When the sadness goes against the current, I will forget you completely.

I don't know anything, and I don't want to have too many emotions.

The result that cannot be subverted is the initial foreshadowing.

After the season, the fragrance of the years, the story finally completed a dead silence.

If one day the clown cries, do you think he is joking?

I can't find a pen to write my name on your heart.

If you want to leave, please never come back.

Not at first, not at last.

Maybe the price of going too far is loneliness.

I just need a little warmth.

I have become like a child who is not sensible, and I want a dependence that you refuse to give.

Women, don't take your innocence to satisfy men's hormones.

Don't tell others when you are sad, just stay with yourself.

Those times when I stood on tiptoe and looked around are now pale memories.

Happiness is the product of the soul, not just the achievement of love.

There are too many disappointments in reality, so why be angry with yourself?

Your eyes are the sea I will never meet again in my life.

Happiness likes me so much that she goes to find another person who expects her.

How beautiful the memories of the past are and how true the lies of the present are.

The most painful pain is forgiveness, and the darkest black is despair.

Simple melodies always evoke complex memories.

Silence is like a sad song, but when you cover it, your vision becomes blurred.

I am nostalgic because I can't see you and the future.

I laugh at myself, too I can talk, but I can't.

I said it doesn't matter, my heart hurts too much.

I watched you happy, sad and happy with her.

No matter how beautiful the scenery outside the window is, it can't melt my sad heart.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning washes my every cell.

Put on a mask of hypocrisy, but you can't hide your inner pain.

I can't release my feelings, and I deserve it.

I forgot you where we once met.

There are always some dreams, which are not easy, confused and indulgent.

When running becomes a habit, I want to cry.

It is because you are not good that I want to be with you and give you happiness.

Fireworks all over the sky, like gorgeous summer flowers, keep blooming and fading.

It seems that everyone will change and become unpredictable.

Sometimes I think it would be nice if I could start over.

Leaving you is the last way for me to love you.

Things and things have not changed, but the mentality has changed.

The sea is slightly green and the heart is slightly blue, much like the feeling I miss you.

Without tears, the heart is a dry lake.

Lovelorn and full of pain, pretending to be strong but still showing flaws.

Those young seasons, teenagers in those seasons.

When the sadness goes against the current, I will forget you completely.

Playing tricks on each other out of concern.

It's very quiet, and it's hard to imagine what kind of helplessness it would be to stay away from the noise.

Only now did I realize that I was "lonely".

We lost each other in the blink of an eye.

If a thing loses its meaning, it is not worth remembering.

All first love will be crushed by the wheel of history.

For a moment, we thought we had grown up.

It's not that I love the old by nature, but that the new is not as good as the old.

The major events in life, to put it mildly, are nothing more than making money and falling in love.

Some things last a lifetime.

I miss you, and you no longer miss you.

There is so much warmth in my life that I gave it to you.

The picture becomes blurred, and you don't love me anymore.

Distance does not produce beauty, but it interprets fragile love.

Doraemon said: Daxiong, what you want is not me, just that pocket.

I saw through his heart, and others stayed behind.

In my pupil. Keep some light in the dark days.

Sadness is a river against the current.

1, overhead are staggered antennas, dividing the dark sky. Clouds float low in the narrow sky. Lead-gray broken clouds cast alternating light and shadow along the alley.

Actually, I understand this feeling. Because I used to yell at you very close. Then you slowly left me in my shouts and walked forward. It is also because there is no media. Connect our media. A medium that can transmit my voice into your body.

3. When sadness flows into the river, a relaxed text will evoke the deepest wound in my memory, a relaxed picture will touch the most fragile strings in my heart, and a relaxed dialogue will gush out the sourest tears in my eyes.

4. The morning fog in the alley is illuminated by the gradually lit lights. Before dawn, in the cold blue sky, you can still see some residual starlight.

I can't stop dreaming about you again and again. In the dream, we were lying on the river, as calm as puppets, without breathing or heartbeat. Or a dead friend.

6. The youth specimens carried by time on the glass eventually migrate into floating dust in the universe and converge into a long river of light in the constant weathering of time.

7. I also walked through the restricted area of lightning, as if I would be torn into dust by a sudden explosion at any time and floated in the light.

