Who can give me love in modern times to be sad

Flowers and leaves Flowers bloom for a thousand years, flowers and leaves are never seen, flowers fall for a thousand years, and love never changes.

Her shadow is so flowery, delicate and dazzling, and I am also like this, I have been waiting for many years.

Knowing that the flower has a master, he is persistent, and makes a thousand-year-old wish to love her forever.

Helpless! Flowers bloom, flowers fall, and the flowering period passes.

The fragrance of the flowers is scattered, the stamens are defeated, the flower branches are withered, and the petals are gone.

The flowers are colorless, but the leaves come out.

Guarding the millennium is just for a moment of meeting.

The leaves are crying, the flowers are crying, why is it bitter to see and separate!

Complain about the sky, hate the earth, hate the world!

The heart has followed, the love remains the same, and I am willing to switch to happiness in an instant!

I don't feel anything, my tears have dried, so I have to wait until Huangquan is with you after death!

Original Does it meet the requirements??

You weave your dreams into a garden.

Leads to a battle of bees and butterflies.

In fact, it is a piece of peace.

You turn your heart into strings.

Play romance with true feelings.

You give your soul to Liuyun.

Please go and find space with excitement.

You give your dreams to spring.

The rest is in the twilight.

The anticipation of the sunset alone ......

My mother is really good 50 points to deceive others hundreds of words, and I don't feel tired!

This time I leave you, it's the wind, it's the rain, it's the night.

You smile, and I wave my hand.

A lonely road stretches out at both ends.

At this time, you have returned to your home on the riverfront.

Think you're combing your long hair or tidying up your wet coat.

And my return journey from the storm is still long.

The mountain receded far away, and the flat slope expanded even more.

Hey, this world, fear of darkness has really taken shape......

You say, "You're so stupid, how much like the kid flying a kite."

It shouldn't have been tied and put away.

The wind is gone, leaving a broken line of mistakes.

The book is too thick to be opened.

The beach is too long, and it should not be opened.

The clouds come out of the valleys, and the springs drip from the crevices of the stones.

It all began, and where is the ocean.

The first encounter with the "single-plank bridge" is a thing of the past.

Now it's a vast grassland again.

I have lost the right to support your pet.

Red and white rubbing blue and late sky, how wrong it is beautiful.

And I'm not bad at the garden of the golden fruit.

but wicked into Werther's cemetery ......

When I leave you this time, I don't want to see you anymore.

At this time, you have fallen asleep quietly.

Leave everything we have left unfinished to the world.

I still tread this world.

It's just your dream......

Written by Dan K. Gui "Heart Rain".

The sound of rain, so sad mood.

I stopped and walked in the rain.

Comforting the drenched love.

Caressing a wounded heart.

My love, falling in the wind, weeping in the rain.

Maybe it's because I'm too early.

Push yourself into the wind and rain.

is easily hurt by the other party.

Quitting someone is the same as quitting smoking.

It takes time and perseverance.

But you can always quit, don't you?

The sound of rain.

It's so sad.

Like sad songs.

With wounds, flying and whirling, through the gloom.

The rain gradually subsided.

The heart gradually relaxed.

Ding Dang's "I Love Him".

Lyrics: His frivolity stays in a certain carriage The wind in the subway is heavier than memories The whole city has been waiting for me There is a relationship that is still drifting The only regret for him is the day we parted My rushing tears can't stop If that moment comes back I don't cry Let him know that I can be fine I love him Boom and craziest My dreams have been shattered but will not be forgotten I once believed that tomorrow is the future for him No matter how bad the plot is, I refuse to wake up I love him Stumble to despair My heart is deeply broken but I will not forget me and he no longer belong to this place The original paradise The ultimate absurdity If there are still regrets What about the hurt hurt and understand Can you get better I once relied on each other's shoulders Now we are wandering in the sea of people I love him Vigorous and crazy My dreams have been shattered but will not be forgotten I can't escape The deeper the love, the more we hurt each other The deeper the dependence The more blank How to love I love him Vigorous and crazy My dreams have been shattered but will not be forgotten I once believed that tomorrow is the future for him No matter how bad the plot is, I refuse to wake up I love him Stumbling to despair My heart is deeply broken but will not forget Me and he no longer belong to this place The first paradise The final absurdity If there is any regret that is the day of the breakup, I can't stop the rushing tears If that moment comes again, I don't cry Let him know that I can It's good.

The saddest thing about people is not crying and tears, but not being able to make any sound when they open their mouths, but not shedding a single tear when they blink their eyes. That kind of grief can only be held in my heart, and there is nowhere to say. It hurts....It hurts....

It turns out that solitude is also a pleasure. The holy whiteness of the snow reminds me of love. The surface is clean, but when it melts, it is so unsightly.

I like snow, but I always feel that it melts too quickly. I can only look forward to the next fall. In fact, isn't love also melting again and again, but coming again and again?

Some things can be remembered in a flash.

But it takes us the rest of our lives to forget. There are things that we spend a lifetime remembering only to be forgotten in an instant.

When I can still walk but no longer know the way, will your traces in my heart bring me to you?

Love is gone, how circuitous life is, how majestic hope is, whether it is time or love, there is no turning back after it has passed. I want to be the wind, blowing through your Xiao Xiao branches; I want to be your shadow, on the water, growing with the sun; Want to be a bird perched on your tallest branch.