Warm others and ignore yourself.

When two people are together, each will focus on the other. But after a long time, due to the loss of freshness and attraction, this concentration will gradually fade. I feel that the other party does not pay enough attention to myself, and does not pay enough attention to myself. Even when you talk, you will love to answer irrelevant questions. Over time, many people feel left out. Being left out by relatives, friends and relatives will make you very worried, especially in unknown and inexplicable situations. And indifference is the fastest way to consume emotional value, so many people are often helpless in the face of indifference from each other. Here are some feelings of being left out by the other side.

Talking about being left out by the other side

What is loneliness? One day, you took a beautiful and poetic photo and saved it in your mobile phone, but you didn't know who to send it to. It suddenly occurred to you that there was no one to accompany you to see the scenery along the way except yourself.

The world is so big, I still meet you; The world is so small, I still lost you.

You should be playing at this age, but you are so unhappy. Youth, which should be indulgent, is resigned to fate.

Come back to me if you don't leave easily, or leave me if you don't.

Because I miss someone thousands of times like that, how can I not be stubborn and let go?

In fact, you should know that all emotions that require you to spend all your efforts to please will not last long.

The bigger tragedy is too long. From then on, I laughed impudently and cried incompletely.

Don't worry about the vague future, just be diligent in the present.

Why do you want to tell me in such a cruel way what time has changed?

A good relationship can last for a long time, but it's really not impossible.

The connection between you and me is like a game. I'm promoted to full grade, and you delete the mobile game.

The wind doesn't understand the floating of white clouds, the sky doesn't understand the poverty of rain, and the eyes don't understand the weakness of tears, so you don't understand my choice and my sadness. Not everyone must be happy, and not every pain must be told.

Although there are thousands of kinds of sufferings, silence is the saddest.

No matter how beautiful the flowers will wither, no matter how beautiful the dreams will wake up.

Sometimes I can watch it quietly, and sometimes I am stubborn and ugly.

Some things are only worth remembering, and some people just pass by in a hurry.

After all, the spoony party is deeply hurt, and spoony has been empty since ancient times.

I have nothing in the future. Don't drink alone and don't ask me again. You should be happy that I walked with you.

I can fall in love with you in one day, but I will forget you all my life.

It takes three or four rounds to light a lamp, listen to the lonely flute all night and wait for someone.

Many give up, know happiness, but are unwilling to leave from beginning to end; Many expectations, knowing that it is useless, want to know from beginning to end; Many constraints, knowing that they are involved, still cannot be solved; Many things, knowing the result, still want to stop and can't stop. Love to fool, but there will always be a silly energy, desperate to rush forward, only to find that there is nothing back, and then hide in the corner and cry silly!

I love you like a psycho, but you can't see like a blind man.

No matter how long the road ahead is, let time surge.

I finally came to this day, and I don't want to love you anymore. I can't go back from now on. It's not that I won't insist, but that you get rid of my patience again and again. I can keep that feeling in my heart and never mention it again.

If it doesn't belong to you, why ignore it?

When I arrived in this big city, I realized that I was so poor. I lost her and everything. A stranger seemed to be in a maze of graves, but I was black and blue, but there was no breakthrough. It's easy to talk about the past when you are depressed. The passing clouds just started to surge, but I didn't remember them at first, and I couldn't sleep well at first. At first, I just studied hard to be lonely and hated being alone.

Persistence in loneliness is a very difficult thing. Most people are just selected by loneliness and have to be lonely. I often tear off my face from loneliness and then sit down and cry.

You don't need humility to please, and you don't need stubbornness. It is really cool not to love someone.

You thought that no matter what I became, you would never leave, so I took off my mask and looked at you in a panic.

Once there are some inaccuracies, there is no chance to correct them, just like the leaves leave the tree and never come back. Some teachers, once missed, will be at the end of the road.

In retrospect, the dream remains the same. After that year of dark separation, I will never walk together again. Flying flowers are as light as fog, but the wind blows gently, and the drizzle is like sorrow, quietly falling flowers everywhere, leaving only the fragrance as before.