8. The body floats in the air like lack of oxygen. Can't fall. Can't land, keep your feet on the ground. All joints are tied with silver silk thread, pulled like puppets, opened and closed like zombies, and walked forward in the street.

9. I really feel the feeling of being abandoned by the familiar world bit by bit. When the world gave up on me, I slowly put it down. There will never be such a morning again.

10 In fact, each of us, past, present and future tense, will definitely want to live in the past. All kinds of pain now, and I don't know what kind of pain we will experience in the future, have touched our instinct. Starting the system of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages makes us unwilling to live in the present and look forward to the future.

1 1, so far away, it seems that in the journey from now to then, a piece of ground glass is inserted every day, and the things behind 200 pieces of ground glass look like fog that can't be dispersed all winter.

12, in the distant sea of people, the boy with a bicycle turned around and whispered, hey, do you want to go home together? Tender for an infinite time. Immersed in infinite tenderness for a long time. All the time.

13, youth is like a drip bottle hanging overhead. Drop by drop, clean. And outside the window is still a sunny world.

14 In fact, there is a thing called faith in the world. Sometimes you trust someone you don't know inexplicably, and you will tell him many things, even things you haven't told your best friend. Sometimes you don't trust the person you live with day and night for no reason. Although you share and guard countless secrets together, at that time, you look at his face and you don't believe him. We live in such a complex world, being dragged blindly to the end of the world by things that are as repetitive and irregular as pi.

15, the bright sunshine outside the window is burning on the eyelids. Many swimming spots crisscross on the red retina. Gradually fell asleep. So I didn't hear the shouting coming from somewhere. You didn't hear me, did you? However, I did shout.

16, time gently rewrote the vein, and the color of the green onion extracted in the test tube faded to pale gray after a long consumption. The rising sun is your staring eyes.

17, pretend to be mature, pretend to be firm, pretend that the iron wall of the whole world can't hurt yourself, but in the eyes of the closest experienced people, you can easily see through your inner youth and frivolous tricks. There is no denying how ignorant and naive we are.

18, giving up your own world must be a very painful feeling. Obviously reluctant, but there is no more strength to retain. When the world gave up on itself, I slowly let go of my hand.

19, empty loneliness, or desolate loneliness, is actually much warmer than noisy crowds and various faces.

20. The wind rolled gray clouds and rolled past the window like waves. Maybe the window is closed too tightly, and the whole blue sky with boiling airflow sounds extraordinarily quiet. Like soaking your ears in water.

2 1, silent black waves, broke out the power of silence on the horizon. In this way, from just wetting the soles of the feet to covering the instep and crossing the calf, step by step. Go to the cold and silent abyss.

22. Every day is different from the previous day. Life is written in a scrawled version. Then it was forgotten by time. It's illegible.

23. Some things that I can hardly remember now began in that pale and lonely winter. Days like this. The blindfolded fault can only see the near future.

24. Qi Ming and Yi Yao are like lines released from the same end point, but they go in different directions. So farther and farther away. Farther and farther away. Every day is more different from the day before. Life is written in a scrawled version.

25. Oppose poverty, time, warmth, and the young days when pain is rising. The four seasons of the world cycle, and people peel off the pieces. The fainting teenager who stayed in the past raised his hand to wipe away the dust.

26. We live in such a complex world, and we are dragged blindly to the end of the world by such an irregular thing as pi, which never repeats.

27. After a long time, it is like a dark, humid and sultry cave. Youth is like a drip bottle hanging overhead. Drop by drop, clean.

28. Although I was immersed in the solution of time and lost the details that should be intact, I still left a deep-rooted part and survived tenaciously in my heart.

29. There is only one person in your life who is close to you. She will never be cherished, never be loved, always live in a painful world, always live in the air of being excluded and laughed at. She will also turn around and leave when she sees other girls being taken care of by her parents and boyfriends. She will also wish she had never been to this world when her mother cursed you for not dying. She will also want to wear beautiful clothes, have many friends to care about and beautiful boys to secretly love. She also wants her mother to bring her a bowl of hot soup in the middle of the night instead of diving into the kitchen to cook every day after school. She will also want to be a flower in her hand, instead of being treated as dust that can be trampled on at will.

30. After the harvest, if you have stood on it, if you have witnessed such a prosperous growth, it will become barren overnight, becoming residual wheat straw and charred land.

