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86 sentences selected from friends who are in a bad mood.
Holding your hand, no matter where I am, I want to run to heaven.
Third, children who are related to words are never happy. Their happiness is like naughty children, wandering to the skylight, but still refusing to come back.
Fourth, youth is not sad, but it is so bleak by us. Love is not complicated, but it is hard for us to interpret.
Five, you laugh once, I can be happy for several days; But seeing you cry once made me sad for several years.
Six, a wild animal was injured, it can run to a cave to hide, and then lick the wound, insist, but once asked, it can't stand it.
7. I look at you smiling, silent, proud and lost, just like now, so I'm happy with you, and I'm sad with you, but I stand up straight now, and you stay in the past forever.
If I can be with you, I would rather let all the stars in the sky fall, because your eyes are the brightest light in my life.
Nine, heaven and hell are caused by heart and behavior. We should not be afraid of hell, what we should be afraid of is inner deviation.
Happiness and happiness are so similar, but is happiness happiness happiness?
When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is. There is always a gap between words and feelings.
12. Because I know you are an anxious child, I dare not fly too far when I give you the thread.
Thirteen, the enthusiasm is exhausted, leaving only fatigue and indifference.
Fourteen, to have ideals, not fantasy, to have passion, not melodramatic, to be content.
Fifteen, some people, even if you try your best to keep them, will be tired.
Sixteen, the wound, like me, is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place suitable for anything to grow.
Birds in the sky, are you more lonely than me, or am I more sad than you? Stay with me for the rest of the time, will you, so that you won't be lonely and I won't be sad? ...
I've been standing and talking for too long. I am tired myself. Why don't you understand? I've written too much for too long. I am tired myself. Why don't you understand?
Nineteen, when I am unhappy, I want to pull my face as long as noodles and tell others how unhappy I am.
Twenty, other people's stories are always other people's stories. Whether you believe them or not, it's none of your business. Only by grasping your own will can you live.
Twenty-one, slowly, I also learned to let go. It's not that I've changed, it's that there's nothing I can do. I gave up. I can't move.
Twenty-two, leave, make things simple, people become kind, like children, we start again.
Twenty-three, memory is like water spilled in the palm of your hand. Whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers.
Twenty-four, my tears stayed and watered the soft grass below. I wonder if there will be memories and sadness in the coming year.
Twenty-five, 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. In the end, no one belongs to anyone.
Twenty-six, I'm really much better now. Although I am not so happy, I live seriously. Even if I stay up late, I will no longer take cold medicine as sleeping pills.
Twenty-seven, if waiting can bring miracles, I would rather wait, even for a year, or for a lifetime!
Twenty-eight, I always thought that the mountain is the story of water, the cloud is the story of the wind, and you are my story, but I don't know if I am your story.
Twenty-nine, see why a person should be exposed, why hate a person. Living, there are always people who don't like us, just like others don't like us.
30. Actually, I'm very satisfied. At least I know your name, I have heard your voice and seen your eyes. I'm lucky, aren't I, although I'm sad.
Thirty-one, not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be paid, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition.
Sometimes, we often change our conversation. We just want others to know how you feel, but we forget that maybe no one cares about you at all.
33. I have always felt that sadness is good and loneliness is also good. They let me grow up and become a different bastard.
34. The riots at the airport soon stopped. People here have their own direction, taking off in a hurry and landing in a hurry, taking away other people's stories and leaving themselves behind.
35. If memories are as hard as steel, should I laugh or cry? If steel corrodes like memory, is this a happy city or a ruin?
Thirty-six, I was brave for too long and decided to live only for you.
37. Later, it was discovered that not all likes will have results. After all, I have to understand that it is very rare to meet. You make me feel that our relationship is more than this.
Thirty-eight, always looking at the verification news, in order to admit your mistake when you come back, only to find that every time it is a mass news.
Thirty-nine, one day, I can also put you down; One day, I can smile at you again.
Forty, I loved you for a long time, only to find that I was scarred when I wanted to leave.
Forty-one, since you are lovelorn, you must give up. It is impossible to get a kite with a broken thread back.
Forty-two, if you really have no regrets, if you can get what you want, who will hug you, and how do you know that your smile is so precious?
Forty-three, although it is cold, all kinds of broken emotions are mixed together. I also have times when I can't hold my manners and want to lie on the ground.
44. What has been restored cannot be restored at all. Even if it is good, it will never forget to lose a period of time.
45. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone.
