Compared with us, our next generation is not worth the loss. They can't appreciate A Dream of Red Mansions.

"Human Nature" is the most interesting book, and it will never be finished.

The most annoying person, if you study it carefully, you will always find that he is just a poor man.

I don't know how many fat people have said that she was thinner than me when she was my age ―― this seems to indicate that I will be fatter than them in the future. Reporter: Irene doesn't eat fireworks. She used to be thin, but now she is slim, and there is no danger of getting fat in the future.

Talent, appearance and virtue are almost as short-lived. "Marry a wife and marry a virtue" like xx, but his wife is nagging more and more, which makes him desperate.

Books are the best friends. The only drawback is that it deepens myopia, but it is still worth it.

I like reading some books, and I don't like reading some books ―― such as O 'Henry's works ―― just as the taste of food doesn't agree with me.

I like reading books that hate water, because the water is neither high nor low. I dare not write as high as a dream of red mansions and flowers on the sea. As low as "XX" and "XX", I feel sick. I also like reading novels like Xie Puchao. However, there are great differences between social novels.

I don't like reading Wang Xiaoyi's books because there is no sense of reality. Although it's quite smooth, I'd rather read novels like Idle Grass and Wild Flowers.

There is always time and opportunity to do things; There is always an excuse for not doing anything.

Memories are always melancholy. It's a pity that the pleasant ones are over, but it's still sad to think of the unpleasant ones. The most gratifying thing is "overcoming difficulties", and every time I think of it, I am full of joy.

A bosom friend is like a mirror, reflecting the most beautiful part of our nature.

When a person is in love, he can best show the noble quality in his nature. This is why love novels are always popular ―― no matter ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign.

I don't know what to say when I meet people. If you go out on foreign affairs, or often meet strangers, you will get better gradually ―― not touching others for a while will hinder your writing.

Some people say: I don't think time has passed, and I won't know until I see my child grow up. I think a better way is to get paid at the end of each month ―― until another month passes. But I've never had this experience. Reporter: Now Aileen can know by paying royalties every six months, but the interval is longer.

"There is no north and south in autumn, and people's hearts are shallow and deep." This is my grandfather's poem.

Doing something for others is still a little resentful. It's interesting to be alive, otherwise it's too empty.

Actresses and actresses always say, "I like writing, too, but I'm too busy." The implication seems to be that if they are not busy with many other things, such as acting, they can also become writers.

Some people enjoy it, happiness is doubled, and sadness is halved.

Moving is really troublesome! But when I think of you, I say, "I used to complain every time I moved, but after I moved, I always felt: Fortunately, I moved!" " "I get a little comfort.

I deliberately don't want my home to be too tidy, otherwise I may: (1) I will move again soon; (2) I will live here forever, which is not what I want.

The small terrace in your bedroom is like a corner of Lushan Mountain and a world in a pot.

In the past, the windows in Shanghai were more worth seeing than those in Hong Kong. Maybe more Belarus and a little emotion. Reporter: In recent years, Hong Kong also has a window worth seeing.

Teaching is difficult ― you must act and be a man.

I can't write these days. I seem to be constipated.

It's not cost-effective to write and correct when copying.

Hate in life:

(1) Begonia has no fragrance; (2) The shad is spiny; (3) Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions is incomplete; (4) Gao E's reckless reform-deserved to die. Press: The first three sentences are used in the article "Unfinished Dream of Red Mansions", and the time difference is slightly deleted. Later I said, "If you don't need it, I'll use it." Irene used it.

Her eyes always remind me of the word "gaze".

Many women waste because they are unhappy, which is a kind of compensation. For example, if her husband is cold to her, he will spend money indiscriminately.

Listening to what she wears is like looking at an album. The face is already familiar, just match the clothes with your imagination.

Some writers write about food and only choose what they like. I deliberately wrote what I didn't like, such as noodles (fast and economical), tea eggs and hooves.

It doesn't matter whether others write like themselves; I'm afraid it's worse than myself It would be even worse if I read it and think I wrote it myself.

When writing a novel, you must thoroughly understand the whole situation (including all the details of the characters and background), otherwise it will be as unreal as man-made fiber.