3 1, your heavy breathing in the dark is the familiar fog in the alley in the morning. Your warm chest. A sad and silent river flows slowly.

32. For example, in an unknown space in the universe, there is such a huge whirlpool, which sucks away all people's youth, young faces and complete years, is dragged to the invisible bottom, and is swallowed up by monsters living in it.

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.

34. Life is very secure, contented and comfortable. Like a close-fitting cotton sweater, it is not expensive, but it has a cool sense of dependence.

35. How many mountains must our love climb to have a happy ending? If I hadn't met you, would we all live happily?

36. She covered her heart, where it was like being rubbed into a handful of crushed ice, and it was so cold that it hurt. It's like taking a big bite of popsicle in your mouth in summer, and finally you can only spit it out because of the cold. However, how can you spit out the ice that has rubbed into your heart?

37. Casual dialogue and casual expression turn into a needle in the dark and spread along a fixed route. At a predetermined moment, they plunge into each other's body without mercy, and then prove whether the painful expression of the other party is as you think.

38. I also shouted near you. Then you slowly left me in my shouts and walked forward. It is also because there is no media. Connect our media. A medium that can transmit my voice into your body.

39. The summer in my memory is too far away and a little vague. It's like inserting a piece of ground glass into your mind every day, isolating your memory layer by layer.

40. The cruelest sentence in this world is not that I'm sorry, nor that I hate you, but that we can never go back. Never, never go back. This is a simple sentence, to keep two people who were close to each other at a distance.

4 1, as long as you are cold enough and indifferent enough, you can stop caring about everything. As long as you slowly polish your heart into a smooth and hard stone. As long as you think you're dead. Then, in this world, nothing can hurt you anymore.

42. 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 kept looking back and stopping, but time had passed and I was running forward energetically.

43. Every life is like a full and sweet fruit. It's just that some lives are consumed too early, revealing the wrinkled and hard stone inside.

44. It is such a world that every day, like spinning silk, it is wrapped into a transparent cocoon. The container of the mind constructed by vanity and jealousy is increasingly infused with thick ink.

45. In fact, nothing in this world can absolutely hurt you. As long as you are cold enough, cold enough and indifferent enough to everything. As long as you slowly polish your heart into a smooth and hard stone. As long as you think you're dead. Then, in this world, nothing can hurt you anymore.

46. Actually, I also know that when you say thank you, you thank me for leaving your world. So you can live without any burden like today. Although I will be heartbroken to hear such words, I am really happy to see you happy now. The song that I used to despise every time I heard it made me cry that day. That song is called "I love you very much".

47. Those inner feelings turned into hate, pain and grievance. It becomes a dense thorny vine, which pierces every cell of the heart and devours the body like Cordyceps sinensis.

48. I am buried in the deepest and most protected media, which connects you and me. It disappeared forever in a row.

49. The rare sunshine in winter shines into high windows and casts a huge light spot on the ground. In the dust floating air, it moves in slow motion into countless tiny galaxies. Just like those miniature universes in the slides I saw in geography class.

50. A sad river flows slowly in the dark. Drowned all the youth and time that had no time to escape. You could have run away. But you stayed here and let the river surge up until it capsized from the top of your head. With sound and light, there is no time to escape from this sad river.

5 1, just like a black-and-white photo in a photo frame, no matter how brilliant the people in the photo are, they will definitely see the feeling of sadness.

52. The wind blew white clouds and flew over the blue sky above them. There are also huge and colorful flowers that bloom one after another when winter is about to pass and spring is coming. They can't wait for the arrival of spring and rush to open. Sweet, greasy and fragrant all over the world. Sweep back and forth. Wrapped in every young and beautiful face.

53. Maybe the proud and vicious little princess is not vicious, she is just proud. Maybe ordinary and kind Cinderella is not kind, she is just ordinary. Cinderella used her cleverness to disguise herself as delicate and touching, and at the same time made the princess very annoying.

54. Life is full of this sad metaphor. Just like I accompany you to the exit of that light source every morning.

55. Take all the seeds out of the soil in spring. In fact, there are many things that we haven't thought about. They are out of our sight, but deeply rooted in the center of our world.

