From the aesthetic point of view, just say that: leave a loneliness for you and take a string of thoughts on the road.

1, the spring breeze warms me, expecting a tree to be bright and bright, and I am graceful and restrained in a poem not far away. In a blink of an eye, winter passed and spring came. Time flies, time is like water. It seems that the snow rhyme and plum soul in winter have not been enjoyed enough, and the skirts in spring have quietly brushed the mountains and rivers of the earth. Everything is slowly waking up, and the ice and snow are gradually melting. Sleeping in reincarnation, spring is full of branches of years, full of vitality and fragrance.

This season, winter, before we say goodbye, the footsteps of spring have quietly arrived. The feeling of early spring is full of joy, gently stirring the soft heartstrings. In the early Qing Dynasty, she was slightly cold, reluctant to part with the cold and scorching sun. She is always so cute. Winter, like a naughty child, tugs at the skirts of spring and refuses to leave. Spring is shy, and the ignorant desire slowly slips away in the pull of winter.

3, light smoke and rain, drunk Jiangnan, love at first sight, then love; I forgot to go back when I came. A pool of clear lotus, a pool of misty rain. No vines, no branches, and the fragrance is far and clear. Time like flowing water, walking on a long bluestone slab and bathing in the morning light, has a poetic and picturesque feeling and a leisurely and quiet mind. Twenty-four Bridges and Bright Moon, an old story in the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, poetic and picturesque for thousands of years, drunk in a clear word.

Everything in April is colorful and pleasant, and everything is fresh and beautiful. But if I can, I want to write quietly with my clumsy brushstrokes, writing about the colorful flowers of that season, the flowers of that season are red and green, and a tree is pear-white. Of course, there are also early spring snow scenes on the drunken grassland, and there are also memories that have been vaguely washed away.

5. I will miss you tenderly in my eyes, send a joy to the distance, let a flower bloom with gentle beauty, let the rain fall with fresh poetry, meet and enrich the background color of life, which is the most beautiful bloom and warmth on the plain paper of years, like the memory of the palm of your hand, depicting the colorful clouds of life. Don't disturb in the years, smile and collect beautiful things. Even if one day the hair is like snow, the memories will still be filled with those warm times you gave.

6. Your existence, like a meter of warm sunshine, a paper full of thoughts and entrusted words, is sent to you thousands of miles away. Between the dust, the past is falling, and even the memories are so pale. All the flowers are thin, and the world of mortals sighs for a lifetime, and each other is unforgettable. Since when, you have become an unavoidable dependence in my heart. Looking forward to yesterday, no one complained about the sadness of your life.

7. The faint glow stopped at the dusk of heartbroken cliff. The moonlight in the broken night has not climbed the branches of willow branches, and the faint candlelight has not dispelled the fog around the deep forest on the cliff. Bleak time sweeps through the tree rings, leaving yellow leaves flying all over the sky. The vicissitudes of life pass through the flowery spring, the weak flower shadows are everywhere, the withered cardamom jumps over the disappearing space, and the phantom is lost in Qiu Lai in spring.

8. Every inch of time should be cherished, not used to remember troubles and troubles. Looking at the bleak autumn, the faint fingertips still shine with sunshine. I just want to have a plum-bone Zen mind, soft-hearted and kind-hearted, stand in Xiangmei Valley, sow the seeds of hope, take good care of it, warm the ice of silence all my life, listen to the wind and water, and wait for the spring breeze to meet, sprout, blossom and bear fruit. Don't care about gains and losses, just work hard.

9. Time flies, leaving you and me lost in the panic of happiness. The spring breeze is ruthless, blowing away a relationship; Spring rain doesn't understand the world, diluting the world of mortals. Last night, the flute in the attic sounded like a red candle, and two hearts embraced and smiled. This is a beautiful scene, but I can't see it today. Love in the world of mortals is full of sores, and I can't take away the beauty in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, leaving you with a loneliness and a string of thoughts on the road.

10, those romantic stories are all dreams sketched with pencils. In their youth, they let their imaginations run wild. If the eraser of time keeps erasing, they still can't erase the mark of their passion. Happiness is often accompanied by tears. Even after being wiped dry, there will always be indelible memories in tears. Although the past is beautiful, it hurts. When all the vows are made in blowing in the wind, I still look forward to the next one.