I was happy when I finished writing a chapter, and I couldn't wait to call you immediately, but it was not bright at that time, so it was not convenient to disturb people's dreams. Unfortunately, the happiness passed quickly and I had to force myself to start writing a new chapter.

I have only one thing in common with all women, that is, I don't like books. Other qualities, such as jealousy and meanness, are not limited to women, but also committed by men. In troubled times, books are lost one after another, just like some people fail in speculation again and again, but they still refuse to stop. When you want to flee hastily, that book can only be thrown away, or San Qian is not worth two dollars, just like a woman's jewelry, which can only be cut off when you are eager to get rid of it; Otherwise, I will take root for those books, reluctant to leave, and be trapped in China like xxx. I have never seen a woman who likes books as much as some men. Women always think that everything is better than books. The conclusion is that women's silence and non-interference in men's books can stand the test of love.

Yes, it's like taking care of a hungry baby. You must feed him on time, again and again, and it will never end. I was worried about this as soon as I heard about xx's plan.

I hate women who think they are learned and men who think they are beautiful.

I thought the publication of this book would not make me as happy as when it was first published, but I am still happy now. I'm glad to have you around. Who else can I tell?

Ecstasy, I can imagine their psychology; I simply can't understand such a modest person as you!

I didn't have good clothes to wear when I was a child. Later, I tried to dress brightly for a while, which earned me the reputation of "fancy clothes". Forget it. I don't want to wear it now.

This poem obviously imitates Liang Wenxing's works, just like a monkey in human clothes, both alike and unlike.

I like this book. When reading it, I should be very careful and wrap it in paper so as not to defile the cover. If you don't like it, don't pack it. I don't like this novel, but the cover is really beautiful, so I'll keep it.

This face seems to be a well-written first chapter, which makes people want to see it.

Even the treasures treasured at home should be taken out for others to appreciate and evaluate every once in a while, so as to rediscover their own value.

Meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, neither earlier nor later, you happened to catch up. Except to ask softly, "Oh, are you there?"

When I met you, I became very depressed, as low as dust, but I was happy inside. There will be a flower.

Because I have loved, I am kind; Because you know, you are tolerant.

We can never go back.

Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Married a red rose, over time, the red one turned into a touch of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was the moonlight in front of the window; Married a white rose, the white is the glutinous rice on the clothes, and the red is the Zhu Shazhi in my heart.

Born in this world, there is no feeling that is not full of holes.

Is it worth loving you? In fact, you should know that love is not worth asking.

Once a woman falls in love with a man, it is like a cup of poisoned wine given to her. She is willing to drink it in the most beautiful posture, and all her heart is handed over. Life and death are out of her control!

I want you to know that no matter when and where, there is always someone waiting for you in this world. Anyway, you know, there is always such a person.

Life and death are rich-loving your son, holding your hand, and growing old with your son are the saddest poems ... birth and death, parting, are all major events beyond our control. Compared with external forces, we are so small, so small! But we insisted,' I will always be with you, and we will never leave'. -Like we can do it ourselves.

I like money, because I have never suffered from it, and I don't know its disadvantages, only its advantages.

In retrospect, if this thing smells, it is the smell of camphor. Sweet and safe, like remembering clear happiness; Sweetness and disappointment, like forgotten sadness.

Women can't get the respect of the same sex without the love of the opposite sex. That's what women do.

We are all lonely people.

Are you young? Never mind, I will be old in two years.

A useless woman is the best woman.

Women ... women talk about men all their lives, miss men and complain about men forever.

The greatest happiness in life is to find that the person you love just loves you.

It's easy to fantasize that a man is tall, and then he will soon find out his meanness. Time and time again, expectations were dashed.

Disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness, because we have expectations, so we will be disappointed. Because there is love, there will be expectations, so even disappointment is a kind of happiness, although this happiness is a bit painful.

If I don't love you, I won't miss you, I won't be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won't lose confidence and fighting spirit, and I won't suffer. If only I couldn't love you.

If emotions and years can be gently torn apart and thrown into the sea, then I would like to be silent at the bottom of the sea from now on. I like what you said, but I don't understand. My silence, you want to see, but you don't understand.

Whether you can love someone enough to ask him for pocket money is a strict test.

