A sobering copy

1. Some people can't say what is good, but no one can replace it. No matter how hard the past is, you can start over. Some people are indifferent and will never come up with the second person they really love; We started at 1 for a short time, but we have many memories.

The most fascinating thing about secret love is that I didn't say it, but the best thing about secret love is that you like me when I secretly love you. I spent my youth in unrequited love, not just wanting to be with you. It turns out that this is the beauty of love. Let the little secret hidden in your heart sleep quietly!

3. the world of mortals is rolling, which is originally a practice. It runs counter to the bustling world, dreams have nowhere to go, souls have nowhere to go, and hollowed-out souls are floating around in the secular dust.

Memories are a very tiring thing, just like how to lie down when you are insomnia.

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

6. With my heart, waiting for your heart, I won't give up; Win your heart with my sincerity, even if the sky falls, I won't change my mind; Write this short message with my infatuation, hoping to get your heart! Wish you a happy life!

7. In the journey of life, some people will accompany you through a certain journey, but no one will accompany you forever. Some people are close, and some people are bound to be far away. Don't care about turning around or leaving, just understand that it's good to have you in life.

8. In the afterlife, please remember the bright cinnabar on my chest, which was a tear left by you in your previous life. Is the only sign that we will know each other in the afterlife. Please remember, a rose once filled with thousands of cycles.

9. I like you, but I never thought it would be the best result for you to like me.

10. I never feel tired in front of you. To me, you are more important than your lover, because we will never break up and we will never leave each other.

1 1. I kept walking, and suddenly found that the road I took was just a vague face, a road that I could never turn back!

12. On the night of missing, I miss Hua Song, and countless stars twinkle in my heart.

13. Looking through autumn waters, I just want to look back and smile at you. Looking back at the familiar scenes in those years, it suddenly seems strange. Just like helpless gathering and parting, they are all so eclipsed and tortured each other in their feelings.

14. My heart is always sweet and bitter, and I miss it. I always dream, rain or shine, breaking deep-rooted thinking, causing me to wait for a game and cry. It turns out that Sansheng is a joke, retiring is also a feeling, waiting is also a feeling, and there is no wind and tears at night.

15. If you belong to me, no one can take it away. If your previous life was doomed, how can you go in this life?

16. I fantasize that everything is too beautiful, and then I suffer from disappointment alone.

17. In one's life, there are always some unspeakable secrets, irreparable regrets, unrealized dreams and unforgettable love.

18. I believe that in this world, some people have something and some love. The first time I saw them, I was doomed to the fetters of my life, destined to grow in my heart like a tree and live forever.

19. The days are fixed in the late autumn of parting, without a trace of joy. That crisp early winter added a ray of sadness. No one stays in that corner, it's a place to drown one's sorrows by drinking. After paralysis and melancholy, they climbed into a simple bed with tired bodies and fell into fantasy and nostalgia. How many flowers do they know in their dreams? Where can I find a warmth and sustenance, stay away from the noise and escape from emotional harm? I just want to sleep in that warm embrace and never wake up!

20. Walking in the world you left, I was in the flower worship for a whole season. In the troubled season, I grabbed the last flower on the branch, but I couldn't resist the cold of the years and stood on tiptoe. The rotten smell of flowers is a fable of death. Who will wake up, pick up and kiss those tender feelings that wander between my fingers, fall into the white lies you set and get drunk? Thin people can't stand the eternity you give them, just like those lingering waves that disappear in the horizon. With the coming of dusk, they disappeared into my wounds, leaving only the scars in my heart.