2. The clock of life needs to be forced at every moment of life.

No one is sorry for anyone, only those who don't know how to cherish anyone.

4. The memory of scattered hatred is like a fish scale cut by a knife. Some are still in the body, some are in the water, and when the water is stirred, some fragments will still churn and flicker, but there are bloodshot eyes in the middle.

I like winter, because the days are short and the nights are long, so I have more time to escape.

My world doesn't allow you to disappear, no matter whether the ending is perfect or not.

7. Love is an elaborate lie.

8. Commitment is often like a butterfly, which flies beautifully and then disappears.

9. I am still used to the feeling of being loved. Maybe one day, in a noisy city, you and I pass by, and I will stop and stare at the distant figure and tell myself that person ... I once loved him.

10. Why does happiness always pass by? When I miss you occasionally, let ... memories accompany me.

1 1. love ... commitment between fingers ... tangled under love.

12. I love you very much from that day on.

All your love is buried in your diary, but my world still belongs to you.

13. I still have the ambition to love the original, and there is no deadline.

I still want to leave tonight, so that no one can see me kissing the air.

14. Raindrops hanging on leaves

This is an angel's tear

my heart

If it can bring you happiness.

I'd rather

15. People always like to get rid of bondage and seek another fresh and exciting life. Just like wearing shoes, walking barefoot for a long time will have a brand-new experience. However, once you touch the glass slag barefoot, you will be easily injured. ...

16.……………………

Love should not be an ellipsis.

—— —— ——

Love should not be a dash.

! ! ! ! ! ! !

Love should not be an exclamation point.

Like ...! ! !

She can only be a question mark.

17. My footsteps want to wander, but my heart wants to land, my shadow wants to fly, my people are still on the ground, my smile wants to disguise, but my tears want to surrender. People like me are not as strong as you think. If your lonely chest is the place where I depend, I will live there all my life. ...

18. The cover photo of the weekly magazine is eye-catching.

Tell the latest ridiculous jokes

Several design dialogues were added in the middle.

19. If you cry for missing the sunset, you will miss the stars.

20. People will always offend some people when they are alive, depending on whether those people are worthy of offending.

2 1. I asked God: How can I forget the sad thing while laughing?

God replied: Drive yourself crazy. (from: smiling face)

22. If your heart changes, so will your attitude. If your attitude changes, your habits will also change;

Habits have changed, so has your personality; If your personality changes, so will your life.

Be grateful in prosperity, be happy in adversity and live in the present.

23. Roses bloom quietly and violets wither quietly. Weeds spread quietly, depressed and depressed, but they have a taste. I am silent and never leave. ...

24. Fading is a real bloom, just a thing of the past.

25. The unreachable stars are always the brightest.

The small fish that slips away is always the most beautiful.

Missed movies are always the best.

My lost lover always knows me best.

I still don't understand what this is about.

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Compared with her, he is more like a playful child. He didn't grow up, but he still played in his castle. Once he wants to get close to the cruel real world, he chooses to escape and silence. Therefore, he won't see her collapse in the night when she is at a loss, nor will he understand that she is out of control in her hysterical crying. She would collapse, and he chose to escape again and again.

O every time she leaves, she always turns and walks away. He almost suspected that she was a heartless person. She seems to have put everything down, sometimes she seems to be very emotional, and she will burst into tears at the movies. She refused to give herself a warm hug. She is just a woman who easily creates a bitter atmosphere. She has predestined love and is too energetic. How can she be happy?

She couldn't help laughing. She is always crazy and thinks she is an angel. But the kingdom of heaven cannot tolerate such a battered woman as an emissary.

O some love is doomed to bring depression and trauma from the beginning. If you insist on accepting it, it must be a heartbreaking ending.

Writing this bowl of rice, not everyone can eat, this is a godsend rice bowl, not by hard work. There is no talent for hard work, only vomiting blood until death is unsuccessful. No hard-working talent, just secretly wasted, and finally God took it back.

O it's rare and unusual to have such a woman. They are literary and sensitive, simple in behavior but profound in thought; They may not be beautiful, but they are always full of dazzling brilliance, which is what distinguishes them from other customs. They are usually unhappy. They have outstanding characteristics and major shortcomings. They kept walking in the world of mortals, feeling those worldly sorrows, hiding in the sky at night and crying, stepping on tears during the day, but still so gorgeous.

