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I want to cry, but I don't know how to cry anymore.

You are a thousand piles of snow, and I am a long street. I am afraid that each other will work at sunrise and rest at sunset. postman

⊙ Cry, who am I trying to touch? Laugh, go meet someone. Dragonflies passing by

If you know my difficulty, why are you not moved at all?

Meeting you in my lifetime is all my luck. Today next year

Sad and sad, I am also quiet. I don't cry in front of anyone. I can't forgive my cowardice.

Love a person, it is inevitable to cry; Being loved by a person will always earn his tears. When you love and be loved, who hasn't secretly shed tears in the lonely and long night? Love, why should I fall in love with a person who makes me cry, instead of a person who wipes tears? He doesn't even know I'm crying.

This year is so hard for me, I don't know what to say. It seems that all the words are not enough to express the variety of this year. For example, those countless quarrels and endless tears.

It's ridiculous that I'm full of sobs and tell you all kinds of old things. I thought you'd be moved.

You didn't look back when you left. If you look back, you will see how sad I cried.

I will think, I will cry, I will be sad, I will be sad, I will be heartbroken, you forget that I am just an ordinary person.

Those memories, like lost smoke, were soaked, whitened and rotted, and finally landed in a corner scarred, disappeared and blurred.

After all, what's wrong? Is it the time and place to meet, the way to meet, or the constant mourning and care, or the words or actions at that moment. After all, it is wrong, so the connections and feelings that were finally established collapsed and no longer existed, and even the broken bricks and tiles were sealed and buried.

The world is so small that I met you as soon as I turned around. Isn't it ironic

Golden leaves are flying in the air like beautiful butterflies.

In the late autumn sky, clouds are floating slowly like knitting wool.

Autumn is the harvest season. The persimmon trees are covered with lanterns-like persimmons. When the autumn wind blows, the persimmons shake and seem to fall.

It is difficult to grow butterflies in the courtyard because of the fragrance of cold flowers. I want to open a peach blossom for Di Qing next year.

The sunshine of youth is no longer brilliant, just because I can't change it.

Your shadow is still in my heart, but I must learn to forget it.

My choice is to love you or love you more, and your choice is to love me or not!

Memories are like going out with you. Will you miss me? Do you miss me occasionally?

If you see a shadow in front of you, don't be afraid, it's because there is sunshine behind you.

If you like it, you should cherish it. If you cherish it, don't give up.

To love someone is to fill the emptiness of the other person with your own emptiness.

Children and girls who were originally close to words were never happy. Their happiness is like naughty children, wandering until the dawn, but still unwilling to come back.

Don't envy what others have, as long as you work hard, you will have it; You don't have to show off what you have, because others will have it if they are struggling. More happiness, less trouble, regardless of wealth, status, depth of knowledge. Stay happy every day.

Laugh, sleep when you are tired and laugh when you wake up.

Once upon a time, I used the word once to tell our story.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Say a word when you are in a bad mood: I still shed sad tears for you when I turn around.

1, I don't want to miss you in my life, you know? I am afraid of cold, but I am fascinated by snow; Fear of the dark, but love the night; Fear of pain, but let yourself be scarred; I hate excitement, but I am afraid of loneliness. I love you, but I'm afraid you will turn away one day. I like happiness, but I still shed sad tears for you.

2. Missing someone is like drinking a glass of cold water, and then dripping into tears; On the day you left, I decided not to shed tears, propped up my eyes against the wind and tried not to blink; I often smile at myself and close my eyes, thinking that I can forget, but the tears I shed do not deceive myself; I am thinking that sometimes, love is also a kind of injury: cruel people choose to hurt others, and kind people choose to hurt themselves.

3. Thinking is a kind of pain, thinking is a kind of bitterness, and wanting to see but not seeing it is an unforgettable pain. Your meteor-like life and meteor-like love have left me with star-like thoughts and obsessions. She has stuck him in her heart, blocked him in her dream, written him in a book, hidden him in a drawer, and locked him in her pale, melancholy and obsessed love cabin.

