Empty talk.

1, the same separation, those wandering days, accompanied by loneliness. A person, alone, holds up a sky of his own, struggles for his dreams, and rushes for that heavy commitment. As time goes by, the mature heart gradually becomes indifferent, but the loneliness and loss are unimaginable.

Maybe you won't know how important I am to you until I forget, give up and leave. Tired of crying, I was silent, cold and gave up. Time passed, but I missed it again. I can't let go, I can't forget, I can't quit, I can't live without you.

What I fear most is the person I always think is very important, but the most important person for him is not me. Some people say that insomnia is because you are busy in other people's dreams. Many things can only be understood by personal experience, just like emotions: if you miss it and regret it, you will know that life does not need so much unnecessary persistence.

You should know that there are many things in the world, the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. You have tried to believe the result like a fool. Those promises and agreements are out of date, no matter how much you cherish their shelf life, they are limited to that time, but when you say it clearly, you are so sincere.

Standing at the crossroads of time, I look back frequently, and my heart is full of acacia and tears. If you love deeply, you will be lonely; if you love strongly, you will mourn. It picks up the fallen flowers on the ground and scatters them in the dust. In the fleeting time, that old song is still singing, still washing away the inner rhythm, and the song is filled with indelible bits and pieces.

In the fleeting memory, everyone's life is just a drop in the ocean, but it carries too many feelings that have to be separated. We are far apart and have deep feelings. It is also a pity to miss them. It is a pity to sigh when youth is gone.

8. Flowers bloom and fall, how many lives are being interpreted, how many stories are witnessed, and how many protagonists have changed in Qiu Lai in spring. This is just an outdated story about people. Whether there is a period and where this period falls is unknown.

9. How many times have you made up your mind to love the world of mortals? It was your casual appearance that made me wander at the crossroads, waiting for you to turn around and hold your hand. But you really left me, leaving me alone after dusk, lonely and empty. I can't find the intersection waiting for you, but I really waited for you for a long time.

10, life is too short to care too much about life. Where is the glory of life? Wake up in the morning with a bright face and a smile to welcome the future. At noon, glory is on your waist, and you live straight in the present. At night, glory is at your feet. Be yourself in a down-to-earth manner.

1 1, I'm here, leaning on you wearily, telling the immediate utility, trivial things in life, fruitless love, lost myself, unbearable burden. Stroking the fallen leaves, I gently wiped the tears from the eyes of the birch tree, letting the years dry and turning away.

12, no matter how beautiful the promise is, it's just listening, don't be serious. Some people clearly love each other, but they hurt each other. It is because we love each other that we have so many persistence, expectations and demands. They always want to be what I think, so it is inevitable that they will be disappointed, cry, resent and gradually stop loving.

13, sprinkle affection, spread the beauty of wine in winter night, and make it a sleepless acacia tonight. Loneliness is thin, the breeze is unintentional, and the bright moon is ruthless. Plain handwriting, hanging down from the time of Dan Qing, feels like writing without words, leaving a message from a beautiful woman and feeling speechless.

14, life is too long, you are just a landscape! There are countless intersections in life, and different people are waiting at each intersection. However, at countless intersections, you can only choose one intersection, and you are bound to miss the waiters at other intersections. At that time, I would be afraid of missing the right person, meeting the wrong person and going the wrong way.

15, he waved his sleeves and said sadly, you didn't do anything wrong, it was my fault. You really didn't do anything wrong I don't love you. This is my fault. What do you care? If you must say that you did something wrong, then your only mistake is that you didn't love me first.

16, crying, I can't vent my emotions, I can't show my wounds, I can't heal my wounds, so I cried, and I found that I lost myself in love and only got my incompetence. Pain, I can't say it, like a hole in my heart. I've had enough of fools who can't see the end, can't heal, and can only cry.

17, I don't know when, I fell in love with the night, lonely lights, thin shadows, mixed with a cup of tea full of world flavor, and I hugged my left and right, and delivered my heart. So, so, like a lotus heart, can you understand? If I know, can I fall asleep in a warm hug tonight?

18, in the end, it seems that only one person is suffering everything, no one is listening, and there is no way to talk. The years flowing at the fingertips, through the boundless wind and smoke in the world, quietly disappeared in loneliness, and came one after another with hazy feelings. The quiet humidity wrapped in cool melancholy made me sad.

