Talk about what appears.

First of all, the greatest act of unrequited love is realization. You don't love me, but I help you. A true secret love is a lifelong career, and I won't give up because he is far away from you. Without this feeling, don't fall in love easily.

Second, don't appear, don't disturb, it is the last way for me to love you.

Third, is there such a person, a landscape, that you have said countless times that you want to give up, but you still can't bear to part with it?

Fourthly, loneliness is a noun with no clear answer, a manifestation of various emotions, and a lot of things that a person must face. The loneliness we are experiencing is called confusion. After those loneliness, we call it growth. -Liu Tong "Your loneliness, although defeated, is glorious."

We finally came to the age of our dreams, only to find that some people were engaged, some got married, some went abroad, some lived smoothly, some stuck to their dreams, and some did nothing. The blue sky when they graduated has long since disappeared, and the person who asked you to walk into the future together on the playground has long since disappeared. Looking at the sky outside the window, it suddenly darkened, feeling like our youth, and suddenly it was gone.

Six, some people, some things, lost and never come back, blame themselves for not cherishing.

Seven, a person can only be himself when he is lonely. Whoever doesn't love solitude doesn't love freedom, because a person is truly free only when he is alone. -Schopenhauer

8. Later, I heard that you have a new lover. From then on, my hero fought for another girl, so it's better to say goodbye with affection. It is better to laugh and have no regrets about this life, just love, I will accompany you here.

Nine, the road is destined to be long, but if you wait blindly, you will never reach the end. -White Newsweek

Ten, the first rule of delaying the development of youth in old age is to avoid all emotional troubles. -Lin Yutang's Biography of Su Dongpo

I can only look at you from a distance. In this age of deliberate laughter, unrequited love is just a secret.

Twelve, forget, so cold, absolutely, but the most lovesick.

Thirteen, don't think too great of yourself, you know, in other people's world, no matter how well you do, you are only a supporting role.

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

15. I always thought that happiness was in the distance, in the future I could pursue. Later, it was discovered that those hugs, handshakes, singing, tears, love, and so-called once were all happiness.

Sixteen, unrequited love, is a person writing two stories.

17. Your appearance has disturbed my world!

18. Disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness, and it is only because of expectation that disappointment will occur. Because there is love, there will be expectations, so even disappointment is a kind of happiness, although this happiness is a bit painful.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to have a crush on me.

Twenty, waiting may not be easy; It's easy to get hurt.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to have a crush on me.

22. It's a pity that wolves stop barking when they meet tigers. Only ignorant newborn calves will shout loudly. Criticism shouted out because of ignorance is the most powerless and naive.

Twenty-three, sometimes, I accidentally know something, only to find that what I care about is so ridiculous.

24. A learned man has been saying what others have said all his life, but a genius can say what he has said. Even if he only said one word in his life, it was unprecedented, and there was no one to come after him, so he couldn't say it. This is the boundary between the two. -Zhou's "Man and Eternity"

I admit that I am shorter than you, but if you laugh at me for it, I will cut off your head to level the gap between us. -Napoleon

Twenty-six, once thought that sadness would shed a lot of tears; It turns out that the real sadness is that I can't shed a tear.

Twenty-seven, I'm not really used to refusing, but I'm afraid that once I hold hands and return to a person, I can't stand that kind of loneliness and sadness. If I don't, I'm not afraid to lose.

Twenty-eight, everyone remembers the happiest time and the most painful time.

I still believe in the value of hard work and the meaning of struggle. I still believe that God helps those who help themselves. I still believe that even if I can't give the result, there will be a wonderful process.

Thirty, when two people are together, one person will always get hurt. It is better to learn to forget than to immerse yourself in pain. It may be difficult, but time will prove that all love will never disappear.

Thirty-one, people who are easily unmoved, once excited, will crack and collapse, burn themselves into a pile of ashes, and those who fall in love with him will also be barbecued by this fire. -Mo Yan, our Jing Ke

32. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that the things you have tried so hard to forget are really gone.

I don't know where to put you, so you have confidence in your future. When you complain about others, you are actually one of them. When you complain that the environment is too bad and the quality of people around you is too low, you are also a person with low quality in other people's mouths.

Don't comfort me if you leave me, because every sewing will also meet the pain of puncture. Through the secular wind and rain, the reefs of rumors and the whirlpool of jealousy, let love sail to the harbor of your heart.

35. Every memory has a password. As long as the time, place and character combination are correct, no matter how long it is dusty, that person's scene will be picked up again in oblivion.

Maybe I can forget the whole world, but I just don't want to lose your news.

When you are afraid of the impossible, you are also rejecting the possibility.

Before you succeed, while you are still working hard, don't tell others how hard you are. When you succeed, you don't need to talk about pain yourself. -Jam Hsiao "Let's Talk"

39. Why do you feel lonely? , not? Is anyone here? I care about you, but what do you care about? People? what's up Heart.