4. If love can be explained, vows can be amended. Then life will be easier. If one day, I can finally forget you. However, this is not a random story. Not tomorrow's play. I can't just cross you out of my life.

5, the wings of life, the beautiful one has been corroded and festered. When society is abnormal, life is devalued and youth is devalued. When youth is devalued, there is more pain than youth. And our society. It's not just us who cry, but the whole sky that is no longer blue.

6. I used to think that love is the whole of life; Then one day, I found that it was just the most wasted part of my time. I used to think that if I fell in love, I wouldn't be lonely; Then one day, I will still be lonely. I used to think that even if I fell in love with you, I could get away with it; Then one day, I found myself covered in scars.

7. Every night, I feel lonely and sad. Arrogant people are fragile. I always see that others are right and feel arrogant, but my heart is gone and my heart is no longer counted. You are like a mountain in front of me, but you never gave me a chance to cross it.

8. Some people just leave, and then they don't come back. Some people don't love, even if they don't love, it's just futile to insist. Some people are very happy and spend a whole eternity together in the blink of an eye. Some people are lucky enough to walk hand in hand for a hundred years. Some people work hard, but nothing can change.

9. Eternity is always when you wake up, and attachment is always after parting. If all the disappointments are due to born to love, you can get a bright moon without love. Just without love, giving up always goes through many hardships, so that love will become frivolous and then silent.

10, some wounds will heal after a long time, and some grievances will be relieved after they are figured out. There are some things that we can't figure out, some people that we can't figure out, some reasons that we can't figure out, some obstacles that we can't get through, some days that we can't sleep, some feelings that we can't say, and some love that we can't get.

1 1, I thought that as long as I love you so much, I will be together for life, and as long as my heart is the same, I will be forever. Holding hands tightly, I believe we can go to the ends of the earth hand in hand in the future. I also think that lovers break up because one of them falls in love with someone else, or because of boredom.

12, time can't stand the waste, such as the touch of new green in spring, the withered reed in autumn, the silence of the years in black and white days, or the romantic days, or the cold smoke. Finally, it's just a small piece embedded in the brocade cuff. When you raise your hand, it will rot clean.

13, first love, never be underestimated. For you, I have to give up and not forget. Stand in the heartbreaking place and gently tie a knot, a kind of sewing, to prevent the pain from flowing out again. In this city, be a passing scenery, be a passer-by, just for one person. Maybe one day, you turn around, but I'm already, not at that intersection.

Dear, if one day we are separated, I will forget everything about you. Then, try to forgive you, forgive the rainy day that took you away. Then re-measure the distance from me to you to see if there is any green space for you to fall emotionally. When you leave, the world is no longer beautiful, but those tearful memories are always beautiful.

15, I want to wake up every morning to see you and the sunshine. Then you will rub my hair and say, get up, baby, I made breakfast. How I want to go shopping with you. When I am tired, you say, baby, I'll carry you. In fact, even if you don't do these things, as long as you are by my side, I am enough. It's just that I always forget that you have left.

16, there are many things in the world, and the past is the past: it seems that a soothing river pours into a quiet lake, which can neither make beautiful ripples nor jump water waves; However, there are also some past events, although many years have passed, but they are still vivid and full of waves.

17, sadness has quietly taken root in my heart. Looking at the busy streets, I feel so strange and out of place. Dressed in self-pity, immersed in their own gray world. A person curled up in the corner, shrouded in darkness and swallowed up by loneliness. I have been thinking about the reason to live. Tears are rolling in my eyes, not because I don't want to cheer up, not because I don't want to work hard. Maybe I always have an excuse.

18, because of you, I have been serious, I have changed, I have tried, and I have been sad. I am stupid, stupid for you; I hurt you; Late at night, you are my inertial memory. I don't want to fight for the past, I don't want to fight for the past, I don't want to worry about missing it, but I just don't want to, I can't do it.