She has no heart, they have no soul, and when they meet, they are doomed to be scattered.

O There are too few brave men in the world, which can only be seen in novels, while brave women abound; It was men who set off the fireworks, but women put them last. Unwilling, love is incomplete, strive for it and fight against fate. After all, it is still not as embarrassing as sharing love with others or being temporarily taken back.

O how many people's dreams have been realized by the internet? You can open the window to talk about love, but whose love will come with sincerity?

O after all, life is life, not a harmless novel. Novels always stop at the most critical moment, leaving you with endless reverie, and life is a tangle of branches and leaves.

You have an aggressive temperament. This temperament will make you lose many opportunities to be loved-because few people dare to approach you.

O many people love, love is tired, love becomes incompetent, life is numb, but there is no need for relationships. Love is powerless, and the organs of the body are still vigorous, so men and women can only love each other.

O without love, it is a happy thing for single men. Hollow people don't necessarily live worse than multi-hearted people, at least they are happy and away from troubles.

O she is more likely to be led and guided by powerful people. No one knows this tendency. People who face her always regard her as fragile or an angel. Respect her if you can, and protect her if you can.

O She is like a soft parasitic animal, and he happens to be a strong tree. She slowly found him and began to live on him. Slowly, her soul merged with him.

O Sometimes emotions are such a strange thing. When you are desperately looking for it, it hides and escapes. You ignore it, but it suddenly appears.

O If one day she finds the only thrill, she will meet him and hold his arm in tears until he is stained. She will be very wronged and say, I have been looking for you for so many years, why did you show up now?

He never told her and left her alone, but her appearance surrounded him like a spell. Once it appears, it will be completely shrouded, and his life can no longer be without her traces.

O So this change is just a hug or a sentence. There is only a thin line between love and non-love, and the previous one is just brave bedding.

In her desperate pen, he caused the ruins-like emptiness. She is just a simple woman, hoping that this pure love can blossom and bear fruit, and he always sticks to the castle he built, step by step, and dares not move forward.

O no matter how strong the feelings are, once they are determined to be cut off, they will only be extinguished in an instant.

O the timing is not right, and romance becomes a drag.

O he almost out of control reached out to hold her hand and begged her not to give him joy so soon, but to take sadness with him. He is far from being as strong as she thought, and he can't stand being hurt.

She once met him in the middle of the night without the sun, and was attracted by his darkness. She finally came out to see the sun. That gloomy illness directly affected her, and they gradually became equally thin, morbid and depressed. Just like the characters in the director's works of Mesozoic in Taiwan Province Province, everyone is at a loss on the edge of transformation. Some people think it is beautiful, but she doesn't think so.

Not all people are as lucky as you. When you meet the girl of your dreams, the streets are full of scars, bald men, bowlegged people and fat people like Xiao Lei. They have the same dignity, but they also want to live and love.

Only naive people will say something without talent. She has always thought so about her rudeness.

She hugged him tightly, and this kind of physical contact can comfort the empty soul. Only in this way can she comfort her lost soul.

O if she finally finds that person, when she sees him, she will definitely pinch his arm until he is black and blue, and she will say, why did you show up so late?

She really doesn't think there is anything cola in gagging, but there are thousands of people in Qian Qian who listen so attentively and laugh so knowingly. Happiness comes so easily, why is it so far away from her?

O how long has it been? I haven't been so close to anyone. Look at his eyebrows and say something sincere to his face. Eyes don't lie, and expressions don't lie, so it's true.

O women don't have to compete with men for wisdom. Men try their best to accumulate knowledge, and sometimes they want to be heroes in the eyes of women in peacetime.

In fact, she is just a fragile child. Why do people around her unconsciously hang her on a high place and then face her with all their precautions? All she needs is a simple hug.

O happiness, in others, is easy to get, but in her, it is as difficult as going to heaven. She tried to find and climb, and it always looked at her leisurely in the air. She struggled, sacrificed the years and was abandoned year after year. It is always so far away. Even if it is only a finger's distance, it is still unattainable.