For people who can't speak, clothes are a language, and pocket play is carried with you.

You don't flirt with women, she says you are not a man; If you flirt with her, she will say that you are not a gentleman.

Love is not complicated, just three words come and go, not "I love you, I hate you", "Forget it, how are you? Sorry. "

For people after the age of 30, ten years and eight years are just a matter of a snap of your fingers, while for young people, three years and five years can be a lifetime.

Generally speaking, most people who have lived for half their lives have some real life experiences and some original opinions. They never wanted to write it down. Things have changed and disappeared.

Men do wrong things, but women plan how to do wrong things in the distance. Women don't think much about the future-they also try to forget their past-so God knows what they have to think about!

When a man expects a woman's body, he cares about her soul and deceives himself into falling in love with her soul. Only by occupying her body can he forget her soul.

If you really commit suicide, it's over when you die, but life is more terrible than death. Life can go on indefinitely, getting worse and worse, even worse than the worst state you imagined at first.

Clothes that are too big have a special allure. Walking and walking, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises. Where there are people, people are shaking, and where there are no people, clothes are shaking, illusory and extremely mysterious.

"Life and death are generous and enjoyable; Holding your hand and growing old with your son "is a sad poem, but its attitude towards life is so positive." "I don't like bravery. I like solemn and stirring, and I prefer desolation. Heroes are just strength. Without beauty, they seem to lack humanity. Sadness is like a bright red and green color scheme, with a strong contrast. , but still greater than inspiration. The reason why desolation has a deeper and longer aftertaste is because it is like green with powder, which is an uneven contrast.

I am an eccentric girl, and I have been regarded as a genius since I was a child. I have no other goal in life except developing my talent. However, when my childhood fantasy faded away, I found that I had nothing but the dream of genius-it was all the quirks of genius. The world forgave Vane's barbarism, but they won't forgive me.

One day, our civilization, whether lofty or flashy, will become a thing of the past. However, autumn is still clear as water and bright as a mirror, so I should be happy.

Photos are just broken shells of life; As time goes by, melon seeds are swallowed one by one, and everyone knows the taste, leaving only black and white melon seeds that have been messed up.

Laugh, and the whole world will laugh and cry with you, and only you will cry.

Women get married to survive, and the essence is no different, just the relationship between wholesale and retail.

Some men like to teach a woman badly. They like to influence a bad woman and make her a good woman.

Ah, be famous early, come too late, and be less happy. Even if individuals can wait, the times are hasty, already being destroyed, and more destruction is coming.

You doubted your wife. She cheated you. If you don't doubt your wife, she will doubt you.

What's the use of having children? What's the use? Life and death?

I like the way I doubted everything when I was four years old.

From the outside, it seems that women's status in the world is different. In fact, women are always low, and it is useless to be angry. Life is not an angry thing. .

If there is too much money, don't consider it; There is no money at all, and you don't have to consider it.

I can also imagine the psychology of ecstatic people; I can't understand such a modest person as you!

People dressed up appear in decent places, and when they see the same kind, they are also seen. This is socializing.

Extradition from one point of view to another is often mistaken for evasion. Because the distance is close, the reality in front of us can only be seen clearly if it is combined with another more clear reality.

However, the wine is in the stomach and the matter is in the heart. There always seems to be a layer in the middle. No amount of wine can drown your heart.

After a man knows a woman thoroughly, he won't love her anymore.

Once upon a time, when he hated men in novels and asked women to live together, he just said, "Please give me some comfort". Comfort is purely spiritual, but it is synonymous here. But now he knows that the boundary between spirit and matter can't be so clear. Words are useless. Holding hands for a long time is a more appropriate comfort, because few people can talk, and even fewer people really have something to say.

He looked at his own body, not like himself, but like a lover outside himself, deeply sad and felt that he had wasted himself.

Women haven't been assigned their share of the property, and their mixed burdens often have that wait-and-see look.

Kind people always suffer, and the burden of sadness seems to be innate, so they can only bear it.

Small troubles and difficulties can cultivate a serious outlook on life.

No matter the big workshop of Chinese and foreign ethics, it is originally for women, making beautiful women harder to get and more valuable, and it is also a kind of protection for ugly women, so that they will not face failure outside. Women today have no such protection.