19, the person who said he would never leave me has already left; Say that you love me, and hold others' hands; The man who said he would wait for me left with another man. Love, don't say it easily, commitment is a kind of responsibility, or a kind of harm.

20. Everyone will have some memories that will pop up in the dead of night. Those stories about family, friendship and love. Those expressions that will never die. Reluctant people always leave in the season of falling leaves. When everything is in the past, you go to the end that I can't see, and I, alone, guard this vastness. Miss, what can I do?

2 1, I am alone at the end of time, watching your world, passing by my eyes, and the tomorrow I am waiting for will never appear again, appearing in your sky. Year after year, day after day, there are always sad clouds that the spring breeze can't blow away; I can't remember how many days and nights you left me. I only remember the thin and shy figure you left me, and the sentence I didn't have time to say: if I leave, I can't live any longer.

22. This spring, I decided never to cry again. Although I am lame, I have no freedom in the wind, no fish to walk, and no human wisdom, but I find that I have a good voice besides a sentimental heart! That's enough! I want to make cicadas fall in love with me with beautiful songs, let passing girls stop and applaud me, and let couples here be full of laughter!

23. Many people love life, hate life and are crazy about life, but they can only be disappointed and sorry about life. Just a physical distance, everything becomes a breakpoint, and two people who used to be so familiar will never meet again and become strangers. I met you by chance at a certain intersection one day, and there was a surprise in my eyes, and then I learned to say hello calmly! Some people are doomed to get hurt! Some people are doomed to miss it!

24. Sooner or later, you will hold others' hands, kiss others' lips and hug others to sleep. Sooner or later, I will put on the ring given by others, put on the wedding dress ordered by others, hold hands with others and become the bride of others. Maybe you will suddenly think of my face when kissing someone's face, and maybe I will see your smiling face when leaning on someone's shoulder, but all this has nothing to do with you and me. This is the cruelty of youth!

Some people are so tired because they can't afford to lose. No matter what they face, they are pursuing perfection, whether in school, love, friends or family. Therefore, no matter how hard and tired they are, they must stick to it and carry it on their own. In fact, they are really fragile, and a little thing can make them deeply sad. Their vulnerability really makes people feel distressed, but their vulnerability is hidden too deep, and no one knows how to feel distressed.

26. After losing it, even if you feel sorry, you can't wait for it to reappear; After I left, I felt sad and sorry, but I couldn't stay in a hurry, thinking that everything could go back to the past; Some mistakes are embarrassing, helpless and sad after they happen, but don't pretend that they haven't happened, that they haven't disturbed anyone's life and that you don't care.

27. There are some fragments that are not touched by others, but they will be unforgettable after experience; Some moments, nothing special has been experienced, but memories are worth a thousand words; There are some memories, nothing special when I was young, but tears when I think of it when I am old; Some people have some things at a certain stage, maybe we don't think it's special, but when the years are smooth, the Gobi is blown up by the wind and sand, and the dead vines are still attached to the faint crows.

28. Looking back on that year, Qian Fan, that innocent dream has long gone, and now the years are only desolate. When you walk alone on the world of mortals, do you feel that your backpack is full of human stories, but your heart is more empty? At this time, you need to rely on some memories to feed your loneliness and pawn some days to moisten your feelings.

29. If the feeling is gone, don't aftertaste it. After a aftertaste, it is not the original mood. Slowly, it's far away, and gradually, it's faded. When you have it, cherish leaving and bless silently. No one will accompany you to the end of your life. Those, the fate that passed by, the true feelings that were paid, the true feelings that were met, the feelings that were touched, and the feelings that were touched are all shallow flowers in the depths of memory.

30, lovelorn is like an hourglass, tears and heartache are a trickle of sand. Every time I miss it, it will cause an explosion. Everyone who has been lovelorn has sung Happy Break-up and experienced the time after the break-up. Many urban men and women have experienced such painful times. Love is the most beautiful thing in the world. Even if it breaks your heart, forget it with a smile and start the next journey.