I miss a person's words very much and like the feeling of missing you.

1. A message represents a miss. Maybe we are all busy, maybe we don't know how to express it, but I hope to tell you through the cold mobile phone that there is someone who wants you to live well, not far from you!

Second, the clock we passed in this life can go back to the original point, but it is no longer there. Even if we miss the past, it has already become the past, frozen into history, and can no longer be redeemed.

Third, I like to think about your feelings, because that is the taste of happiness. I also like the taste of being missed, because it is a sweet taste. I will think of you every day, I hope you can have happiness and sweetness at the same time!

Four, a message represents a miss, maybe we are all busy, maybe we don't know how to express it, but I hope to tell you through the cold mobile phone that there is a person who hopes you will have a good life, not far from you!

Fifth, there is no temperature to write sadness in the pen. The injured woman cried, tired and heartbroken, and then learned to refuse and fell in love with sadness. Without a simple smile, without the innocence of the past, there is a gloomy cloud all around. From then on, I don't believe in happiness, I don't believe in true feelings, and I lick my wounds with tears in the dead of night. Injured women always make people feel distressed. They forgot how to smile, how to accept and how to open their hearts again.

6. Some people say that my thoughts are like a grain of sand in an hourglass, which accumulates with time. My thoughts about you have already piled up into the Sahara desert, waiting for you to appear like rain after a long drought, nourishing my thirsty heart, and the smell of a pink latte is unbearable.

7. Although I don't meet every day and have no telephone contact, I will miss you every day. Although it's just a humble short message, this short message is full of my thoughts. I hope you can feel my warmth.

Send you a smile, let you sleep happily, send you a lot of thoughts, make you sweet, sweet and warm, send you a sincere heart, fly to your dream every day to whisper and continue to miss you.

9. Can the pursuit of autumn take away my homesickness? Or will it bring more sadness? The slow falling of maple leaves is the end of everything? But I can't change my familiar face.

Ten, obviously people are online, obviously want to talk, but also learn invisibility; Obviously very sad, obviously want to cry, but also crack mouth smile; Obviously lonely, obviously afraid, still alone; Obviously want to meet, obviously looking forward to it, but also refuse; Obviously, my heart is in a mess, and I obviously want to be accompanied by others, but I have to pretend to be silent; Obviously reluctant, obviously unable to let go, but also let go; Obviously in my heart, I care, but I don't care!

Xi。 Now, I can finally understand what missing is the pain of breathing. It exists in every corner of me. I didn't realize that I felt the same way about Fish Leong.

12. If you care about someone, you will think of that person. If you love someone, you will really look at that person. The person I love most is the person who is reading the information. Love is an unreserved effort. I am also trying to make a beautiful promise to you and really love you.

Thirteen, if I leave? Can I see you later? If I go home, will the warmth be as brilliant as ever? I really want to become a quiet cloud. Tonight, in the cold color, I will take a leisurely walk among mountains and rivers, watch a tour of mountains and rivers, and then wait for the stars to fall and slowly recede. Parting is an eternal play, and I am used to giving up. But the most beautiful thing is the branches left behind. Turn around, Ming, Ming is the end of the world. Attach importance to emotional novels.

Fourteen, missing is a kind of pain, missing is a kind of suffering, but the past is a shadow that can't be waved away, but the heart can't be this kind of pain and suffering. I just want to say to you in the distance: Yes! I miss you so much!

Fifteen, missing is a kind of pain, missing is a kind of suffering, but the past is a shadow that can't be waved away, but the heart can't be such pain and suffering. I just want to tell you from a distance: yes! I miss you so much!

Sixteen, it's dead of night again. I've thought about our love for a long time, and my feelings for you seem to last forever. Are you still thinking about me at this late hour? I'm still here to tell you that I miss you so much.

Seventeen, the sky began to clear up, the breeze crossed, so gentle, just like every time you secretly kissed my cheek, I smiled, just because I thought of you.

I miss a person's words very much

I don't want to tell others that I am lonely, because they know that I have always been a lonely person.

Do you feel that the person you love is very kind to others, and your heart will suddenly be depressed?

I dare not look for you to save face, for fear that you think I can't let you go, for fear that you will laugh at me.

I will think, I will miss, I will be sad, I will be sad, I will be heartbroken, you forget that I am just an ordinary person.

Don't look for me when you are in a good mood. When I'm in a bad mood, the first thing I think of is me.

The accumulated thoughts came to my mind and choked my throat at once.

Although I can't see myself when I close my eyes, I can see you.

There is a success called details, a strategy called forbearance, and a love called unrequited love.

You laugh at my lack of self-esteem, but forget that not everyone is qualified to make me so humble.

In fact, a person is quite good, without troubles or obstacles, just a little lonely.