I'll go alone. I won't see you off. You go, no matter how stormy it is, I will pick you up.

Many memories, knowing sadness, are still hard to let go; Many things, I know the result clearly, but I still don't want to hear it.

Loneliness is hearing someone who knows his name and inadvertently remembering some old things.

Many things, because beautiful and long, because of a helpless sigh.

I thought that one day, I could completely forget my love and you, but suddenly one day, I heard an old song and my tears came out.

No one is irreplaceable. Nothing is necessary. You don't have to look forward to the beauty of your feelings too much, and you don't have to exaggerate the sadness of lovelorn.

There will always be a region where a person is tempted by you and reluctant to part with you. There will always be someone who will say sorry, make you sad and unforgettable.

Some people can't wait and have to leave; Some things, want to give up; In the past, about happiness or pain, only buried in my heart; Some hopes, about present or future, can only be forgotten.

You are warm with other women, and I am warm with other men. You are considerate of other women, and I care too much about other men. You wield Confucius more than you do. In short, the sky is high and the road is far, and we are gradually torturing each other.

I need someone to accompany me when I am sick, someone to talk to when I am bored, a shoulder to cry, and a smile when I go home. This is what I need.

Sometimes, love is also a kind of hurt, cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind hearts choose to hurt themselves.

I don't want to give any gifts, I just want you to be by my side when I really need it, you can listen when we talk, and you can give me a hug when I am sad.

People are often hit hard, but they think too much. It is not terrible that the human body is too tired. What is terrible is physical and mental exhaustion. Physical and mental exhaustion can hurt the mood, distort the mind and seriously endanger health. In fact, everyone is bound by others and has their own burdens, but some people will adjust immediately, while others are deeply involved.

Foreign love is when I cry until my pillow is wet and I can't speak, but you think I lost my temper and ignored you.

When two people are together, the most important thing is emotion, and the way two people are separated is also related to the emotion at that time.

A corner of the sea is the end of the world. I pour out my feelings in detail, open all over the sky with unique words, write down eternal promises with the most sincere heart, firmly grasp the traces of my missing, and describe tenderness to you. Now that you are gone, I don't have you to accompany me to sing this love song, but the kiss in my dream is still there. Only you are gone, and I am the only one singing the love song alone.

If you want to have something you can't imagine, then you must do something you have never done.

The road of life is not only lonely. Loneliness is the eternal theme style of love. I live alone with my shadow. It said it had a little secret to tell me. It says it misses you very much. It turns out that my shadow and I are thinking about you.

Being in a foreign country is too difficult and tiring. I am afraid that one day our love will be defeated by distance. I want to cry. What happened to me today? I feel uncomfortable when I am in good health.

Because I can't, I can only use that method, so humble and so cautious, as if two people can always be together, as if they are really together. If you share the most lost obsession, it is actually an irreparable luxury.

If what you wanted at that time was that everyone must not be separated, then stick to it. Because the road of life is unlikely to be as it seems at first sight. If you need to be separated from her because of some ideas of your own, then after many years, you can say to yourself, "If love comes again, I don't want to miss you." She didn't choose to be with you because she had feelings for you, but maybe you loved her so much that she thought you were the one she had to wait for all her life. She chose you just to be with you, no matter how hard it is. Don't give up the oath at that time, it's just my hope for all foreign love.

All leaving is a premonition, all your doubts are true, and he should give you something chilling and almost never miss you.

No matter how many people I meet in the future, you always occupy the longest part of my heart. Not easy to appear, but not fade.

How much love, how much tolerance, so you can brazenly appear in my world.

There is a person in everyone's heart who is no longer a lover and can't be a basin friend. In the past, no matter what you care about or don't love, you will be habitually remembered, and then I hope you will be all right. We met at the wrong time, but separated at the right time. The most urgent thing to walk is the beautiful scenery, and the deepest thing to hurt is the truest emotion.

