Expressing the sadness of missing: missing a group is like drinking a large glass of ice water and then

1, too late to give you a ride, too late to ask you what is permanent.

2. A boy doesn't need to be too good to listen to your game.

The saddest thing in the world is that the mosquito bit me, but I couldn't bite it.

4. Love is a game, which turns a pair of strangers into strangers and a pair into strangers.

5. It lets me know those unknown spiritual tracks.

6. It is better to simply live a great and happy life than to end this song with a bang.

7. Missing a group is like drinking a large glass of ice water and then turning into tears for a long, long time.

8, the oath is so beautiful, after all, the past has passed.

9. You don't know the feeling of being lonely in your throat, wanting to cry and being afraid of no one to comfort you. Swallow your tears and keep smiling.

10 I feel very happy as long as I can be with you, even if I just play with my mobile phone and have a conversation without a word, even if I do nothing.

1 1. Nothing is safer than strangeness and loneliness. Love is a dream, and I always overslept.

12, to tell you the truth, in fact, what feelings are most afraid of is that when you get through the dark time after the group left, you finally hide all your grievances and sorrows in your heart, but he reappears in your world and says that he still loves you, and then you are moved.

13, there are only two forms of people with dead hearts. Either you are busy or you forget.

14, crying and laughing in memory, simply talking about his arrival.

15, you fell in love with me at first sight, and I fell in love with you at first sight. The first time I met you, I will spend the rest of my life with you.

16. Blame me me for being too involved in the play, but I ended up in a group, waiting in the same place, and never getting back to that tenderness.

Miss a group of mood signature.

It's like killing someone often dreams about that person, and you always appear in my dreams.

If you can say what you miss, will you come back?

The rainy season has passed, leaving behind burning pain.

Miss gradually lost its strength with time, and love also lost its original light.

After you left, I felt my world collapsed, but why can't you bear to come back?

When I hear the sound of memories, I can't help but want to touch them.

Where the first hug took place. We can shelter from the rain under the eaves of trees.

You always leave spring flowers, grass and flying warblers to him, and swallow all those cold, stupid and heavy thoughts.

Who will pick up that happy memory on a person's night?

When I miss you, my mouth will unconsciously rise slightly by 30 degrees.

You can't miss yourself, you can't take care of yourself in pain, you can't take care of yourself in the result, you can't give yourself happiness.

I heard that you got along well afterwards, but I still like you who is different.

I still want to see you every day, and I won't alienate you if I don't meet you.

I want to beat you up and hug you. I want to ask you why you haven't come to me yet. I am so sad that I am about to sprout.

No matter what I do, I think of you. No matter what I do, I think of you.

You know, missing someone is like appreciating a cruel beauty and then telling yourself to face it in a small voice.

I am like a dying patient, dreaming of going back to the beginning.

Memories are so fresh that they are repeated before my eyes.

No matter how happy you are, there is always someone whose name will make you lose your smile immediately.

I miss you day after day.

I told my best friend that I still can't forget my first love. She said angrily, forget him, you still have me!

Perhaps, it is better to be free and easy than to be forced to stay, and it is better to miss each other. Meet each other, but also have to deal with time; If you miss it, you won't get stuck.

Old faces of the old days. Honey, I can't imagine you.

Secret love is a person's yearning, there is no such person, only oneself.

I miss you most when I am busiest.

I thought you would come back, but I did it out of romance.

Missing can't be hidden. As soon as you turn off the light, it comes out and plays against you, keeping you awake at night.

You suddenly came into my life, and then you just dreamed.

When you stop yourself from thinking about someone, that's actually the beginning of missing.

I miss having another name, and that is self-stabbing.

I don't remember how you were gentle with me. I only saw the way you turned around that day.

The handwriting is blurred by loss.

Waiting is sometimes a kind of happiness, at least you will care about someone.

After all, no one can see pain and madness. Some things have been experienced, painful, and forgotten.

Memories are long and the night is cold. Don't panic when there are many people.

When it rains, the more you think about people, the more they hide in the wind, in the rain, in the thunder and lightning that just passed by.

What you see is free and easy, which is my helplessness after my heart is broken. Time has not let me forget you, but let me get used to thinking about you. What you can't forget will eventually be unforgettable.

Being together is never easy, and breaking up is never easy. Finally, love became unwilling, deep love became sadness, missing became upset, and taking the initiative became a bitch.

Defending a group is not because you like a group.

First, some people will be embarrassed and anxious to find another topic to ease the atmosphere.

Second, don't worry about Valentine's Day, save money to buy him a long-cherished gift.

Third, you are separated, and I am still crazy.

Fourth, when I really want to defend a group, I will find that I am constantly being silently guarded by that group. I always can't understand your expression, even if you are smiling, I will feel very sad.

I lost myself before I lost you.

6. Are you blind in your eyes or have no light in your heart?

I hope one day, you will need me as much as I need you.

Eight, maintaining a group is not because you like a group.

No one will care about you unless you are particularly beautiful, and you may be dying.

Ten, in fact, painstaking is just a joke with forgetting. When you think I have forgotten a group, you will find that it is more painful than remembering her.

If the soul is sold to fate, it is like a glutton.