Lonely talk about mood phrases: some people turn around and say goodbye

First, whose loneliness covers my clothes and whose clothes cover my shoulders.

Second, a woman's loneliness is like a locust tree in a deep alley, which is fragmented when the wind blows.

Third, in infinite time and limited life, we are chasing the sun and the moon, chasing our dreams. Looking back, we are too far away from that pure dream.

Fourth, who is lonely and prosperous, buried the horizon and scattered all the armor.

5. Loneliness is the cautious independence of the mind. If the snow lotus blooms on the top of the mountain, it must be beautiful and quiet! In the lonely years, it quietly blooms in the world of nature, lonely and proud!

6. Loneliness is a kind of loneliness, and loneliness is the loneliness of a group of people.

Seven, every time I see a beautiful picture, I feel a slight pain in my heart. Then, I copy and paste numbly, as if I want to copy other people's sadness together.

Eight, fate has arranged a position for everyone, even if it is temporarily misplaced, it will eventually return to the standard.

Nine, many things are actually nothing in retrospect. So, no matter how angry you are, tell yourself that you don't have to do this.

Ten, life is not limited, lonely. I can't love my lonely life. Loneliness is the eternal theme of love. I am alone with my shadow. It said it had something to say to me. It says it misses you very much. It turns out that my shadow and I are thinking about you.

I always look up at the sky in a lonely posture, quietly lying alone on the grass, with a leaf in my mouth, watching the blue satin sky and enjoying loneliness alone.

Twelve, "every excellent person has a period of silence. During that time, I made a lot of efforts and endured loneliness and loneliness. I didn't complain or complain, and I was moved even when I talked about it later. "

Thirteen, our youth is so helpless. Too many memories turn into sadness.

Fourteen, women are like pears. The heart is sour after eating it, so it is thrown away, so men don't understand women's hearts.

Fifteen, the smoke is hazy, the thoughts are fixed in amber, and the romantic atmosphere is boundless.

Sixteen, lonely people are not necessarily lonely, cheerful people are not necessarily happy, romantic people are not necessarily happy, people who love you are definitely thinking about you, people you love are not necessarily thinking about you, people you think about are not necessarily me, but people I think about are always you.

In the love of three people, the one who quits doesn't have to die alone. Love, with thousands of appearances, may just be inappropriate.

Life is a serious game. There are tears behind every joke, but there is a new sun every day between putting it down and turning around.

I can't say clearly. Even if I make it clear, I'm afraid I don't necessarily want to say it.

I miss you, but I can't tell you, just like a tree full of apple flowers will never bear pears.

Twenty-one, a person's greatest shortcoming is not selfish, affectionate, savage and willful, but paranoid love for someone who doesn't love himself.

22. When the breeze blows over your forehead, it is my thoughts that haunt you. When you feel a pair of clear eyes staring at you, it is my prayer for your happiness.

23. Worry is always accompanied by happiness. While worrying, it also brought me happiness.

Twenty-four, lonely night, gorgeous lights, noisy city, own loneliness.

It is better to be lonely when awake than in a noisy crowd.

Sometimes, there is always an impulse to cry, but I don't know why.

Twenty-seven, if a person lives like this: you can be lonely, but you are not allowed to be lonely. You can be lonely, but not empty. You can be depressed, but you can't degenerate. You can be disappointed, but don't give up. Remember, children without umbrellas must run hard.

Twenty-eight, wait for your lifelong love, stick to a relationship, wait for you in this life, wait for eternity, and the world is desolate.

Twenty-nine, a person's world, a person listening to music, a person walking, a person drinking, a person sad, a person happy, a person talking to himself, a person humming a song, a person waiting for the morning when the moon sets, a person walking through ups and downs, a person living, really lonely, very lonely.

Loneliness is an attitude and loneliness is an idea. Loneliness is a weapon, sometimes fatal.