Children in loving families, no matter how unstable their lives are, are still full of confidence and compassion-aggressive and fearless.

He finally smiled and nodded slightly to her. But he really didn't know what to say, and he couldn't find another word. His heart was as empty as washed, and the two men looked at each other silently, only feeling that water was flowing there.

If you promise to help a woman, she will do anything for you: but if you do her a favor, she won't be busy helping you. So you should always promise to help different women, so that you can get a little reward and a little benefit-because there is only one kind of gratitude to women: in advance.

There are many ways for women to please people. People who only look at her figure have lost many valuable benefits in life. Pleasing healthy people is the oldest occupation in the world, and it is also a very common occupation for women. Women who marry for a living can fall into this category. It goes without saying that you have a beautiful body and please people with your body; Have beautiful thoughts and please people with thoughts; It doesn't really make much difference.

Men's pity for women is close to love; A woman will never fall in love with a man she thinks is delicate and touching. Women's love for men is worship.

I love you, what's it to you? Strange, I can't blame you.

All women are colleagues.

The loveliest thing in life is to give up.

They have been staring at their navel all their lives, trying to find it, but others are also interested and ask others to stare. "

"In the past, literati lived by the ruling class. Things are slightly different now. I am glad that my parents are not' emperors' but the masses. If you don't kiss up to the public-the public is really the cutest employer, not so capricious,' unpredictable' and don't put on airs, treat people sincerely, and remember you for five years and ten years for your little benefit. And the public is abstract. If you have to have a master, of course you would rather have an abstract one. "

"Childhood is warm and slow day by day, just like the sunshine on the pink velvet lining inside old cotton shoes."

"My brother is very beautiful, and I am not beautiful at all. Everyone in my family regretted it since childhood, because such a small mouth, such big eyes and such long eyelashes were born on the boy's face, which was a waste. "

"Some people say,' I was going to travel around the world, especially to see the Sahara desert, but now I'm fighting.' Yan Ying said,' Never mind, wait until they have finished the war. The Sahara desert will probably not be bombed. I am optimistic. "

"The art of life, there is a part that I can't appreciate. I know how to watch' Clouds in July', listen to Scottish soldiers playing bagpipes, enjoy rattan chairs in the breeze, eat salted peanuts, enjoy neon lights on rainy nights, and reach out from a double-decker bus to pick leaves at the top of trees. When there is no boundary between people, I am full of joy in life. But I can't overcome this little distress for a day. Life is a gorgeous robe full of fleas. "

In spring, the sun shines obliquely on the window. The faint bell rang in the small church far and near. On such a beautiful Sunday, you can feel it flowing away outside the window.

She died inch by inch, and the lovely world died inch by inch.

"I no longer like you. You don't like me anymore. I've been thinking about this resolution for a year and a half, but I don't want to add difficulties to you. Don't come to me, even if you write, I won't read it. "

One day, our civilization was completely destroyed, and everything was finished-burned out, bombed out, collapsed, and perhaps this wall was left. Tassel, if we meet ... tassel was under this wall, maybe you will be sincere to me, maybe I will be sincere to you.

Ghosts, ghosts many years ago, ghosts that have not been reborn after many years ... what is true and what is false? Autumn used to be winter, and Qiao Qi lost contact with reality.

Women deserve to die when they are taken in by men; Women should give to men, especially; If a woman wants to be cheated by a man and fails, but is cheated by others, it is double lewdness. ...

Live to be happy, live to make use of it, not waste it.

I'm living in an old dream now, dreaming a new dream in an old dream.

Beauty only makes people feel that everything is over.

Several women are deeply loved because of the beauty of their souls.

If a man falls in love with a woman, he finds the aura he has been looking for! He was intoxicated by the beauty of the halo, and he gave him a lot of tenderness. The woman was felt by the gentleness of the man and gave herself to the man without hesitation. Finally, this halo was tightly worn on my body ..... As time went by, the halo faded and the man's face grew old. With the aura, men gradually mature and see a lot of things! But at the same time, he also feels that women are old: they have lost their former glory!

Good man: He knows that women's brilliance has been closely integrated into his life! This is a woman's luck!