O He is an inferiority complex and has created a dream country for himself. He was fascinated by the power of space in the lie game. In this lie, he is a prince. He stood in the supreme position, enjoying the love and worship of a strange woman. He is addicted to it, day by day. He blinded his eyes and thought that he could go on like this forever, dreaming beautiful dreams and maintaining his boredom.

O she has escaped many secular rules over the years. She lives like a nomad, and no one can hold her soul in her hands.

O in the face of love, obesity seems so out of place, which makes all good things burst in front of us. Arrogant men will compromise in love, and may secretly cry when no one is around. Just to get the right to love a woman and let yourself be wronged.

O once she thought that the dispute between him and her could last until both of them turned gray, but nothing came of it. Now, she counts it carefully, but it's only been a year. A year, more than 300 days and nights, she has been indifferent to him.

O what a weak animal she is, as long as she makes a firm commitment, she can be extremely determined, but he is stingy with giving. Little men usually make mistakes, too fond of haggling over every ounce, too concerned about the balance of payments, too ignorant of the rare true feelings. How can he capture her enthusiasm? She is like a piece of Wang Yang, and he is just a boat, so thin and rickety that a breeze on the sea can overturn it, let alone such a violent storm. Those heroes can only give themselves wounds and embarrass themselves. In fact, everything can be satisfactorily explained in the past: he is only a mortal, but she wants him to do the deeds of heaven and earth. Why is she so difficult for him?

O they should not be reluctant to interweave on parallel lines, they can only look at each other naturally to achieve appreciation and yearning.

O it's not difficult to relax. A thought can unbutton your buttons. Many people are immersed in emotions and are as hard to extricate themselves as she is, so they really need a kind of rescue or hope for a kind of magic.

O lonely women often lack pure self-confidence. They look arrogant and thin, just like a kind of color protection, which makes them feel at ease with the outside world. This kind of isolation will bring great security. The love, appreciation or affection that the outside world actively pours in is undoubtedly a signal of friendship beyond her skin color, or it can build a bridge to let her slowly relax her vigilance.

O I want to transform you into a tacky girl, laughing unscrupulously in the sun all day, getting a healthy tan, and it's not impossible to turn your face, a bit like fireworks. But as soon as this idea comes into being, I will blame myself. How can I drag an angel into the world?

It breaks my heart to think of such a scene. It seems that hundreds of bugs crawled out of my heart and gnawed at her bones together. That sour feeling was the first time she felt it. Jealous? Jealousy, I guess Jealousy turned out to be such a terrible thing and tortured people.

O She always thinks that marriage is a form of getting along too far away from her, which contains secular responsibilities and trivialities. And the life she is looking forward to is just two people simply together, as if together, which means eternity. For her, this is all imaginable.

You and I are different. You always have blue sky and white clouds, and I only have a narrow space, so it is not easy to accommodate myself.

O the so-called gorgeous, not dazzling appearance, but a strange light from some unexplained potential through ordinary skin. She is so gorgeous, she is so unbearable, and she is so young.

O these people who are closely related to her feelings in her life have become some ambiguous and distant symbols after many years, similar to the totems in her life, and each totem represents a special period in her life. She may no longer have any vivid feelings for them, but she will never forget them.

He held the thread in his hand and brushed it off like a duster. Before she could make any preparations, she tripped. She can't imagine the chaos this autumn. It seems that all the beliefs she has accumulated in the past 27 years have been lost, and even the strength to get up is gone.

A huge city, between him and her, separated by a secret love of mountains and rivers

Classmates and teenagers don't love each other

O start writing a diary, just like talking to him, one sentence at a time can be naughty, sincere, deceptive and brave. If we can be together, if we can be together, but this is tantamount to the extravagant hope of heaven. I described "Dream of Heaven" one by one, where the wind blew, birds flew by, sugar stood in the wind, and my surroundings were gray and black-I couldn't help feeling sad, I could only look like dust, how bright I should be to deserve the sad sun of sugar.

Dawn in a light year

O Memory may not exist, but songs related to memory will always exist. In this way, from generation to generation, from popular to vulgar, to classic, never sing from the same person's mouth again, seduce those old things, and play a nostalgic role that once warmed your life for a moment and then disappeared.