19, how many past events, such as fireworks and waves, both happiness and pain, have drifted in the night sky and disappeared in the distance. There are always some wonderful plots that can only be chewed by one person; There are always some sad cracks that can only be repaired by one person.

20. There are dreams in the fleeting time, and there are thoughts in the world. That year, I pursued and waited, forgetting the pain when I missed you. The seasonal wind is very strong, and the dry sadness is blown dry in an instant. Leaves fall on the ground, you chase me, I chase you, and play in the unexpected wind, just like us at that time, despair, despair.

2 1. In fact, there is always someone in everyone's heart who has been hiding all his life. Maybe this person will never know. Nevertheless, this person will never be replaced by anyone. And that person is like a scar that will never heal. Whenever it is gently lifted or touched, it hurts faintly.

22. We have been walking. I know that one day, we will be strangers, forget each other and disappear from each other's world. Being with you for a long time, only your lover was born. When you see the world for the last time, will our memories come to you?

23. I used to think that if I loved you with all my strength, I would get your favor and get more attention and response. But I was wrong! All wet! It turns out that everything is my wishful thinking, and everything is my amorous feelings since since the enlightenment. You came in such a hurry and left in such a hurry.

24. Like a storm, it took away that simple friendship and turned the once romantic party into nothing to say now. For fear of injury, I still put you in the weakest place in my heart, but I didn't expect that breathing would have your breath. I didn't expect it to hurt when I touched it, and it hurt to suffocate in the bones.

25. If there is wind outside the window at this time, I will have a reason to fly. You know the sadness and happiness accumulated in my heart, so I am free, but you don't, so I have fallen. The fate of wings is to face the wind, my love. When you are tired of traveling in the world, I will meet you at the end of the world.

26. I don't want to miss you in my life, okay? I am afraid of cold, but I am fascinated by snow; Fear of the dark, but love the night; Fear of pain, but let yourself be scarred; I hate excitement, but I am afraid of loneliness. I love you, but I'm afraid you will turn away one day. I like happiness, but I still shed sad tears for you.

27, this relationship, for you, is just a lingering fragrance on the sleeve, but for me, it is too lonely and unacceptable. Take care of the world, who is waiting for the old? Ironically, whose insistence? Whose reincarnation was abandoned? How many causes and effects must be planted in previous lives in exchange for an encounter in this life?

28. Youth, like glass, becomes fragile after suffering, betrayal, lies and many anxieties. Once we all guarded a promise. Even though everything is changing, we still believe in it. Just like those people who once agreed to live together for a lifetime, they are scattered all over the world.

29, lovelorn, like an hourglass, and tears and heartache are trickling sand. Every time I miss it, it will cause a splash. You can't help but go to the old place of dating and look for familiar figures; Similar figures in the street will make you feel scared.

30. I just can't let go. Although love is heavy, it is not boring. Happiness is accompanied by pain, and the feeling of happiness arises spontaneously. Everything is in my mind. The road of life, perhaps with these experiences, will add a lot of sadness.

A lovesickness, a concern.

In every dead of night, I am used to listening to my favorite songs and thinking quietly.

Missing is a beautiful loneliness, and loneliness will be especially beautiful as long as it is missed.

A little frown from you or a smile from the corner of your mouth were put into my file, into the folder of memories, and the password to love you for life was added.

"Do you know what it feels like to miss someone?" "It's like drinking a large glass of ice water, and then it takes a long time to turn into tears."

The fleeting moment only took away that moment, but it will never take away my memory of you.

Care also has a name, called self-stabbing.

I can't resist the yearning that comes from all over the mountains in the middle of the night.

When I miss you, I force myself to drink a whole bottle of wine, put myself down and stop thinking about you, but after I wake up, I think your dream continues.

I have been waiting for someone, waiting for someone to turn around, waiting for a smile, and finally waiting for me to lose my smile. I am tired of crying, I am silent, I want to abandon it, I am cold, but I still miss you after that moment.

Delete the words line by line and send you the last sentence "hmm" It doesn't matter. Not all emotions should be told to you, such as my unhappiness, such as I miss you so much.