1 1. Look at life calmly and be yourself quietly. If life is listening to a beautiful music, then pain is an indispensable note; If life is an endless sea, then setbacks are waves that suddenly turn up; If life is a trek through endless desert, then ideal is an oasis of hope. Life is full of variables, but what directly affects the direction of life is self-control.

12. Smiles bloom on people's faces, like beautiful flowers, always emitting charming fragrance. Smile is a traditional and popular ballad, and every note reveals the sincerity of the sender. The frozen smile is a landscape painting, elegant and popular, warm, subtle and gentle. Smiling face is an open-minded and fresh expression of the soul, gentle and friendly without losing beauty.

13, if we meet and are good to each other, it will be sunny. Because I know that I met gently; Bright and beautiful love; When your heart moves, you will miss yourself and meet each other, which will make the picturesque fleeting time have a meaningful taste, just as the wind will remember the fragrance of a flower and the rain will remember the freshness of a green leaf. In this world, there are always some things that will never get old. Looking back, smiling lightly is both pleasant and beautiful.

14. There is still a sachet hanging on the green vine of memory. If there is no reincarnation between me and love, why do green mountains and green waters and distant people look so familiar? Perhaps, I am a camphor tree reclining on your journey, an Aegean fish released during your leisure fishing, and a metal button near your heart in your coat pocket, just blowing you a sigh of relief.

15, the best thing in life is to listen to your heart. It interprets the most touching notes in life and the most primitive and simple rhythm in human nature. The soul of the dance dances gently, and the melody turns into a trickle, slowly sliding into the depths of the soul and rippling in the heart lake. The heart flies with the melodious melody, enjoying the charm of music alone, listening to the voice of the heart alone and enjoying all this.

16, Sakura and Yoshino Sakura are not as white as peach blossoms or pear blossoms. They are lotus gray. 20% off cherry blossoms are plump and ruddy, almost like begonia in Beijing in spring. In addition, there are pale yellow Yujin Sakura, drooping branch Sakura, the earliest cherry blossom on the other side of the vernal equinox, and more than 300 pieces of chrysanthemum cherry petals, which cover overlapping and compete for beauty.

17, listen to a piece of music, such as thin wind, tired body and impetuous mood, exile with the music, freshen up, then float out of the window and fall in the quiet place of time. There are always many joys and sorrows in the corner of the years, and the past cannot be concealed. The warm words of wisteria, the melody in the wind, and the whisper of lips will all condense into a bright track in memory. Life is as good as ever

18, walk through the wind and rain, calmly face every day, and let the wind and rain interpret the beauty of the years; Listen to the flowers, watch the rain, and feel the changes of fleeting time and time with a pure heart; Waiting for flowers to bloom, feelings are warm. The same road has different scenery. Same road, different time, different scenery; Different people will also see different scenery. What kind of scenery there is on the road depends on your heart.

19, the time is steady and persistent, the steps are steady and easy, the years pass, and the wind and rain are accompanied. Towards the direction of the soul, towards the yearning of the soul, no matter the ups and downs, no matter the ups and downs. If the heart is fixed, why chase it; If the heart is stable, why be impetuous; If the heart is clean, why swing? Waiting at the ferry of time, sailing in the bustling city in a canoe of years, quietly enjoying the beauty of life, stopping in the bustling city and harvesting different scenery.

20. Spring rain kisses the earth and nourishes everything. Everything can't wait for the return of spring rain. The furry grass looked at the world curiously. The buds stretch their curled limbs and dance happily, adding color to spring. Peach blossom and pear blossom are competing to sing the songs of spring. People also wear spring clothes, enthusiastically echoing the strangeness of nature, comparable to nature.

Leave a blank place and be willing to wait.

First, my heart is full of you, but you never put me in your heart.

Second, at that time, I didn't understand that there was a kind of calm called a stagnant pool.

Third, let the unforgettable things have a place in your heart, not all.

Fourth, leave some blanks and be willing to wait.