I'm so worried about you that I can't even care about myself. I'm sure I believe in doubting myself.

No matter how painful and sad you are, others will not see you and will not worry about you. Who are you sad to show?

In fact, many things have been anticipated from the beginning, and all the fooling around behind is just to delay the departure time.

Missing you is a dull pain!

With the change of time, you didn't learn to let go of that person. You just know that all these years of waiting have been in vain. You can't be stupid for no reason, so you didn't learn to let go, just don't want to humble yourself.

People always say that people resist, but time is actually time to resist, but everyone is moody.

I never thought I would love you so much, so I moved my heart. This love is irrational, regardless of my self-esteem, I am dead set, there is no way to go, I forget who I am, and you have no future. I hit a dead end and was black and blue all over, but I don't blame everyone, and I also tasted the consequences I planted. But from now on, I can't love others as easily as I love you.

Perhaps, everyone will always keep something, such as a shallow smile, such as moving on. From beginning to end, the most transparent tears in my heart are not easy to melt. These tears are pure and transparent, bearing the imprint of an era. Time will not leave a mark, and it will be forgotten before it happens. For example, cherry blossoms bloom again and then wither, buried in the soil, day after day, year after year, following the circulatory system.

Mine is not a hero in the world, and he can't marry me with colorful auspicious clouds, but it doesn't prevent me from loving him the most in my life. There are a thousand kinds of waiting in this world, and the best one is called the future.

Happiness is a way, not a goal. It is an ability, not an overall goal.

I want to be completely happy, don't pretend, I want to enjoy this life, and I want to be sincere and kind.

Time is sad, we are people walking in the rain, looking for our own umbrella, and going forward until the wind stops raining and the sunshine is happy.

At the end of a relationship, it's like cutting off hot hair, and the relief of others is just warm empty talk.

Happiness should be accompanied by sadness, and after the rain, it will be fine. If rain remains after rain and sorrow remains after sorrow, please let us face this parting frankly. Smile and look for an unlikely you!

There are too many short stories without results, which need to be met and left habitually. Time will still remember your gentle heart.

If I hadn't met you, if I hadn't fallen in love with you, if I wasn't sure at first, maybe I wouldn't be who I am now.

Many times, after inadvertently knowing something, pretend to be indifferent on the surface and cover it up with a smile. In fact, the heart hurts more than anything else.

Foreign love is like unrequited love. I just want to have an estimate of you in my dream, hoping to get a hug, only to find that I have to hide under the covers and secretly tell myself that I must hug you for a long time next time. I don't want to experience a foreign love personally, but I think it is an emotional exercise to experience a foreign love personally. Foreign love is difficult, but I am careful.

The person who makes you cry to the top of your lungs is the one you love deeply. The person who makes you laugh until you are crazy is the one you love the most.

Giving up is not a whim, all kinds of cold accumulate together and finally erupt in silence. There was no sound, no fuss, so I gave up silently.

Whose fingertips have slipped for thousands of years; Who is forced to forget again and again; I am here waiting for you to exhaust all your sadness; But there is desolation in your eyes that I don't understand.

When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I missed you for a long time, but I missed you infinitely. If I knew today, I would stumble into my heart, and I would never meet you then.

It is only because a person refuses to cook alone for a long night that he is really bored and will get this cup of wine called emotion and get drunk.

The exhaustion of missing avoids the desolation of tears, the clear inner awn is the expression of a beautiful dream, and the comfortable fragrance plays in the changes of the four seasons. A quiet feeling shows the sensitivity of time. Write this miserable silence as a beautiful sun, and draw the vertical and horizontal directions on the front axle. Those are tears of love, dreams of reading, and which part of the past scenery is fiddled with at the appointed time.

I don't know what my mood is. I bent down deeply, crouched beside the dead leaves, picked up the leaf that had consumed my life, and there was a damp heat on my cheeks. A tear dripped crystal clear on the leaves. I stared at the tears, savoring the long-lost loneliness alone, and there was an unspeakable desolation in my heart.