A sad sentence about losing a lover

Not choosing is also a choice.

Your space, why should I be lonely with loneliness.

The furthest distance in the world is when I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you. The furthest distance in the world is to be obsessed with love, but you can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is that I miss you deeply, but I can only bury it in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is that before we meet, we are doomed to be unable to meet. The furthest distance in the world is the distance between a fish and a bird. One is in the sky, and the other is deep under the sea.

Time, starting from zero. The story can't end at the end.

It is a smile that can make me cry and exchange my life.

The grievances that can be said are not grievances; A lover who can be taken away is not a lover.

After the pain, I won't feel pain, and some will only be a cold heart.

Only after we lost it did we find that we were not from the same world.

Back to the original time. How strong you were then.

When I met you, I was still a blank sheet of paper. As soon as you wrote the first word on the paper, I gave my whole life's affection, and there was a wave in my heart. But I know that the waves are always calm.

Everything is so lost in the days without you. I broke up. What else can I say?

Breaking up is not terrible, but I am afraid that I will never let go.

I can't bear to wave, because this is farewell; I dare not think about shaking hands, because I don't know when to wait.

Right and wrong have passed, although you are no longer stubborn, I am no longer a wandering me. Therefore, we still have to pass by with the deepest attachment.

Dry your tears! Be grateful, because we have formed a sacred alliance to worship love. For the sake of sweet and pure love, we can endure all pains and misfortunes, parting and poverty.

There is a spring breeze in the small building, and the branches are spreading everywhere, remembering parting, folding willows to bid farewell, and pledging eternal love. A few autumn and winter, geese come and go in a hurry. When can you come back from your career, drink freely and dream again?

Sunset sends you on the road, wind sends you on a long journey, leaving behind rosy clouds and night sky. When will you come back, at the window under the moon?

Last night, the moon was hazy, and I quietly sent you on a long trip. From then on, a tearful little star appeared on the horizon.

I know, our breakup hit you hard. I don't know how to comfort you, but it has happened. I hope you can let go of the knot in your heart and give you a new starting point in my life. There is a cloud: good reunion. ?

Color is empty, and empty is color; The heart is a Buddhist temple. From the side, what are your plans? Happy every day and enjoy every minute of nature!

After three years at sea, don't send paper books between clouds.

Don't be together all the time, don't swear, just remember that moonlit night, just remember that hour, and that affectionate kiss.

When you left, you left that sentence. In my calm heart lake, dazzling ripples and mysterious dreams appeared. A sad sentence of lovers leaving.

How many stories you and I have heard in a hurry, and how many indelible memories there are in the vicissitudes of life, the real' future' will tell you more truth and make the past stories fade.

The vast sea of people instantly brings you and me together and takes us away, but our hearts will always know each other and understand each other.

No matter how long I leave you, I always hope that in an instant, you will appear in front of me

Men have cigarettes and beer, and they have stories. If a woman has money and looks, there will be tragedy!

The man cried because he really loved; The woman cried because she really gave up.

Several falling flowers and rain flooded the season of love. The dream of spring always stays behind and cannot be erased. This wrong life tore up that persistent belief and was scarred.

In fact, I can't wait to be a moth and pounce on your flashing heart lamp.

I obviously like you, but I have to pretend to joke with you and others.

The so-called fate is the reason when love succeeds and the excuse when it fails; The so-called wedding is that lovers get married? Family? Ceremony; The so-called breakup is something that a woman may not be able to do once she says it a hundred times, but a man can do it once.

Your face gradually became clear in my dream. I look forward to meeting my heart. I really don't want to miss you. ;