I miss you romantic and sweet, and my thoughts are hazy into a little hope; Miss you is a warm melody, friendship rings in my heart, picturesque love, in my dream, I will try my best to give you happiness!

People often suppress their nostalgia and think it is a victory.

I really want to see you. I can stand far away.

I really miss you, whether you have a date or we don't contact. My heart really hurts to think of you, and I really want to cry to think of you. I just saw a lot of your photos when I was sorting out the album, and I deleted some of them. When I deleted them, I was as upset as if I had been gouged out. It hurts the same, alas.

When will this water stop and this love end? I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it.

The silent night adds a sense of loneliness.

First, it is wrong for others to intervene in emotional things, such as drinking water, which is very understandable. -Jiao Jiao is a gentleman's promise.

Second, the more I forget, the more I can't erase my deep thoughts, the more I am entangled in the edge of love and non-love, and it is difficult to get rid of the harm of love.

Third, the original meaning of travel is to meet some people and say goodbye to them.

Fourth, loneliness is just a person and a heart. This heart is empty and quiet.

At this time, I hope to get a greeting from you, a hug, and hold my cold little hand with your big hand. I don't need much, but you can't give it to me. Your promises and vows have long been made in blowing in the wind.

Six, unspeakable stumbling, countless obstacles. Only the rain at night, who can accompany loneliness? Once I didn't recognize the song, but I accidentally broke into the dusty photo album and met you in the most remote corner in a panic. There is no room for a few words, and I have returned to the past that I can't remember.

In this absurd process from birth to death, we only lived for one day. If there is love on this day, it is forever.

Eight, one is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs.

Nine, in fact, I have been waiting for you. When you lean on my shoulder and tell me, will there be a day when your tenderness belongs to me? I won't make you sad or cry again!

10. Even if you leave, don't express it in this way. Is your world and my appearance a mistake, or did you meet someone you don't love in a beautiful time?

Please don't doubt that I really loved you, so please forget me now.

At that moment in tear drops, I knew I still loved you.

Thirteen, I hope that one day, you pay a sincere heart, but you are abandoned, crazy about love, and your body and mind are full of holes. -"Phoenix Prison Phoenix"

Sometimes, love is also a kind of injury. Cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind people choose to hurt themselves.

Fifteen, love is empty, and a person is wandering in the street; My heart is empty, and I am lonely at home; People walk empty, let the past go with the wind; People leave tea cool, and you and I are no longer forced.

Sixteen, no matter day or night, I can't help loving you; No matter how stormy it is, I will accompany you every day; No matter how many grievances there are, I say I'm sorry. Why, lose you!

In fact, there is no such thing as empathy. People don't know how painful it is to prick themselves with a needle. -Canoe "Stars in the Deep Sea"

Eighteen, a gust of wind blowing in the sky, people can't tell whether it is cold or warm. There may be no need to know so much about this situation and mood. It may not matter whether the weather is cold or hot. Being able to look down on all the grievances in the world, treat death as death, and be indifferent to the joys and sorrows of life should be what all dreamers need most.

Nineteen, I can feel your heartache. You have unspeakable helplessness ... but you act as if you don't care. The more you do this, the worse I feel. Some people's wounds heal slowly in time, such as me, and some people's wounds rot slowly in time, such as him. -Gu Man "Why Shengxiao Mo"

Twenty, tears are the taste of I miss you, and my heart can't be taken back. If memory is the only answer, I will never forget that I was beautiful.

Twenty-one, the silent night adds a loneliness, a loneliness!

I have traveled a long way, met many people and heard too much pain.

Twenty-three, the afternoon air is warm, and I can't hear clearly what is singing on the radio, because I am laughing silly and thinking of our time together.

Twenty-four, you turned away, holding flowers on this day? Or are you remembering the past? Things have changed, and I only have one sentence to wish you happiness.

Let me forget you slowly, like the sun evaporating in the morning dew. A clean mind can no longer bear the thorns of missing. Memory belongs to life. Who can erase it easily I can only hide all this.

Twenty-six, loneliness is different from loneliness, loneliness is thoughtful. It was a cool night, a warm blooming epiphyllum, fragrant and melancholy alone, but it could not stop the beauty that brought the soul into the heart.