46. I am not as happy as before. I have no light, no dreams and no real smile in my eyes. I don't think I am like me.
Forty-seven, everyone is not at the same level, don't talk to each other reluctantly, and feel very cute from a distance. Why do you try your best to stick your face on your face? You think I'm stupid, and I think you're stupid.
Forty-eight, every tear carries too much helplessness, but you can't see it.
49. Friends will always shelter you from the wind and rain. If you bear the snow in the distance and there is nothing I can do, I will also pray that the snow will fall on me.
Take my hand and walk with your eyes closed, so you won't get lost.
Fifty-one, from the moment the pupa breaks out of the cocoon, it is the pain of tearing off a layer of skin, completely and thoroughly. Many butterflies die in pain at the moment they break out of their cocoons.
52. My sunset sadness is like a melancholy bird, and the melancholy bird flies into my sunset sadness.
How big is your body to support your filthy soul!
Fifty-four, this world, this cold Zhixia, sunrise and sunset, people gather and disperse.
Fifty-five, or matches say,' Well, she says men are lower-body animals. Those men keep telling you that they will give you happiness for the rest of your life, but in fact they mean happiness for the rest of your life.
56. Will the love carved on the back of the chair, like the flowers on the concrete floor, open a windless forest?
57. If one day we are not together, we should be together.
58. If we are all children, we can stay where time is, sit together and bow our heads slowly, while listening to the story of never getting old.
59. There are so many places around a person that you can pay so much. In this small circle, some people want to come in and have to leave.
I am tired, but I don't know where I am tired. I'm bored, but I don't know what bothers me. I want to talk, but I don't have a word.
61. Some friendships, like starlight in the dark, can illuminate the softest place in each other's hearts even without temperature.
Sixty-two, the more thorough people tend to delete their contact information, the more they will remember that past, which seems to be very chic, but in fact it feels terrible.
Sixty-three, people all over the world have left you, and I will be by your side. If there is a hell, we will go crazy together.
Sixty-four, one day I will walk away from you silently. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.
Sixty-five, some people will only add icing on the cake, and will not give charcoal in the snow; Some people will only add fuel to the fire and will not be honest with each other.
Meet the right person in the future, so that when we are mature enough, we will never be separated for no reason.
Sixty-seven, lonely I am happy, I am not satisfied, even if the game is happy, I will not be happy, and people will want to cry when they are happy.
Sixty-eight, while I am still saying good night to you, while I still love you, please cherish this feeling.
Sixty-nine, we have been looking for, looking for, the ending that we all have.
Seventy, there are some things, there is no need to look down on yourself. If you belong to yourself, you must fight for it. In front of some people, don't tolerate again and again, and don't let others trample on your bottom line.
Seventy-one, suddenly, my nose is sore and my eyes are wet. I feel so small that I can do nothing.
Seventy-two, I just want to live a good life, a person carefree, enjoying the beautiful freedom, some things, not love can bring me.
Seventy-three, I never feel that anyone can accompany me through this life. Feelings at this age seem really fragile. Like paper, it scratches and runs, crumples when rubbed, and breaks when torn.
You will never see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.
Seventy-five, I can't sleep at night, I'm sleepy during the day, my life is poor and I'm haggard. In fact, I really want to say that I am so tired now. Grow up slowly, I know.
Seventy-six, when you are in a bad mood, even the laughter around you is annoying.
77. Time didn't wait for me, but you forgot to take me away. I have a firefly in my left hand and a ten-year meditation in my right hand.
Seventy-eight, the people who said that they would never leave have long been scattered all over the world.
79. Memories of rotten leaves, those fresh and tender green leaves have long been buried in the front of the time scale, and only the overwhelming rotten smell remains at the end of the time scale.
Eighty, hiding in a certain time, missing the palm print for a while; Hiding somewhere, missing someone standing on the road, on the road, makes me worry.
Eighty-one, we are like superficial needles, turning and turning, watching time pass by in a hurry, but there is nothing we can do.
Eighty-two, I look at you like this, smiling, silent, proud and lost, 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.
83. I don't know how to say it, let it die in silence. I left. In fact, I never came, but I was particularly soft at night.
At that moment, I seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing.
Eighty-five They used to be ambiguous. When did they ever have an affair?
Eighty-six, too many things, slowly can not be done, too many people, gradually disappear. It turns out that growth is destined to be a process to be lost.
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