Bad man: He will get bored, easily peel off the aura from himself and then throw it away! It is a woman's misfortune!

If you had known me before, you would forgive me now.

Without you, I won't die, I will only wither.

Prosperity and life will disappear, but time will not change, people will come and go with contempt. This is also the reason why people are sad.

She sent a letter to Hu Lancheng and opened it with a blank sheet of paper. "I'll give you a blank sheet of paper and let you write down what you want on it."

Butterflies are the soul of flowers, the eternal thoughts of flowers in the past, and the vows of finding this life.

The car of the times went ahead with a bang. We sat in the car and passed only a few familiar streets, but we also felt thrilling in the firelight all over the sky. Unfortunately, we are too busy looking for our own shadow in the fleeting shop window-we only see our own face, pale and small; Our selfishness and emptiness, our shameless stupidity-everyone is like us, but each of us is lonely.

The time in the dream always feels very long, but it's actually only a moment, but I always feel that it's forever, as if knowing each other for many years doesn't count.

I don't know if it's because I love you too much, so it's like this.

Probably people are born good, because after all, they like to live. It is really impossible to have good things and bad things can be done. Bad things don't happen to others, only to themselves.

A beautiful girl, no matter how she comes from, always has an uncertain future, or should I say unpredictable, and she has the mystery of fate. As soon as I got married, a queen died, or a famous prostitute died. No one knows which one.

The daughter is tired at home and loses money, but the beautiful daughter is never among them.

That is the pride brought by inferiority complex. My head is full of fantasies, but it is not ideal.

Things like feelings are difficult to deal with. You can't put them in the refrigerator, thinking that they can be kept for a while and won't go bad.

He loves her! A vicious person, he loves her, but that's all for her.

Maybe just to take care of them, most of them fell down.

When I first met you, no matter how ugly or bad it was, it was still something outside of you. However, after being together for a long time, where can you tell which is your inner and which is your outer?

If I have to leave you, I won't commit suicide or fall in love with others, I will only let myself wither.

Tragedy is a completion, while desolation is a revelation.

Get a bosom friend and die without regret. He felt that her shadow would always lean on him and comfort him. Although she hated him, her feelings for him were so strong in the end that it didn't matter what feelings she had, only feelings. They are the primitive relationship between hunters and prey, the relationship between tigers and monks, and the ultimate possession. She was born his man, and death is his ghost.

In the communication of words, novels are the shortest distance between two points.

We can grasp the incomparable ourselves and this decadent and beautiful world again, and the two bodies are tied together back to back. You are falling on me, and I am falling on you and sinking. "

When a man really has feelings, his love is far greater than that of a woman.

Finally, every man's money is always spent on a woman.

If a man doesn't love you, it's useless to him no matter how good he is or how bad he is.

Because the result of spiritual love is always marriage, while physical love often stops at a certain stage, and there is little hope of marriage. There is only one problem in spiritual love: in the process of love, women often can't understand what men say. But that doesn't matter much. Later, they always get married, find children, buy furniture and hire people-women are much better than men in those things.

Women in their thirties often become extremely delicate and haggard in the blink of an eye. In short, it is difficult and painful to catch a man without marriage security, which is almost impossible.

No woman is loved because her soul is beautiful.

My friend Yan Ying said,' Every butterfly is the ghost of a flower in the past. Come back and find itself.

Marriage with love is often painful.

A man's greatest compliment to a woman is to propose marriage.

A woman's range of activities is limited, so a perfect woman is more perfect than a perfect man, and a bad woman is often worse than a bad man.

Instinctive love is good.

True understanding must come from love, but hate also has its strange and thorough understanding.

Women sometimes calm down, which is totally inhuman. And the acting is really good. I'm afraid every woman is an actress.

Perhaps love is neither passion nor nostalgia, but time has become a part of life.

Whether in art or in life, the most difficult thing is when to stop. China people are proud of this beauty.

Women often forget this; All their education is nothing more than teaching them to be strong-willed and resist the temptation of the outside world-but they spend their whole lives trying to provoke the temptation of the outside world.

Candlelight timidly created a world. Men and women only show part of their faces in the dark, golden, like unfinished masterpieces.