56. Starting from a certain day, a certain month, a certain moment, a certain minute and a certain second: I growled in my world, wailed in my world, was black and blue in my world, was hysterical in my world, felt dejected in my world, and even missed you in my world, all of which have become things that have nothing to do with you. Because I know I never allow myself to regret. Because I know that the river of youth never goes upstream.

57. It seems that many years have passed. All day and night, in an invisible dragon. Standing at the end of the line, I can't catch up. So those days and nights disappeared in front of my eyes. Stay alone, at the end of the years.

58, those heavy sadness, along each other with deep love and deep hatred on the ring of life, the river upstream.

59. All living things have the nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, just like microorganisms in water droplets with high salt concentration will automatically swim to water droplets with low salt concentration, and no one will fall in love with trouble.

60. Every girl has such a boy in her life. He doesn't belong to love, nor is he his boyfriend. However, in the nearest distance, there must be his position.

6 1, maybe the kind and ordinary Cinderella is not kind, she is just ordinary, maybe the arrogant and vicious little princess is not vicious, she is just arrogant.

62. Some things between people are isolated. They can easily cut deep ravines between each other. When it rains, it turns into a river, and there is no way to cross it.

63. In fact, no matter what it is, it will be such blood. In the relentless consumption of time, it will change from bright red to dark color and eventually disintegrate into powder. Young body. And the decay of death. It's just a matter of time consumption. Eager for consumption. In this way, it seems that everything is not so difficult.

64. Sometimes you trust someone you don't know for no reason. You will tell him a lot of things, even things you haven't even told your best friend.

65. Any living thing has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It will naturally choose an environment that will not harm itself, an environment that will make it comfortable, and an environment that will make it live. For example, grass insects in water will quickly swim from salt water to fresh water; For example, antelope will soon migrate from Gobi to grassland where shrubs still grow in dry season; For example, if you are stabbed by a needle, you will quickly retract your hand before you feel the pain; For example, I forced myself not to think about you. Because every time I think of you, I feel extremely painful. So every life is stubbornly protecting itself.

66. A strong wind suddenly blew from the darkness and suddenly seemed to take away all the temperature. The cold of the ice age. Instantly disappearing light

67. It seems that a small hole has been cut in the body, and the strength is constantly lost from that small hole. Like taking away the blood, Yi Yao sat down on the ground, even crying became silent, leaving only the shoulders shaking up and down.

68. Many years have passed. Many people are missing. Many things have changed. Many dreams have disappeared. But I'm still the same. Will you see it?

69. The feeling of uneasiness is constantly magnified in my heart. How to explain this uneasiness? Not safe. Restless. Unstable. Not quiet. No peace. be anxious for

70. I used to be the baby in your hand. I used to be the apple of your eye and kept praising everyone. You told me those stories before going to bed. Why do I become redundant now, like a virus, avoiding me? Will I die if I don't hide? Am I a plague?

7 1, Gusen West Station is at the entrance of the alley. Looking at the room where there will never be any lights on again, my eyes are red and wet in the dark, as if it had rained.

72. Sometimes you don't trust someone you live with day and night for no reason. Even though you shared and guarded countless secrets together, you didn't believe him when you looked at his face at that time.

73. Different people live in different worlds. The red one. Blue, green. The white one. The yellow one. Even the pink world. Why are you the only one living in the black world?

74. Some flowers will turn into withered powder in the cold of winter. People will witness such a seemingly slow but infinitely fast process. From beautiful flowers and bright colors at first, to withered petals, and finally to trampled dust. People will forget the beauty of the past, and then step on the bright colors that once bloomed in the wind without feeling bad.

75. I often think that the world is beautiful because it is reflected by too many regrets in the world. The sad image covered by dark clouds slowly tells a story of broken youth.

76. It's like accidentally falling asleep in the cinema. When I woke up, I found a scene missing. Everyone around me watched it with relish, but I couldn't get it back. So I still pursue it vaguely, and slowly find that the missing piece will hardly affect the future scene.

If two people live on the moon, even if they face each other, they can't hear each other's voice. Is it futile to open your mouth, or have you been gesturing sadly with sign language?

78. So every life is stubbornly protecting itself. But why did you all choose to die? You all chose to give up when you should protect yourself the most. Not only have you given up on yourself, but you have also given up on this world of even breathing.