Twelve, some people just talk nonstop and don't care about perfunctory ingredients.

Thirteen, in fact, the life of a group is also good, and finally I have time to love myself freely.

Fourteen, when you really want to forget a group, that group has been engraved in your heart.

15. Whose little smile disappears in whose field of vision? Who knows happiness at present?

Sixteen years old. I count the days when I can't be with you.

17. Xiaoxi said that she saw the bright sunshine shining on the mountain. I just smiled at her, and didn't say that I saw the whole sad outline pressed against the abrupt green shadows of the mountains.

Eighteen, we said forever, now it's just a joke.

Nineteen, he always kills dramas just to scare people who care about you, but about others, it will only be a farce.

I thought I could bridge the gap between her and you, but suddenly I found it was just me.

Talk about the mood of a group.

First, I indulge myself and you are free.

Second, the love you gave me makes me smell bumpy, and I can live with only oxygen. Now, because of lack of oxygen at the end of the season, I feel very painful. The happiness we agreed together was once abandoned in the arms of long-distance love, smelling the fragrance of love and lying on the grass where love walked. Tears annihilated my nostalgia and forgot the so-called unforgettable past.

Third, I used to think that love is beautiful. For the foreseeable future happiness, I abandoned everything and tried to care for it. Now, I just want to live a little more complicated, look at the world coldly and leave everything in my memory.

Fourth, the Buddha said: Persistence is the samsara in the sea of life. Where is my insistence? Can you wait until you turn around and stare?

A young child is a real angel, and his kindness is pitiful. He will learn to hold his head high, just to prevent tears from falling from his eyes. Although he is hurt, he will pretend to be strong and smile, and then tell you: I am fine, really fine.

Six, some people know that falling in love will hurt, or love. We have been doing this, loving and hurting at the same time. Think about it carefully, a lot of love, who is not injured while growing up.

7. The best mentality in love is: All my efforts are one why not and never mention it. I would appreciate it if you could repay me. If you are indifferent, I will not be disheartened. Until one day I don't want to love you so much, then let's say goodbye and be happy.

Eight, the only thing in the world that will get better and better with the passage of time, just remember.

9. Sato Wenxiong: The life you talk about is your life. Therefore, we must say something positive and gradually turn what we have said into an ideal.

Ten, social tired, because every group is trying to show the qualities I don't actually have.

Eleven, a certain day, a certain time, if I can still remember, it is just a vague scenery, is the pain I can't remember. Looking forward and backward, in the vast universe, how can I have a reference, find the direction before and after, and suddenly look back, without any surprise and anger, the direction has become unfrozen words, and I can knock on the keyboard at will. If the years are still there, it will continue to fluctuate in these years.

Twelve, this life, you don't have to wander in this life in the boundless sea, you don't have to wait at the end of the world, because that wandering and waiting has been tortured into ruins and fell into reincarnation.

Thirteen, some people live in memory, unforgettable; Some people live nearby, but far away. The world is very big, even strangers who pass by have a faint fate when they meet, so the fate is you, and I cherish it; If you go, I will let you go.

14. A smile from a beautiful woman can't compare with the fleeting time. Whose meekness is scattered all over the floor and can't pass through your fingers.

Fifteen, old girls must remember: there is an ideal girl, and success will not abandon her; For girls who love life, life will also be full of sunshine and fresh air. In the vast sea of people, as a young girl in her twenties, you must find something that can make your feet stand firmly on the ground. This thing is your great future and goal in life.

Sixteen, from now on, just a person, guarding my loneliness, unloading all the burdens, stumbling forward, waiting for the next happy reincarnation.

Seventeen, when you think that I want to live better than him, I want to be happier than him is your favorite revenge for him, you have lost miserably. You still haven't put it down. You're still fighting. Too much concern will only increase the pain. Nothing in this world will always belong to you except yourself. The competition of virtual opponents can let you vent your anger temporarily. When the anger passes, the discouraged ball thrown in the corner is you.

Eighteen, flower farmers said that almost all white flowers are very fragrant, and the more brightly colored flowers are, the less fragrant they are. In fact, people are the same. The simpler people are, the more fragrant they are.

Nineteen, when a group, learn to be alone; Learn to get along when you are in two groups.

Twenty, master memories: in retrospect, heartache.

Twenty-one, night is night after all, and you can't escape the baptism of loneliness. Is it night, lonely and sad, or sad and feel the desolation of night? How can I make it clear? I'm just an ordinary person. I have confused feelings, and I can't give up. Cutting from time to time seems to be more chaotic.

Twenty-two, a group of busy, a group of tired, a group of annoying, a group of understanding.

On the day you left, I decided not to shed tears, but to face the wind and not blink.

Twenty-four, unite as one, wait for a lifetime. One regiment, one city, a lifetime of love. A group travels on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs, until one day, you meet a group, you fall in love, and finally understand that all search has a process. It used to be the end of the world, but now it's just the end of the world.

Twenty-five, the Millennium dream has awakened, and the heart has no return. The dust of the past has passed away to Mo Wen, and the fate of several cycles has been hard to violate since ancient times. I have been sighing and complaining for a long time, and I have been buried in tears all my life.