Tell me about those who especially like black clothes.

1, are you walking in the dark, or are you accidentally in the dark? Can you touch the light of the soul after venting? Although it can't illuminate the whole darkness, it can ignite your confidence and illuminate your heart with a faint light!

2, only love black, white is just a foil, highlighting the unique beauty of black, lonely and silent, super like it.

I like black fairy tales because they are reality. It can keep me from falling into beautiful fantasies.

4, black, is the most desperate color, it always gives people a suffocating sense of oppression, so that you are at a loss.

5. I stand on the edge of darkness and silently look at your companion picture. At that moment, I slowly stretched out my waiting hand to touch it, but was blocked by the transparent film. I called again and could only fall into darkness and gradually swallow it until it was completely missing and degraded.

6, black trench coat and darkness together, as if boundless darkness is just the corner of men's clothes.

7. Light is only a short moment, and darkness is eternal, but it is this short moment of light that gives birth to life and hope. Therefore, although we all come from darkness, we are destined to follow the light with this life.

8, lightning and thunder, describe the involuntary fate, so that the whole night quickly collapsed. At that time, the scene was dark and pale, and the crying ghost had nowhere to escape and his soul was stiff. The horizon collapsed, and fuzzy white spots and huge overlapping shadows tore the night in despair.

9. Black, the purest color, symbolizes the dawn.

10, the first ray of darkness in the evening ruined the time of the whole world. After all, darkness arrival, time passes.

1 1. One night, a man was on the road when a ghost light flashed overhead and he heard a terrible scream.

12, the night is like a blooming queen of the night, the stars are shining, and the light is like tears that have solidified for thousands of years, flashing the luster of glass. The sand in Manchuria rolled with the night and flew into the sky.

13, you are a black sun, hanging high on my roof. My world is not a seven-color sun, only a group of black lines, tirelessly dying.

14, don't let darkness fill your eyes. Even if we can't change the reality, the sun has sunspots, but darkness can only exist in a few small corners, and the sun will eventually occupy the whole sky.