5. The biggest regret in life is the wrong persistence and giving up easily.

Put away your ridiculous tears, no one will sympathize with you.

Seven, youth stood on tiptoe to dance blue poems.

Eight, silly thought that he really knew everything, and finally found himself cheated.

Nine, if the relationship is long, it is not pork.

X. The beauty diluted by time makes the pain clearer.

My biggest wish now is to get up every morning and see you at first sight.

Twelve, sometimes I suddenly think of it and inadvertently miss those noisy days in the past.

Thirteen, I'm just a child. Please don't put too much pressure on me and make me breathless.

Fourteen, love a person, you must know how to retain.

Even if I don't live long, I know I tried.

You asked me to take the watch you gave me, but you took off the other one yourself.

Seventeen, does it really belong to you? Do not miss it.

Eighteen, what you care about, you will be hurt.

Nineteen, use a pen to carve the only one on the score, lamenting that you will never understand my heart.

On the surface, your love for me is flawless, and I don't want to know the gloom behind it.

Twenty-one, mistress, no one will understand why his tears are.

22, suddenly found that love can be so hurtful.

Twenty-three, Shakespeare said: Today this place will be the home of your soul.

Twenty-four. What the hell? Injury, why stay in my heart.

25. Why do you like to watch the sky alone? We're just hurt.

Twenty-six, everyone is a referenced landscape in the eyes of others.

27. Mom, I'm thirsty. Mom, I'm hungry. Mom, where are my clothes? Mom, did you buy something delicious? . . . . Talk to my dad. Dad, where's my mom?

Twenty-eight, if you don't belong to yourself, why care?

Twenty-nine, how happy I am, waiting for a meeting too late in the rainy twilight.

I don't tidy my room. I am a beauty in a messy room.

Thirty-one, the dream has been broken, and the heart has been destroyed. Love will end like a TV series one day.

Whenever I look at the blue sky, I don't like talking anymore. Whenever I speak, I dare not look at the blue sky again.

Be good to yourself, because no one will treat you as the whole world.

34. Just watch from a distance.

Love is like negotiation. Is it important? Not the process, but the result.

Mom, you are right. I didn't know my mistake until I hit the wall.

Life is unfair, no matter what the situation is, please go all out!

Thirty-eight, some people have three or four women to burn, and some people can't even touch the scum of a woman. This world is unfair!

Love is a war. I'm not afraid of losing, but you are unhappy.

Lies are sometimes truth. Fallacy and truth are often only one step away.

Forty-one, not afraid to do wrong, afraid to follow the wrong person.

Forty-two, I can't give you tenderness, I hope she can give you all.

43. Every woman who dare not love again must have loved deeply. It seems that all kinds of poisons do not invade, but in fact, all kinds of poisons have already invaded the body.

Forty-four, I can't find a shoulder to lean on, I can only make myself stronger.

Forty-five, sometimes you lose too much and don't know what you can gain.

46. Dreams and reality are always far away, far away.

47. I just found out that love is not the most beautiful thing in the world.

48. I don't know if I quit for you or not.

49. At the moment you want to give up, think about why you insisted on coming here in the first place.

Raising fish is very troublesome. I always forget to change the water once a week, so I only need to change the fish once a week.

A sad heart.

This belongs to me and you, but now I'm the only one left. There was so much sweetness in the past, so much eternity, and now I'm the only one left with those pasts.

I don't know when you will think of it again, or forget it forever.

She should be much gentler around you than me.

I will only bother you and rely on you for everything.

I can't do anything without you now.

The so-called growth is just a lie made up to let you start a new life with peace of mind.

I said, if you don't love me, I won't bother you anymore.

This is not to say that I don't love you, but that I love you so much until you leave me, and I don't want to make you unhappy.

If you choose her, it will make you happier.

I can only choose to hold on to my memories.

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My sadness is a sea.

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.

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, and I am being assimilated.

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

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?

Happiness and happiness are so similar, but is happiness happiness happiness?

We are like needles on the surface, turning and turning, watching time pass by in a hurry, but there is nothing we can do.

Those who once said that they would never part have already been scattered all over the world.

Maybe the price of going too far is loneliness.

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