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Only sad and happy smiles.

Happiness is pursued by oneself, and beauty is created by both hands.

What matters is whether you want to believe it or not.

If there is no belief in happiness and goodness, then there really will be no more.

Without so much happiness and beauty, there would be no who you are now.

Happiness is not so easy, it is the beef jerky two feet in front of the dog's nose, which cannot be seen and touched.

If you have been humble, it means that you don't have the courage to be brave at all, to be honest, I think it's basically useless to cheer you up, so I'm not hypocritical, but I want to say that Wang Shou is, humble feelings, you will eventually lose, because, the other party will not want to cherish it at all, but it may give you a lot of harm, so, you have to be psychologically prepared, I am worried, before you have the courage to pluck up, it has been. Finish.

Let's look for the classic quote platform.

After breaking up, we can't be friends, because we have hurt each other, we can't be enemies, because we have loved each other deeply, so we become the most familiar strangers.

Begin to learn、、Accustomed to amnesia、、The heart is crying coldly、、The thoughts are never bald、、Sweet patchwork、、In the end it is just confusing 、、.

Whether it is the feelings in this world, life or death, it is all the same.

There will be a time for light to disappear.

We dance, we share the chaos.

We have come to the bitter end, and we continue to be mediocre.

We eat and drink the sun and the moon, and our flesh and bones are empty.

We are fighting for the world, and we are silent and convergent.

We are like the tip of an iceberg in a huge polar region, floating by the impact of the waves, hoping that the sky will freeze.

But unfortunately, our bodies will eventually dissolve and sleep in the rushing rivers of eternity.

I let go of my dignity, my personality, and my stubbornness, all just because I couldn't let go of you.

The love in the comics is fake, but my love for you is real.

Friendship is honey, family is sugar, love is phlegm, and feelings are saliva.

If I could turn back time, I'd rather I never met you in my life.

1. Memories are like trapped beasts, lonely for too long and gradually gentle.

2. Take you as your life, and you turn a blind eye.

3. What can't be let go of is the memory and nostalgia of pain.

4. It's not fate that is at work, it's just that the time is wrong.

5. The gorgeousness of the dance surface, who knows the sadness behind it.

6. How long has it been like this, living aimlessly.

7. We are all forgotten, and we are all forgotten by others.

In countless sleepless nights, I believe that there will be many people, habitually begin to close their eyes, quietly miss a person, miss a face, will remember what they have said together before, the road they have walked together, everything together, a person will giggle, and then there is incomparable heartache, perhaps, the most beautiful thing is not to keep time, but to keep memories, hopefully, time, only as first seen.

Rain Lane Dai Wangshu (made).

Holding an oil-paper umbrella,

Sixteen years old, walking through a certain enchantment in life;

Sixteen years old, facing the rainy season;

Sixteen years old, just about to dream of a place to take off;

Sixteen years old, stepping on everything that is happening;

At the age of sixteen, a different person is drawing an end in whose life;

Sixteen years old, what kind of who, left a beautiful regret.

That summer, after meeting whom, changed;

Whose sixteen-year-old life was that summer?

Those times, are there no regrets;

The afterglow of the sunset that year was sprinkled, and the sixteen-year-old who was dreaming of whom:

Those times in the dream, who appeared, is it whose rainy season, is opening that bright and wonderful.

That summer, I met you. From that moment on, it was destined that I would have three lifetimes when I was entangled with you.

The sun was just right that summer, and you and I were really sixteen years old that year. It's so wonderful, we are destined for three lives.

We're all sixteen, aren't we?

The love is gone....Love is broken....The next reincarnation will make me a butterfly! A wisp of incense soul transforms into a butterfly's proud bones, two points of essence condenses elf wings, and freezes all love and hatred and flies down to the prosperity of the world.

There's no way to keep the most precious things in life, and there's no way to erase the pain of the past.

Flowers and leaves fall, only a thousand tears.