The breeze blew across my face. It reminds me of you. Whenever I think of you, I will look up at the sky. I hope to see your familiar face hole.

I will remember you. But remember what?

I stare into your eyes, beautiful and sad; At this moment, let my heart stay for you; There is a feeling that I always admit that I am lovesick when I have insomnia; There is a fate that makes this moment eternal.

Miss you, that unforgettable miss, has long been integrated into the stream I miss, flowing endlessly. Even if I wither silently like a grass, I will turn it into fertile soil and nourish you as pure and beautiful as a rose.

Distant thoughts, not wanting your departure, always have indelible memories. Now I listen to your voice and disappear into the darkness. A little fantasy is brought into the dream, and the portrait is gradually blurred, and the face can't be seen clearly, and the knees can't catch up with her drift. Keren is still chasing the moon and asking questions, tears streaming down her face. Darkness, darkness

A person is very good, a person can be very free, a person can have no scruples, even if he is injured, he can heal himself, but who can heal that scar? What about loneliness? But ... what about losing yourself?

The pain of missing someone is that you can't have him by your side.

They are all very helpless. There are thousands of beautiful things in Qian Qian, but there are not many. You can choose, less.

Cherish it, it is eternal love.

Maybe all good things are illusory, and there are many in life.

If there is no possibility of falling in love, it is enough to keep your promise.

The great ship of time can't erase my thoughts of you. Even if the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, your figure will remain in my heart forever.

One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.

In a quiet life, in addition to passion, sometimes you have to listen to some songs with special connotations. There are thousands of ways to respond to me, including Qian Qian's thoughts and disobedience, and the way he ran out. Is he at peace?

The person who loves you and the person you love may be arranged by heaven, or you may pursue it enthusiastically.

Love is like a beautiful flower, which will fade one day.

Abandon all the unhappy things in the past, and everything left behind has become a beautiful memory.

When we can't meet, we miss each other. But once we can meet, once we come together again, we will torture each other again.

But as long as there is such beauty, it is enough to make each other's lives wonderful.

I miss you when the sun shines on the sea. When moonlight shines in spring, I miss you.

It's mine. It's mine after all. I am a passer-by. You didn't always love me. Nothing is destined to happen between you and me. No matter how I cross, no matter how much I want to be close to you, you will still leave me. I miss you so much. I miss you so much. I really want to see you.

It doesn't matter who is right or wrong. Let's be grateful for having loved.

The sky began to clear up, and the breeze passed gently. I smiled just because I thought of you, just like every time you secretly kissed my cheek.

Not meeting doesn't mean not missing, not contacting is just to cover up attachment. Say a few words to me in the morning and then disappear at night, little guy. I'll just squat down by the river and see if you can come out.

Can I meet you through the stars of the Milky Way? Not afraid of the distance, I just hope to come to your side at this moment. The past is like a dream, added to my heart, missed and pursued, and my love will remain unchanged for thousands of years.

There is always a constant waiting in the dusk, an eternal expectation in the evening breeze, a lonely figure when lonely, and tears when missing.

Even if you have a heart, even if you love her, you don't necessarily express it, and you don't need to express it.

If love is providential, it snows and the wind blows on your face, you love clothes and people miss you. . . . .

Although I haven't seen or talked to you for a long time, I always want to distinguish you from the crowd when I walk through the busy streets of JaeHee. Sometimes I think back to my school days and inadvertently think of you. This feeling is wonderful. This feeling between friendship and unrequited love always haunts me. Sometimes I think this feeling is just my one-sided acacia, and I can experience the artistic conception of this misty poem alone.

But what if it doesn't belong to you? Just add some scarred memories.

After you leave, I want you to remember one thing: don't forget to think of me. When you miss me, don't forget that I miss you too.

If I don't love you, I won't miss you, I won't be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won't lose confidence and fighting spirit, and I won't suffer. If only I couldn't love you.

It was the attachment I had been waiting for for for thousands of years, and I also saw that woman, although the person who accompanied her was not me.

Miss always depends on you, my heart has begun to miss you! Listen to your laughter and tell me whether you are happy or smiling. I will be satisfied with you all my life.

Pale thoughts and persistent persistence are just scarred endings.

Flowers fall as before, as if to leave. The flowers are still there, and they will never leave.

With such a person, you can't help looking at each other's space, even if there is no movement.

What we usually call love is an international fate, an opportunity, a luck and a coincidence.

I let air be the postman, bind my fiery greetings and thoughts into packages, print sincere postmarks, and deliver them at constant temperature. The recipient is you.

Now all kinds are worth cherishing, because it is so real and beautiful.

Love must know each other, knowing each other is not necessarily destiny takes a hand's love, even if you open your heart to someone.

Maybe it's not the love that most people understand. It is not easy to get a bosom friend in life.