79. Tears kept coming out of my eyes, as if someone had pressed the switch and started to cry, and I couldn't stop. Like all water in the body, it flows cleanly in the form of tears.

80. Every girl has such a boy in her life. He doesn't belong to love, nor is he his boyfriend. Although I don't know when he will disappear from his life and become the prince of another girl, that girl will become a princess because of him. However, during the time when he was still the closest to himself, every girl was trying her best and greedily enjoying everything he and she brought. Every girl becomes gentle, beautiful and considerate in such a boy. Although the perfect self has nothing to do with this boy, such feelings will always transcend the existence of love.

The sad river goes upstream.

People who really love you will never leave you. Even if he has thousands of reasons to give up, he will always find a reason to stick to it.

About the past, about you, come to an end. About the future, about me, so stay tuned.

Love is when he makes you red-eyed, and you still smile and forgive.

You just need to wander all the way and see enough scenery.

Loneliness is an old friend and a long-term friend. I know I am full of thorns and hugs.

I dare not lose my temper or put on a cold face, because I'm not sure you will post it to make me happy.

Even though thorns are all over my body, I never take a step back.

Remember, you can cry and hate, but not be weak. You must work hard, because there are still a group of people waiting to see your jokes. Even if you are lying down and getting shot, you should pose beautifully!

I always work for three minutes, but I love you for so long. I usually forget everything, but I remember you so clearly Your ordinary name has affected so many emotions.

Life is a mess. If I don't clean it often, I'm afraid I have nowhere to live.

After all, to regain peace, you still have to keep your distance from yourself quietly.

If you can say it, it is a way to lose. I don't know how long it will take you to get used to others leaving.

Because I am ready to leave at any time, how dare I say that I will stay with you for a long time? I have always been free to keep my promise.

I became a hedgehog whose thorns were pulled out by others. I become weak and will endure. I don't know who to rely on. I don't know you. I don't know you. I want to be isolated from the world. I'm not satisfied.

A classic sentence of "Sadness flows upstream into a river"

1, this is the world. Every day, like reeling silk, it is wound into a transparent cocoon. The container of the mind constructed by vanity and jealousy is increasingly infused with thick ink.

Although I was immersed in the solution of time and lost the details that should be intact, I still left a deep-rooted part and survived tenaciously in my heart. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

There was a smile in my life, but it finally dissipated like a 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.

4. Time has gently rewritten the context, and the color of the green onions extracted from the test tube has faded to pale gray in the long consumption. The rising sun is your staring eyes. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

I used to be the baby in your hand. I used to be the apple of your eye and kept praising everyone. You told me those stories before going to bed. Why do I become redundant now, like a virus, avoiding me? Will I die if I don't hide? Am I a plague?

6. In fact, how long and cold the night is. Those lights, those sunrises, those morning fogs will appear on time. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

7. If two people live on the moon, they can't hear each other's voice even if they face each other. Is it futile to open your mouth, or have you been gesturing sadly with sign language?

8. That heartache extends all the way to the temple. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.

10, those heavy sadness, along each other with deep love and deep hatred carved on the rings of life, counter-current river. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

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1, every life is like a full and sweet fruit, but some lives are consumed too early, revealing a wrinkled hard stone inside. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

If two people live on the moon, even if they face each other, they can't hear each other's voice. Is it futile to open your mouth, or have you been gesturing sadly with sign language? -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

3. The space where songs are formed allows years to come and go freely, so the face of the person who is still protected has never changed with great and endless hatred.

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

Nowadays, times have changed and we have all grown up. I really want you to go with me, but it has become impossible.

6. What's the use of holding on to straw if you don't learn to swim? -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

7. If blx is low in tears, is it a joke that it is a pistachio? I don't think there is any necessary connection.

8. Actually, I want to fly alone in the dark night sky. Fly to a place where no one can find it, be drowned by weeds, be drowned by tidal sound, be blown away by sand. Can we just stop here? Let me be thrown into nothingness by time in an unknown world. May I ...? -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"

9. Sometimes I feel that all sounds are a very casual feeling.

10, all living things have a nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, just like microorganisms in water droplets with high salt concentration will automatically swim to water droplets with low salt concentration, and no one will fall in love with trouble. -Jing M.Guo's "Sadness flows against the river"