Beautiful short sentences with a lot of emotions in the evening

1. A sentence describing the sadness at night 1. Everyone has such a story in his heart. If he can't tell it, he can only let those people tell it to himself in the middle of the night.

I just want to be your moon and accompany you at night, not your sun, because the sun will hurt you.

It was a quiet night, and the coldness in my heart made me feel a lot. I meditate on the past buried in my heart and miss it.

4, miss that kind of pain, will crouch in every silent night, will take advantage of people unprepared to run out and crouch you.

If one day I find that I have lost you, I will travel all over the world to find you. You must stand where I can see you.

6. I am used to the slow speed of Binhai Avenue at night, and I am used to this time, thinking about the existence of another soul.

7. jilt is a fragile person, easily sentimental. I have always said that this is fate, and I don't want to change anything. I know I will understand one day.

I face my night alone, but how can I be complete without you? I face your night, how can it be a dream without you?

9, a little lonely, I don't know how to say, let it die in silence, I left, in fact, it has never been here, but my heart is particularly soft at night.

2. The sad mood at night has the connotation of 1, and the lights are dim. Look up at the sky, bit by bit. I smiled bitterly. How could such a weak light be worth the annihilation of the night?

The night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain it caused me.

I missed the reincarnation for that time, but I didn't wait for you after all.

You don't love me, do you? I don't mean to blame you, but I love you.

Since the light in the dark can't drive away my inner loneliness, let the breeze in the dark take its place!

6. May I be like a star, like the moon, and shine every night.

7, love, sticky, shallow, not good?

8. I love the night, because in that hazy shadow, the loneliness of love is looming.

9, the night, mercilessly enveloped the whole city, but also gradually spread to my world.

10, which is obviously our story, has given others a happy ending.

1 1. I pour out my heart to people and things. Finally, I only touched myself.

12 you see, that kind of sad love also has sad beauty: from I love you to I'm sorry.

Tolerance is the lamp under your feet and the lamp on the road. Tolerance is charcoal in the snow and umbrella in the rain; Tolerance is a fountain in the desert and a beacon for night navigation. Forgive yourself and be happy all your life.

Life is like the sea, tolerance is a boat, rowing in the sea, you know the width of the sea; Life is like a song. Tolerance is a song. Only by singing with it can you know that life is sweet. Only with tolerance and love can we be happy every day.

The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

In this world, it is impossible to be proud of the spring breeze and everything goes well. To be open-minded in the face of setbacks, to be as wise as a fool, and to maintain a calm and peaceful attitude is to understand the generosity of life.

If a person wants to maintain a healthy mentality, he needs to sublimate his spirit, cultivate his morality, save his strength and be humorous and optimistic. As Marx said: "A good mood can relieve mental fatigue and pain more than ten good medicines."

Her sweet smile flows through my heart like a clear spring. Joy flooded into her heart, and her heart seemed to ripple in the spring. That heart is too happy to hold the joy like honey.

In his heart, he is as light as a burden. Her face is full of joy, and her round bright eyes are like two small lanterns.

When I plunged into the dusty pile of books, my joy was beyond words.

My heart is full of flowers, my eyes are smiling, I smile from ear to ear, and the spring breeze is intoxicating. Flowers are smiling at me, my heart is flying, and the sunshine pushes your smiling face away. I sing softly in my heart, and my steps are raised gently. Love is the wind gently kissing my face, lying in the tenderness of the night, calling my love with dreams and telling a happy story with joy. You touch the happy strings in my heart and make my thoughts dance. There is a bright and happy spark in my heart! It seems that there is a sweet and cool wind blowing through my heart!

4. I am afraid of loneliness and darkness about the sentence of crying late at night when I am in a bad mood and listening to the melody. Accompany yourself with music

Look up, the stars are still there. And I am under this starry sky, counting the yellow leaves that float into my dreams.

Standing in this position for the last time, looking at the past, thinking about the future, quietly sinking.

The sky is not white, the night is still early, and flowers are everywhere. At that glance, who knows whose happy face? Whose smile buried whose sadness?

I was shocked and heartbroken, the dust settled, and my dream was hard to come back. I recall the past and look back.

Night, cool. Love is far away. Don't wait for the cold night, love and cherish from afar.

Wounded, still so beautiful, night, still so cold. We are still us, but love has quietly gone. There is no turning back.

5. At night, when the sad and lost emotional statement strikes, I can't see myself clearly, and I can't see the direction clearly, but the road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi.

Where should I go? The long-simmering past suddenly reminded me. Will be inexplicably sad, perhaps, more lost and embarrassed.

Every step, there is too much sadness. I don't remember when I lost my smile and my complicated thoughts. I am no longer piously pursuing a bright tomorrow. Is it fate? I never believed in fate, but I walked so far proudly that I suddenly looked back and found it was so unbearable. At this moment, I buried my head and bowed my head to accept the verdict of fate.

The night is deep and quiet! Quiet can only hear your own breathing and heartbreaking voice! Tossing and turning is hard to sleep. Who is this idea because of? A casual remark or a small misunderstanding, but why do I care so much? My heart hurts.

When you didn't walk into my heart, every time I heard the words written in some songs, they were so ridiculous and difficult to understand. But now I finally understand. I understand the feeling of pain.

.. it turns out that it can really make people breathe hard. I understand that missing is a taste.

It turns out that it can really make people toss and turn ... in this faint year, fingers are fleeting.

The night is quiet and deep. 1At the end of October, I was still wandering in sad words.

At the end of October, the air was filled with sadness. If a person spends too long, he likes to enjoy loneliness and read the loneliness at night.

In such a silent night, quietly listening to this stirring music, over and over again, seems to be poisoned, hopeless ... like a person, stay alone quietly, and don't want to talk to anyone. Listen to a tune, drink a cup of boiled water and hold a notebook.

Occasionally with the closest XXXX, sometimes relatively speechless. Honey, I've always been lonely.

Loneliness has become a habit. Shallow loneliness, faint feelings.

This habit has followed me for many years. I am always glad that I can still have a simple heart and a soft, kind and grateful heart in this troubled and gloomy society.

Accept it if you are satisfied! .