flowers in my heart. When the wind of memory blows, it will send out bursts of flowers, neither strong nor weak. It is a fragrance precipitated by years, rising in the fireworks of the world, and lasting forever with the tranquility and sentiment of the years.

46. If someone really comments on the crime of meritorious service, it is time to send someone to explain the misunderstanding caused by many years.

47. Father's love is a mountain, tall and majestic; Father's love is a pool of water, which is hidden; Fatherly love is a pair of hands, stroking us through spring, summer, autumn and winter; And fatherly love is a tear, a tear full of temperature. Father's love is a mountain peak, which makes your body and mind calm and firm even if you bear the wind, frost, rain and snow; Fatherly love is a sea, which makes your soul kind and tolerant even if it encounters lightning and thunder. Father's love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Father's love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure even if they are covered with the dust of years. Fatherly love is as selfless as maternal love, asking for nothing in return; Fatherly love is an unknown and intangible emotion, which can only be understood by those who are attentive.

48. Time flies in a straight line, standing at the other end of the axis of time, those hurdles that you think there is no way out, those people that you think have died at their hands, will pass, and everything will pass.

49. When the season is getting colder, the beauty between flowers and plants has gradually been replaced by yellow. Time is a combination of processes. No matter how good the time is, there will always be a memory in my heart. People's thinking is sometimes so fragile that even a little thought can affect the pulse. I miss that time, the days when there were mountains, water, flowers and grass, the years when we passed each other by, the times when we hugged each other, and the years when we promised each other. Watching the shadow of youth fade away, those once owned, lost, beautiful and sad are just a dream. Only in this way, can we have no distractions, sit quietly and watch peace, stay indifferent, dance with the wind in the depths of the years, and continue our love.

50. I'm still dreaming, when I was young. I am still thinking that you will hold my hand through time, through thorns, through my sadness and sorrow, and through Qian Shan. But you didn't come at last. I've been waiting. I'm not afraid of time and years. What I am afraid of is that among the millions of people in Qian Qian in this world, in this moon and moon, I will never touch your fingertips again.

5 1. The greatest wealth in life is satisfaction, which purifies the innocence of the soul, revives the initial laughter, and explains the kindness and sincerity of human nature. We gradually understand that all glitz is a dazzling fireworks in an instant. What we really need is the dullness in the years, the warmth in our hands and the peace in our hearts. It is not glory but mood that can make the journey happy. What makes life brilliant is not sunshine, but smiling face.

52. The past is like smoke, like a fleeting time. There are only terrible scenes in my mind, and years can't wipe away the dust of this sad album. The wind is blowing, flowers are falling, people are thin, people are yellow, lonely and desolate.

53. After years of seclusion, Wan Song is the chief commander of Lin.

54. After 92 years of ups and downs, a powerful China has stood in the east of the world.

55. Give me an old time, sitting alone under a mossy wooden window and making a pot of leisure tea. Never mind, when can the swallows flying to the south go home? Don't ask, where will that boat be exiled? Don't think about how much of the past years are true and how much is false. If I can, I just want to be a plum blossom left in the world and watch the sunset clouds with a person who is home at the old ferry.

56. The wind blows, the fireworks fall, and little by little, they are ground into ink. If the misty rain crushed in the wind is scattered all over the ground, there are some memories that refuse to retreat. Why do you linger in the brow of time for so long and miss this life? Acacia is accompanied by the frequency of heartbeat, and the years are within reach, scene after scene like a dream, and the years are high and warm.

57. Don't miss my unintentional tenderness in the years, don't ask me if I will meet again, and don't care about my unintentional.

58. Time has changed the face, but it can't change the innocent mind; Time increases the age, but it can't increase the distance between the soul; Friendship is priceless, missing is invisible, and a greeting lights up your mood! Wish you a happy life!

59. I can't talk about the acacia of red beans and the vicissitudes accumulated over the years. This money has entered my dream and aroused my endless thoughts in this life. Do you know that?/You know what? Loneliness under the moon.

60. Walking alone in the clouds, eternal reincarnation, Chikage aggregation, how can you be an enemy? You can't live, the past is like smoke, and the years are wasted. Looking back, the dust is like a dream. In the corridor of time, the tangled grievances are, after all, a meeting of flowers, and a pot of rich thoughts, wandering in the world, drinking the past, quietly guarding this difficult earthly reincarnation.