Suitable for late hair. Talk about friends circle and mood phrases.

1, a love, withering with the years, a curtain of sorrow, falling with the flowers. Who will explain these words? Who salutes the fallen flowers? Recalling the past, turning around and looking back, you and I will touch a touch of red. Now, without separation, you and I are both convenient, but the love in life, touched by gray, how many memories lingered in the years and finally disappeared; 20. How many thoughts have become clouds; How much hair will turn white.

2, time is as sharp as a blade, too late to sigh, a piece of dust, smart as the wind in half a volume of troubles, no need to compile a Chinese article, use time to damage the manuscript. If I say that I only like a half-warm heart and don't follow past photos, no matter the vicissitudes of life, I only hope that when I think of someone, my face will open, and all the bright smiles will be there in the wind, in the dream and in the alternation of the four seasons.

3, flashy past, writing their own different endings. I forgot, I'm on my way. Constantly use words to express their confession, record after record, and rush by, time has long forgotten each other's appearance. I have fantasized for countless times whether I can calmly say long time no see at the moment we meet. Is there a person who you have said for countless times to give up, but still can't bear it?

4. Give yourself a direction, even if it will never happen. Give yourself a belief and don't be afraid to panic along the way. Nothing can stop a man from going his own way.

5. The misty moisture dyed every corner red, like a red and green picture scroll, with the heart of a star, and Tao Yuanming's infatuation when he held the strings without strings. With the meridians, he was exiled in the declining years.

6. I can't catch anything in my hand. Letting go of your hand is a relief. Whether they are caught or disappear, those things will not disappear.

Talk about friends and positive energy at night.

7. Life is a wonderful journey, on a train with no return trip. Share your experience with old and new people! Perhaps this is an irresistible fate of a person. You, me and him.

8. On the stage of love, I put my heart on you. You left, but you can't go back.

9. Anyway, ask yourself, is it really my responsibility to change others? Is this respect for them? What kind of answer will you get?

10, books are like handfuls of vegetables, filled with the nutrition of our knowledge; Books are like a ladder, leading us into the temple of knowledge; 40, books are like a bright light, let us climb the peak of science; Books are like a drop of sea water, which brings us into the ocean of knowledge.

1 1. A perfect person, in a sense, is a poor person. He will never know what it's like to pursue one thing and expect one thing. You can pursue perfection, but you don't have to be perfect.

12, I like it when it blooms; Give up when you're done. I was full of joy on the road with you because of the scenery, not because of you. The fate that everyone faces is just a small dust, which is too fragile to withstand a gust of wind; Worried about life, some things are pessimistic, not necessarily a bad thing; After the vicissitudes of life, you will understand that all the prosperity is just a cloud.

Talk about friends and positive energy at night.

13. Time and the bell buried yesterday. Dark clouds swept away the sun. Will sunflowers turn to us? Good Night!

14, if we meet again in this life, even if we are displaced for thousands of years, we are all willing.

15, I have been looking for half a spring, but when you smile, it is there.

16, bid farewell to youth, accompanied by joy, or friends leave their arms and look at the campus, only the sadness of youth.

17, lonely and prosperous, buried the end of the world, scattered armor.

18, in the quiet night, read poems of Tang poetry and Song poetry, enjoy classical literature books, and read the author's soul language between the lines. Time is like running water, years are like poetry, wandering in words, fragrant in ancient times, and the picture scroll is full of fragrance. Words surge in my heart like spring. Listen to them quietly, just like a melodious serenade, echoing the beautiful night of the years!