Thirty-one. I watched a movie that I didn't understand. Looking around, I found that others were absorbed and intoxicated, and then I suddenly understood what loneliness was.

Thirty-two, when I stubbornly loved a rich sky, I kept looking back and walked through scenes of lonely scenery. Those stories of youth, like a kite with a broken thread, are teetering, and finally they can't escape the end of the dust.

Thirty-three, a person travels while attending classes. Go to places we have never been before and want to tell you about my adventure. Even if we are as cold as ice and cry, what can we prove? True love does not only exist in tears.

Thirty-four years is like a river. The left bank is an unforgettable memory, the right bank is a youthful time worth grasping, and there is a touch of youth sadness in the middle. There are many beautiful women in the world.

Thirty-five, I want to love but I can't love. I feel the most lonely. I tried to be brave, but I couldn't face the trembling eyes in the mirror. I could only say goodbye to everyone close to me.

Thirty-six, when the years go by, I understand that life is the blandness of daily necessities, the warmth of holding hands, the bitter course of a person and the baptism of setbacks. And happiness is in those dull times. After experiencing reunion and separation together, this is never leaving.

We met at the wrong time, but separated at the right time.

38. A lonely person will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always think of you endlessly counting my loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.

Thirty-nine, it's snowing outside the window. Make a cup of coffee and hold it until it gets cold. At that time, I know I think of you again. How can you understand my expectations!

Forty, don't easily open wounds to irrelevant people, because others are watching the fun, but they are hurting themselves.

Forty-one, memories bind our time, and time breaks our memories.

Forty-two, leaving is the most gorgeous luxury in life and the most brilliant freedom.

43. Loneliness is also the grave of dreamers. Loneliness means that you are often silent and often close your eyes. So once lonely, this feeling will make people feel terrible. Loneliness means walking a little bit, probably for a long time.

44. Sometimes, you never know who will turn around and say goodbye forever. What we can do is to let each other remember each other's good.

Forty-five, not simply looking for a perfect person; But to appreciate an imperfect person with perfect eyes.

46. Whether at dawn in the morning, at dusk when the sun sets, or in the silent night, when you walk into loneliness, you will deeply realize that loneliness is also a kind of beauty.

47. No matter how beautiful tomorrow is, you will come today. No matter how sweet yesterday is, it can't be changed back to today.

Forty-eight, like a fleeting time, I gently sang a line of words, which is the tenderness of my fingertips.

Forty-nine, a person is not lonely, if you like it, it is joy and artistic conception. Looking for the past among the flowers of Haitang, that past is full of intoxicating old times.

Fifty, loneliness is the same as loneliness. Loneliness can't hide the potential desolation, but loneliness always has ideals. The yearning for all good things has become an unchangeable desire, and in a sober spirit, we can taste the wealth given by our thoughts.

Fifty-one, lonely people count the long romantic life, singers will be impressed by the praise of the soul, and lonely elegance will bloom in infinite artistic conception and longing!

Fifty-two, you are a lonely freak today. If you live alone, you will become a nation one day!

Fifty-three, get used to being alone, get used to loneliness, get used to loneliness. But afraid. Afraid that all this will happen, run away and keep running.

You will never see me when I am loneliest, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.

Fifty-five, confidant, just one, not too many. If you really don't, you still have yourself. Be kind to yourself, get along with yourself and be friends.

56. There is a kind of loss called regret, and some unspeakable face-to-face love is called loneliness.

Fifty-seven, flowing eyes, once again set off the floating shadow of years, a full breeze, a faint past. A deep feeling, a ray of melancholy, a love, stranded in a dream entangled in tears, the pain is deep, you will fall in love.

Fifty-eight, the words have been spoken, love has given up, love is gone, and there will be no future.

Fifty-nine, in fact, I've been waiting for you. When you lean on my shoulder and tell me, will one day, your tenderness belong to me, and I won't make you sad or cry again!

Loneliness is air, you breathe it and feel your existence.