Love is a feeling that makes you feel happy even when you are in pain; Love is an experience, even if the heart is broken, it will feel sweet; Love is an experience that feels beautiful even when broken. Falling in love with you is only for a moment, forgetting that you need to live a lifetime. Whether you remember me or not, in your heart, there will always be a tear that I shed for love for you, forever and forever there....

You can meet someone in a minute.

Get to know a person in an hour.

Fall in love with someone in one day.

But you have to forget someone for the rest of your life.

Those love carved behind the chair, will it be like a flower on the cement, blooming without wind, lonely forest I can be happy for days if you laugh once, but I will be sad for several years when I see you cry once I always tell myself that even if we are not together one day, we must be like being together.

If memories are as hard as steel, should I smile or cry; If steel corrodes like memory, then this is a phantom city, or a ruin.

Little A said; Let me die and let love remain, and I will say; Let love die, I want to live humblely!

In the days when the black wind blows, in the days when the snowbirds break through the sky and cry, in the days when the red lotus blooms and the cherry blossoms are injured, in the cracks and gaps of time for thousands of years, in the smile when you look down and look up, I always burst into tears, because I always think of you, is this the cruelest and most gentle captivity?

We should cherish this relationship. Take good care of each other, because happiness can pass away quietly at any time without you noticing.

In this love of yours....You taught me to give up.

Forgetting and no longer grieving, and not thinking about the beautiful ending, but remembering the sweet process after the end...

I heard that love is back! What a beautiful consolation. In fact, no matter how deep the dragonfly is love, it is limited! Lovers in the rain, when will your rational thinking be particularly flexible?

The night is beautiful, and I no longer worry about love drifting and restlessness. Only quietly guard this love that depends on each other, after all, it is really not easy to protect and tolerate each other...Maybe I'm not willful, love him well, love myself...

The wind blows like a flower, and you become the most beautiful embellishment. ◇

I often wonder if the most beautiful thing about love is that I embrace you.

The loneliness of being alone continues to write nothingness.

An ethereal sequel.

The exclamation at the beginning, the dispersion at the end, the still calm scene, the deliberately preserved picture continues to tell the next episode of the opera, the condensation air fills everywhere, and the soul fragments left on the fingers are constantly vibrating for the last words of your existence, tracing the footprints of happiness!

Step by step, minute by minute, non-stop sailing!

The road walked, the wound of walking, I will never retreat when I fall in love with you, looking at your eyes is the most wonderful moment in the world, recalling your thrilling face, the tears that pierce the corners of my eyes make me feel the prelude to love.

The feeling of pouring into the bosom is the most wonderful soul footprint in this universe, and the unforgettable moment will be buried in each other's hearts forever, until the moment when you grow old, die,,, all the way to heaven...

The tragic plot, the sad ending, the sudden answer, the roar of seizing happiness, adding some fun to the process of acting, the tactfulness of scene by scene, the joys and sorrows of standing aside, the wandering at the crossroads, the sigh again and again, the wound ingested alone, hiding in a corner where no one is listening to sad songs and crying alone, when the tears are forced out of the body and slipping to the ground bit by bit, knocking down a tear-jerking score for this imperfect world, The sadness of the next episode continues to play out the chatter at this time!!

Because you have loved, you will not become an enemy; Because I have been hurt, I won't be friends; It can only be the most familiar strangers. Love has been known, drunk has been drunk. The memories of love should be well collected, but the happiness in the future should be found separately.

Love is a feeling, not love is also a feeling, and it is often difficult to decide whether the feeling in the heart is love or not.

What you hold in your hands is not necessarily what you really have; What you have is not necessarily what you really inscribe in your heart.

There are many times in life when you need to consciously give up, because when you have, you may be losing, and when you give up, you may be regaining. Those who understand know how to give up, those who are true know how to sacrifice, and those who are happy know how to detach.

For those who don't love themselves, what is most needed is understanding, renunciation, and blessing. Too much self-inflicted affection is begging for alms. Loving and being loved are all things that make people happy. Don't let this turn into pain.