Twenty-seven, the heart is so cold, the dream is full of tears, and the heartbroken person is lost. How many people can be happy when the wind of love blows? Others on this road are too cold and cruel, and I am the only one left. I walked too much alone, and my tears kept turning. Who can save my love for me?

Twenty-eight, you give me the stars on the ground, and I give you the snow in your palm. -Tonghua "Song in the Cloud"

A kind of lovesickness and a kind of nostalgia.

It's getting dark and the night is becoming more and more obvious. The birch leaves outside the window are swaying in the wind, so I can't tell the direction of the leaves. Whether it's east or west, whether it's me or him. How I want to pray for unscrupulous wind, wind, can you stop for a while, let me see the direction of the leaf, see if it is as I imagined, and see if it has its own ideas.

In the early morning of summer, birds spread their wings in front of branches and talked to each other with unabashed eyes. Their voices wake up sleepy people like alarm clocks, and they have to walk a long way. In the summer afternoon, frogs with new limbs sang intoxicating songs endlessly by the pond, never feeling too tired and not knowing whether what they did was right or wrong; On a summer night, a cool breeze blew on my hair, and my restless heart calmed down. I think of you in the distance, and it seems difficult to sleep. Your figure floats in my mind. I really want to ask you face to face: honey, are you okay?

I will always dream of your face, always hear broken words and always think of your figure.

It is your cold and amiable face that is deeply hidden in my heart and has become eternity in my life. It is said that time can change everything and forget everything, but your face is lingering in my mind. Maybe thinking about the day and dreaming at night. No matter in the cold wind, in the continuous spring rain, or at night when the moon hangs on the treetops, you will always go through that window and brush the window lattice in the dark, bright, quiet or noisy night sky, and throw yourself into my dream, where you will always see your innocent smiling face. Those charming eyes and clear fundus seem to be wasting water, and there is no trace of anxiety. Bright eyes shine on my heart like stars in the sky; Clear eyes are like a pair of round mirrors, reflecting my figure. How I want to follow those stars and light up my life; How I want to, my figure has caught your eye, and I have been walking with your eyes. Look at your eyebrows again, as if they had been cut with a comb, so neat. I will never forget your glittering skin and red eyes. What's more special is the little black hemorrhoid next to your eyes. How beautiful it is against those eyes. Otherwise, you will always be an oblique bangs. Liu Hai brushed her brow lightly, and when she smiled, she was shaking gently. How happy I was when I saw your face.

It is too many words that make me think too much and lose my way forward. I always feel that I have been at a crossroads with dim lights, and it is difficult to choose my own path. How I want to hear your voice, what you say in my ear, and how I want to see your lips open and close. Dear you, can you give me a perfect answer? Whether you can keep me from wandering at the crossroads, whether you can accompany me through this difficult life path, as long as it is the direction you guide, your company, even if it is wrong, even if it is an impassable alley, I will choose without regrets. Because of you, as long as I can be with you, even if there are more thorns on the road, I am not afraid of any bitterness and pain.

There are too many figures by the lake, in the park, in the downtown and beside the highway, which always makes me think about your appearance involuntarily. How are you doing? How I wish I could walk to Wan Li where you are. Someone always says: If you like someone, you will definitely like where that person is. I quite agree with this sentence, which is deeply imprinted in my mind. How I want to see that beautiful place, how I want to come to your side, how I want to tell you my endless love and eternal concern for you. I really want to be with you, always accompany you without regrets, hold your small and exquisite hand, let the fragrance in your sleeve intoxicate my life, go to see flowers, the sea and the colorful market with you. Let's peek at dancing butterflies and bees; Let's pursue the happiness of diving water eagle crossing the sea; Let's experience the noise in the market. Dear, let me accompany you and travel to every corner of the city where you live.

A kind of lovesickness and a kind of nostalgia. A thousand words, it is difficult to tell my feelings for you.

I really want to tell you that you are the eternal expectation in my life, you are the lingering happiness in my memory, and you are the eternal acacia in my heart. Forever and ever, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. I want to tell you that my heart for you will remain unchanged even though the ages are old and the seas are dry and the rocks are rotten.