I really like you. I closed my eyes and thought I could forget, but the tears I shed didn't deceive myself. Heart is the biggest liar. Others can cheat you for a while, but they will cheat you for a lifetime.

Sixty-two, it is still raining outside the window. I can't sleep with my eyes closed. My mind is full of pictures and memories of the days I spent with her.

63. Who am I here for? The vast sea of people, who will arrange it, a beautiful accident.

Sixty-four, I've been looking for you, and I'm on my way alone. Although you have faith, you will still be lonely and lost. Then one day, I suddenly realized that instead of looking for you, it is better to look for me first, because I am not sure how long I can stay with you, but I have to face myself for a long time.

Sixty-five, parting and reunion is a drama that is constantly staged in life. If you get used to it, you will no longer be sad.

Sixty-six, as long as you call me, I will be under the grave, and a force will emerge, stand up and follow you.

Sixty-seven, I walk alone and can't find a way out. I feel the smallness of people, my smallness. ...

Sixty-eight, be lonely when you are alone, and be lonely when you miss someone.

Sixty-nine, I don't want to be lonely. Loneliness is ugly, disgusting and gray. I want to communicate with you. * * * and your warmth are charming! Too bad I'm not beautiful.

The farthest journey is from one's body to one's heart, and from one's heart to another's heart.

Seventy-one, when I am alone with you, I accompany you to be lonely, comfort your sadness, and wait for you by your side until you are no longer alone with others, but it has become the loneliest time in my life.

Seventy-two, loneliness is yearning after a smile, loneliness is wandering in the moonlight.

Seventy-three, loneliness is a state, loneliness is a state of mind. Loneliness is gray and dark blue.

Seventy-four, loneliness always reminds people of an inseparable scene. Actually, it's like a rose with thorns. Although it is still a rose with thorns, we can see a hidden spring through the cold appearance.

After breaking up, the world is really small, as if I didn't know who I would meet when I turned around.

First, it doesn't matter if you are sad. It's okay to cry if you want. It doesn't matter if you feel distressed and hurt. It doesn't matter if you are alone ... give time and everything will pass. ...

Second, when I say to you: You are busy. In fact, how I wish you would say: you are very important and I will accompany you.

3. In the 24 hours 1440 minutes and 86400 seconds when I miss you, will you think of me for one second?

Fourth, the so-called happiness is that a fool meets a fool and attracts the envy of countless people.

I would rather have sad memories in my dreams than forget you soberly and painfully.

Six, there are some people in distant cities, but live in memory, unforgettable; Some people live nearby, but far away.

How strong do I have to be to bear the desolation of this world?

Eight, time is changing, and people are changing. Some things, no matter how hard we try, can't go back.

Nine, love is just a play, and two people are just props.

I don't need perfect love, I just need someone who will never give up on me.

Eleven, when terminated, our perseverance and determination gradually grow in the alternating air.

12. I only have one heart, and I am in pain. I will learn all kinds of strength for you, no matter how much you hurt me.

Thirteen, wait until each other have nothing to say, this relationship is over.

14. My heart is real, and so is yours.

Fifteen, sometimes I can look at it very indifferently, and sometimes I am a little too persistent.

Sixteen, we have loved different people, but rarely really love ourselves.

Seventeen, want to express but can't find the perfect words, only endless silence.

I don't want handsome guys because I know what I want.

Nineteen, the world is really small, as if turning around, you don't know who you will meet.

Twenty, people sometimes suddenly become fragile, suddenly unhappy, suddenly caught by a certain detail in memory, and suddenly fall into deep silence and don't want to talk.

Twenty-one, don't want to be a stumbling block to you, always try to get used to loneliness.

Don't be angry with him in the future. He is working instead of ignoring me. Honey, I will understand you.

Twenty-three, you can't afford the so-called eternity, and you can't wait for the so-called eternity.

Relationships are like a piece of paper. It is broken, but no matter how it is pieced together, there are cracks.

We gave up love at the same time, not each other.