Now that you've been through it, years later, it's a good memory to think about it once in a while. Live more confidently, be happier, leave the most beautiful smile to the person who hurts you the most, and smart people know that they want to be happy. Cherish the people you love and the people who love you.

1.Chai Jing said in your "Seeing": Pain is not wealth, reflection on pain is wealth.

2.Find out what you don't want. You are unhappy because you are greedy.

3.Try to fight your instincts, read a boring but valuable book, spend two hours working out, eat nutritious but not-so-tasty vegetables, and make a healthier lifestyle a habit for you.

I'm purely fictitious, and it's hell to be on the line.

I walk along your picturesque promenade and breathe in a sweet and fresh air. You don't know, you are like a bouquet of flowers with dew, sprinkled with warmth in the courtyard of my heart. I saw seven colors floating in my sky, shining with smart beauty.

Let those lonely children grow up as strong as we do, they are the flowers of the motherland, the rising sun, and the future of the motherland is also part of their structure.

The watch I drew on my hand when I was a child didn't move, but it took away my best childhood.

Don't say I'm weird, I used to be stupider than anyone else.

Honey, you're funny! Hold someone and say they love me.

You see, or you don't see me.

I was right there. I am not sad or happy.

You read me, or you don't read me.

The love is there.

Don't come, don't go.

You love, or don't love me.

The love is there.

No increase, no decrease.

You follow, or you don't.

My hand is in yours.

Don't give up. Come into my arms, or.

Let me dwell in your heart.

Silent love, silence and joy.

It's sad enough, right, I don't know if I like it?

We all think it's forever, but we don't see grief approaching.

Finally everything is over, there is no room for recovery, I can only leave this place full of memories with a heartache, leave your side, and I will try to forget you from tomorrow.

The streets have changed, the roads have changed, the school buildings have taken on a new look, the students have changed one session after another, are you still waiting for me here? I'm back, I'm back with a deep attachment to you, I'll never leave your side again, I'll never be willful anymore, but, I don't know if your heart has changed? Is there only one me in my heart?

1: If you don't understand my silence, how can you understand my sadness...

2: I can't give you the whole world, but, my world, all for you.

3: Some people. Something. Forget it, forget it, people have never put you at ease. Why should you be amorous?

4: You said that no matter what became of me, you would not leave me, so I took off my mask and saw you running away......

5: I used to be a wayward child, willful thinking that you only belong to me and I only belong to you. Thank you for telling me that no one in this world belongs to anyone, and we will only belong to ourselves after all.

6: There are many reasons not to love in the world: busy, tired, not feeling, inappropriate, good for you. And there is only one manifestation of love: I just want to be with you.

The appearance is smiling and the heart is cold, who knows if he thinks about it, and his heart is bitter and tears in the middle of the night. Fall asleep slowly and put your eyes to sleep. [Sad tears] Chu Bin.

If you are, I love; If you don't love it, please leave.

Some lyrics are deeply rooted in people's hearts, do we listen to songs or ourselves?

Some people say that parallel lines are the scariest thing, but I think the most terrible thing is the intersecting lines--- even though they have crossed paths, they will always move away from each other at some point in the future, and go farther and farther away.

It doesn't matter how long you ignore me, but you can never change those memories that I bring you.

Once vigorous, once a thousand turns, once complacent, once soft. In the end, the saddest breakup turned out to be quiet.

I suddenly felt like a gorgeous puppet, playing all the joys and sorrows, but there were always countless shiny silver threads on my back, manipulating my every move.

Time does not make people forget the pain, but makes people accustomed to the pain.

If you don't look back, why don't you forget. If there is no fate, why swear. Today's all kinds are like water without a trace. Tomorrow and night, you are no longer strange.

Some memories are forever frozen in those sweet smiles.

I can't bear it, I don't want to give up, and I will turn everything into a desolation mottled in my memory for a long time.

I like to let tears blur my eyes more and more, and I know it's not me.

What the breeze takes away is the unbearable yesterday, and what the years can't take away, but it is a long-term attachment.