Fate, believe it or not! In short, sometimes you have to be at its mercy.

Pour out your heart and cry in front of her, even if you care, miss and appreciate.

In childhood songs, in fairy tales that have been opened but forgotten to be closed, and in the grass whispering among flowers, I know that your smile is beautiful and quietly opens in my heart. Miss you at night, miss you in my heart and love you forever.

I always miss you, although we can't have every minute together.

Frozen tears, like falling meteors, shattered who's thoughts. Between reincarnation, the dust has disappeared, and the face has been blurred in the dream. On the top of Kunlun Mountain, rivers and lakes are far away, flowers are blooming all over the sky, sighing the world of mortals, and falling on the surface, heaven and earth. Love is like the wind, love is like smoke, and pipa is a thousand-year song.

You are branded in my heart. How can I forget you? Time will only wash away love.

Since love, why not say it? Some things are lost and don't need to come back.

It's not that someone annoys you, but that you annoy yourself with someone's words and deeds.

If cutting my hair is cutting my memory, will I lose my memory if I cut my hair? Love sentence

Distance makes our love fade, and we can't go back to the past. Those memories of the past were erased by me after you left.

Even if you leave, I will still wait for you in the same place, not unwilling, not unwilling, but unable to give up.

I miss someone very much.

First, is there such a world that will never be dark? Is there a kind of forever, never changing?

2. Looking back on the dust, life is powerless. Those young and frivolous people, in this way, go further and further with the footsteps of the years. Old is time, never old is to see your engraving. A memory stays in memory, but a relationship needs to be remembered for a lifetime.

Third, lonely cities are coded with sadness. I wrote in a lonely footnote on the first page that I am the only one who really understands clouds. Lonely eyes are always moist with the tenderness I want to give you. You don't know how to take it, and I don't know how to bear it.

Fourth, those things that we once thought were unforgettable were forgotten by us in the process of memory.

5. Love has no recycle bin. If you miss it, it will never be recovered.

Sixth, the beauty I once met was always thought to be a lifetime, and I never thought there would be separation. Like all things that hibernate, when they wake up, they just say they were. Those who say good things never give up, have already been submerged in the recent visit, and the memory is buried in the late autumn.

Seven, the grievances in the world also fade with the seasons, and the unforgettable memories of the past will also become the yellowed maple leaves today, buried deep in the ground. No one will remember that such a sad person once stood in the fog of late autumn.

Eight, take others too seriously, and they will only be seen as useless by others.

Nine, live in different cities and take different roads every day; Breathe the same air and look up at the same blue sky.

I hope someone can listen to my story quietly, feel my pain for many years, and make me feel that there is spring in the north.

It took us two years to learn to speak, but it took us sixty years to learn to shut up. Many times, the more you talk, the more alienated you are, and the more contradictions you have. In communication, most people are always eager to express themselves, but they don't know each other at all. Learn to speak for two years, but shut up for life. Do you understand? Don't say much. Uneasy and calm, speak slowly. If you really have nothing to say, don't say it.

How much I love you, but I don't encounter difficulties. You said, "Don't be afraid, you have me. 』

Thirteen, the story of the past will always become a memory, will hurt, will cry, will remember, in the end will always end.

You never know how much you like a person unless you see him with someone else.

Fifteen, once vigorous, once thousands of turns, once complacent, once heartbroken. Finally, the saddest breakup turned out to be silence.

Sixteen, it turns out that a person can be sad, without emotions, words and expressions.

Seventeen, if there are no traces of dreams, no tears, unforgettable past events can also be understated. There is only one kind of injury that I can't forget.

Eighteen, loneliness is actually beautiful, you and I can understand, because we are all vulgar, and when we come alone, we will eventually leave alone.

Nineteen, no matter how tired, no matter how bitter, no matter how painful, just because you like me.

Twenty, love is a kind of cruelty. Only on the balance of your heart can you measure whether you have love in the other person's heart.

Twenty-one, where do you men know that silence is a woman's biggest cry?

Twenty-two, don't think too complicated, hold too tightly, things will break and your hands will hurt.

Twenty-three, I will forget you flatly, and then close my eyes tightly, thinking that someone will replace me that day and make me stop thinking about you.

24. Don't fall in love with anyone when you are sixteen or seventeen, because that person will be your favorite.

Twenty-five, I sang the last groan like a sick player before the curtain call. I was sad and sad. I wanted to be crazy and heartbroken, but the audience had long since stopped applauding and my audience had already left.

Twenty-six, clouds cover the fog, and the wind can't go back. Five thousand years up and down add up to ten thousand years of love. Outside the curtain, it's raining and freezing. Sitting alone on a cold night, the dream of the road is even more disabled.

Twenty-seven, women dare to go, it is certain that men will turn back, and men will not turn back. It is certain that women dare not go.