Women often argue fiercely with their husbands, trying to refute him. However, to a third party, she took his words as wise words. Poor husband.

Women don't make friends as fast as men. They have more secrets.

Living is nothing more than making others smile and occasionally smiling at others.

A long childhood, like eternal life, is quite enjoyable, and I think many people feel the same way; So rugged success is also a long journey, with no end in sight and desolation everywhere. Then time accelerates faster and faster, and the compound string tube becomes an emergency tube, and the dying year is far away.

Women have not yet been assigned a share of their property, and they often have the appearance of waiting for them with a mixed burden of sadness and joy. "

Shanghainese are as white as cucumbers and like milk powder substitutes.

Shanghai people's "communication" is not limited to fluency and sophistication. We can find real spiritual writing everywhere.

Shanghainese are traditional China people, tempered by modern high-pressure life. The exchange of deformed products between old and new cultures may not be very healthy, but there is a strange wisdom here.

Half of it is also because the layman's argument is relatively fresh and clumsy, not without merit. People in China always like to quote classics. Beautiful and accurate sentences and old jokes from two thousand years ago are used in daily conversations. These invisible fibers constitute our living past. Tradition itself enhances strength, because it is constantly being cited to new people, new things and new situations. As long as there are proper idioms. China people refused to speak directly. Think carefully, almost every possible situation has a suitable idiom to match.

The most popular dozens of Beijing operas, each of which provides us with an eternal and standard situation-the husband is too poor to love the rich, the children are not self-motivated, and the family loves and conflicts. The foul in Spinning Cotton is a book of this spirit. It is not a resistance to the basic system of Pingju, but a gentle massage to the golden rule that people admire-this opposition is actually an admission.

The old dramas handed down from generation to generation have given us many emotional formulas. Many details should be removed from the complex emotional exclusion formula in our real life, but the result is still satisfactory. After the feelings are simplified, they are stronger and more certain, plus the weight of thousands of years of experience. Personally, harmony with the environment is the most pleasant thing. The so-called environment is largely the habit of the masses.

Once upon a time, women kept a little thing in mind, tossing and turning, thinking hard, at the window of dusk, on a rainy night, at the bleak dawn. Ah, people from the past. . .

Even such a strange person loves her-that satisfies her vanity. Dani is a good woman, but she is a woman after all.

Qing Chuan can't imagine her married life in the blue sky. She is not a bird in a cage. Birds in cages will fly out as soon as they are opened. She is a bird embroidered on the screen-a Bai Niao in a golden cloud woven on a melancholy purple satin screen. With the passage of time, feathers turned black, moldy, moth-eaten and died on the screen.

The appearance of powder, white and green has been washed away by time.

Going to work in the society after finishing school is not necessarily the right way out for a beautiful girl like her who has no special skills. Naturally, she had better get married.

When a man wants to fly, it is a poor woman. Who knows why he wants to fly, but when he wants to fly, you can't keep his wings.

Life is like this, right? It has its patterns, and we must copy them.

Holding hands is a very sad process, because after holding hands, you let go.

The life of ordinary people, no matter how good it is, is also a peach blossom fan, with its head broken and blood spattered. Just add a little and dye it into peach blossoms.

No matter how talented and absolutely beautiful a woman is, if there is no love, it is just a rose waiting to wither.

Chang 'an felt that she was looking at the courtyard in the sun from quite a distance, looking down from the tall building, clear and kind, but unable to disturb the courtyard and trees. The two people dragged the melancholy shadow, without words and memories, and her first and last love was to hold them in a crystal bottle with both hands.

What is short is life, and what is long is suffering.

Thirty years ago in Shanghai, on a moonlit night ... thirty years ago, we may have missed seeing the moon. Young people think that the moon 30 years ago should be as red, yellow and wet as a copper coin, like a tear on Duoyunxuan stationery, old and confused. The moon recalled by the old man thirty years ago is happier, bigger, rounder and whiter than the moon in front of him. However, after 30 years of hard work, looking back, no matter how good the moonlight is, it will be a bit bleak.

When I hear something obviously irrelevant, I will think of you several times in my mind.

When you die, my story is over. When I die, your story is still very long.