Collect sensational sentences or fragments in novels

1 Many things that we thought would never be forgotten were forgotten in the days that we never forget.

I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I have traveled more than anyone else. I not only looked back, but also rushed forward angrily.

You gave me a tear, and I saw all the oceans in your heart.

If God wants to destroy a person, he will go crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God killed me?

Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?

In this sad and bright March, I whipped my horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through the sadness and impermanence that appeared and disappeared.

7 If you laugh once, I will be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.

What we once thought was unforgettable was forgotten by us in the process of our obsession.

A lonely person will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always think of your loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.

10 Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like talking anymore, but whenever I talk, I dare not look at the sky again.

1 1 I count your smiles every day, but when you are in Lian Xiao, you are so lonely. They say your smile is beautiful and undeveloped.

12 My life is full of warmth. I gave you everything, and you left me. How to smile at others in the future?

13 I once had a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like fog. That smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, and I couldn't swim across it. The sound of that river became my desperate song day and night.

14 the noise and brightness of the world, the happiness and happiness of the world, like a clean stream, swim in the wind before my eyes, warm as a spring. I don't expect anything. I just want you to be happy, not sad. ...

15 The wind blows like a flower, and your smile is shaking, which has become the most beautiful ornament in my life, looking at the sky, the snow and the deep shadow of the season.

16 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.

17 hid in a certain time and missed the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.

18 Hold my hand and walk with your eyes closed, so you won't get lost.

19 If one day we are not together, we should be together.

Some things are not over yet, so forget it. Everyone is a king, dominating in his own world. You don't listen to me, but you don't want me to listen to you either.

2 1 I forgot which wall I carved a face on-Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. We laughed and said that we stayed in the same place in time, but in fact we were already swept away silently by the torrent.

Some people will be engraved in their memories forever, even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, but the feeling when they think of him will never change.

Those who say that they will never part have already been scattered all over the world.

Children associated with words will never be happy. Their happiness is like naughty children, wandering to the skylight and refusing to come back.

You will never see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.

The space formed by singing makes the years come and go freely, so the face of the person who is still protected has not changed with a huge and endless hate.

One day I will walk away from you quietly, without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.

I look at you smiling, silent, proud and depressed, just like now, so I am happy with you and sad with you, but I have always stood in the present, and you will always stay in the past.

If we are all children, we can stay where time is, sit together and slowly bow our heads, while listening to the story of never getting old.

I forgot the year, month and day when I carved a face on the wall-Zhang Wei smiled and stared at my face sadly. Will the love carved behind the back of the chair bloom like flowers on the concrete floor in a windless forest?

3 1 Not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be rewarded, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition.

When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is. There is always a gap between words and feelings.

Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a misplaced painting. Everything in the past can't go back to the past, so it slowly extends bit by bit. Maybe we should forget what interleaving is.

What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone.

Hard cities have no soft love life. Not Lin Daiyu, nor will she be sentimental because of sadness. All kinds of people don't see through the mirror, but I mean, a thousand years in the world is like my moment.

Memory is like water falling in your palm. Whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will still flow through your fingers drop by drop.

Who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness.

I looked back at my growth path and watched it day by day. I stood on the side of the road, my hands in my trench coat pockets, watching countless people pass me with a straight face. Occasionally, someone stops and smiles at me. It looks like a peach blossom. I know that these people who stay will eventually become the warmth of my life. When I see them, I will never give up.

There is no legend that the grass grows and the warbler flies in this city. It will always live in reality, with fast drums, hurried figures, numb eyes and fake smiles, while I am being assimilated.

It will be unrecognizable one day. Time has taught me nothing, but it has taught me not to believe in myths easily.

The wind blew away. A year passed like this. It will continue like this next year. I don't know whether there is depression behind stability, or whether there is stability in depression. We just can't find it.

4 1 left, which made things easier, people became kind, like children, and we started again.

Wild animals can hide in caves when they are injured, and then lick the wounds and persist, but once asked, they can't stand it.

Like me, the wound is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow.

Because I know you are an anxious child, I dare not fly too far when I give you the thread. No matter how I fly to the clouds with the wind, I hope you can see it. Even if I get lost occasionally, I know you are waiting for me.

I don't like talking, but I talk the most every day. I don't like to laugh, but I always laugh. People around me say that my life is so happy, so I think I am really happy. But why did I suddenly become silent among a large group of friends? Why do I feel sad when I see a similar figure in the crowd? I forgot to talk when I saw the trees falling leaves madly in autumn, and I forgot the original direction when I saw the warm yellow light on the road ... I think these are quite sensational ~ ~ I don't know if it is what you want ~(PS: these are the words of Jing M. Guo).