O I learned the taste of rival in love for the first time. She is my rival in love, but I don't have the courage to talk about my love, and I love him too. However, under her arrogance, I suddenly felt so humble. She's like a shoo-in queen, and I'm just a Cinderella who hasn't changed. At the same time, we fell into the reflection of the prince. She is overbearing and aboveboard, but I am so timid and afraid.

O so happy. It seems that in this life, the only thing I want nothing in return is to be humble enough to like it, and only for him.

Cappuccino in the wind

Remember a person, just need a simple reason.

I like special eyes, special moments and a cup of coffee.

Love and hate are divided into seven years.

O when I was a child, no one had a sweet dream, but I had this dream for a long time, and everything burned up.

O his eyes are lonely and weak, full of strangers' indifference. It is his special appearance that justifiably pushes the tide of feelings to me who was dreaming all day at that time. I didn't resist, and I was complacent. Because, I finally became the lover of a wandering singer at the best age.

O there is a kind of person, you meet him, your relationship can only be one kind, either love or hate, and you can never be friends or bosom friends calmly.

O I'm not so sad because I'm extremely sober. I am like a prisoner who already knows the date of death, calmly waiting for the end of my life, so calm that even I am surprised.

O Beijing in the early hours of the morning has a lonely grandeur, with bright lights and few pedestrians. Such an empty city, similar to distant Xi 'an, is as lonely, as gorgeous and as empty. Similar joys and sorrows are staged in every city, similar music is popular, and similar colors are worn out. However, my story with Yuan seems to be so bitter and bitter. It seems that it has always been a gray theme, a brown melody and a black ending. This kind of marginal love will never be sunny and will never bloom normally. We can only grow old year after year.

Silence is like a fleeting time

O such a man is similar to a rocking pill soaked with medicine, and his appearance is bright and beautiful. Once close, he will become addicted and eventually be completely destroyed.

I was out of town, thinking of you.

To really love someone is not sweet words in a calm time, but a pair of hands when the wind and waves come. That's all.

The day after she met him, she knew that he was no longer her dream. All the previous assumptions were just a mirage built along his sweet language. After the fog cleared, there was no one.

O but she is extremely lazy and habitually depends on him. She is used to hanging her spirit on him, and then she can give herself a vain illusion, and then she can wander, shake and fly. She is a rootless weed. Only by hanging on a tree can she swing, or a gust of wind will blow her away. Maybe this tree is not her ideal tree, but at that moment, he appeared in the form of a tree, and she was about to swing, so she bypassed him.

O love is the premise, but he knows nothing. He just cooperated with her in this way and played a supporting role in love. He enjoyed her contribution with a clear conscience. He always liked her, but he gave her nothing.

Ambiguous

O the original relationship can only warm your loneliness, but it can't give you any sense of security.

Angels only cry at night.

O I am willing to give up my immortal life, my noble goddess status and become an elf in my palm for him, just waiting for him to save me with his love.

When I am tired, I will sit on the tired cloud and overlook the world. There are always some corners where all kinds of stories are happening. You owe me. I owe you. I am really tired.

Forgive my estrangement.

O there is such a woman who can shine when she sits up and smiles, but her silence is enough to impress others. Any woman who sees her will feel guilty and tremble for her rough appearance. Whoever has the courage to look her in the eye will become gravel in the dust and it is difficult to breathe.

Oh, love God, I don't want love. Love is unreliable. If I crave the sweetness of love, I will eventually be stabbed by the sword at the end of love. Cupid, you know what a weak woman I am. I am just a weak woman. If I can predict the final injury, I might as well avoid it cruelly.

I become a tree, growing beside people who love me. I can see the person I love passing by every day, but I can't get close. I became a virgin forever, and I will never taste the kind of love that fascinates people. How nice! Aha, hahaha. Laughing, I shed tears.

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"Mermaids shed pearl-like tears, and the moon-like green sea and blue fields breathe their jade to the sun."

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

A snow in the southeast

How clear can life be?

Flowing water is full of flowers, flourishing and preoccupied.