Who wants to help me write a sentimental essay? 20

The Prosperity of Love" You say that you are a flower floating in the world.

My weary wanderer is crazy to take you off.

Thou hast hindered my pace with the lies of passing on words and rhyme poems.

The green trees and red flowers outside the window worked hard to bloom all summer.

When will the wings that once flutter come to pick up a prosperity?

Lonely to the point that the red suit wants to be removed.

Complete the last summer of twenty years old.

Stop at a myth that you always praise my genius.

Encouraged me to be my own audience for many years of falsehood.

Ignore your worries by moving to other cities.

I will also talk to strangers when I am exploring my way.

but they will not be able to abstain from the punishment that will be brought about you.

It turns out that love has to struggle hard to realize how great you are.

By then, I had already wandered to the end of the world.

Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regretted that I couldn't extricate myself.

A rainbow fell in the vast sea after some rain.

I made a wish that I would love her even if I was silent for the rest of my life.

You are the flower that will never die in my soul.

Think about it! What is the reason for the current result of the two of us, this is the last thing that no one wants at that time.

I don't know what you're hesitating about.

I know when we were together, I wasn't doing that well, I wasn't perfect, but I'm always changing.

At that time, when you and I were thousands of miles apart, how we longed to be together every day, and we were full of hope for the future, so we thought of turning this desire into reality. When we went to achieve it, you suffered a lot of grievances in front of your family, and I understand in my heart. So I don't want to hurt you more.

So I chose to be silent.

The years are like hurts, the clouds are faint, the tears can't find a reason to hesitate, and the heart begins to age a little bit. The lost time can't be changed, and the laughter of the past is so ethereal. I tried my best but didn't catch it, and that pale smile would still hang on my lips, like a weathered boulder, and I didn't know when it would be blown away by the wind.

I quietly stayed on the road I came, and the past was like smoke, and now I think of it as intoxicating. I felt the breath of long-distance alone, and my thoughts seemed to have crossed the distance of a thousand years. Just because you have walked through this season, the fragrance of tea in that year, like a dream after prosperity, spreads the beauty of Sansheng III.

And that beauty is like a floating happiness, but also sad the pain of three lives and three lives.

I thought I could let go of the most beautiful things I once had, but whenever I think of you, vague tears have already betrayed me. You know the moment I turned around, I had that drop of sparkle in my eyes as I crossed the ocean. Quietly guarding the oath of faint departure, I hesitated and didn't know where the love would go.

Lonely and lonely. Use words to describe your more and more blurred appearance, each stroke of the portrayal, like a piece of withered petals, falling weakly in the wind, falling down the whole courtyard of the heart, but also sad the fragrance of the heart.

A thought, a memory, a broken intestine, you in the past, now me, that attachment has disappeared with the awakening of the dream. If you want to hold the fragrance of winter snow and residual flowers, how can the snow turn into ruthless tears, look at the night frost, break your dreams a few times, but treat the residual flowers as mirror flowers. At this moment, I wander alone in the sleepless night, unable to wake up from a clear dream, unable to sleep, but leaving a lifetime of desolation.

When love reaches its extreme, you see the edge of hate. When love crosses the zero threshold, you fall into the abyss of pain.

I wander alone in the endless darkness of the night, and in the sky, the star that represents you shines in front of me. Whenever I look up, I always unconsciously show a smile on my face, and gently say 'I will catch you one day, you will always belong to me'. This is a dream of mine.

It is yours and the limb is yours, and what is not yours cannot be forced.' I don't know who said that, I don't believe it. My friend said it, but I didn't believe it. My dream said, I doubted. Ironically, one day I said this to myself, and I was lost.

I shouted your name to the sky, and my voice drifted in the wind. It floated into my ears and looked so weak. In the end, he shouted hoarsely in his throat, and could only scream silently and frantically in his heart.

Only they hear and see, and no one pays attention. Alone, lonely, suffering from the depths of the soul. Later, I reluctantly found out that it was so difficult to forget about you.

Dreams, fleeting. Wake up without leaving a trace, carefully aftertaste but bitter He is difficult to understand. Everyone has their own dreams, and I have my own dreams. What happens when you wake up from a dream?

Heartache, has gradually become numb. I hope I can find this feeling in my memories. There is no way to know where to go. Wake up? Dead and sleeping? Maybe it's the same as always.

You go quietly, trying to keep you, but you can't, your friend should wish your friend a helping hand and not interfere with him.

I may cry quietly after you leave, and the beauty of our time together will flash in my mind, and now, it is just me, only me, and I will let the cold tears fall to the ground, and let it fall to the ground.........

You must go happily and don't disappoint my expectations of you, and I will definitely smile when I come back to see me.

It's just that I'm afraid, I'm afraid that when you're sad, no one will comfort you, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, no one will congratulate you when you're happy, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that when you need to listen, no one will listen to your .........

Good friends, let's hug! Gather a thousand words on this hug, put my blessings, your reluctance into this hug, when you are sad, think about this hug, I hope it is equal to comfort; When you are happy, think of this hug, I hope it equals congratulations; Think of this hug when you need to listen, and I want it to be equal to my heart.

Friend, you must go happily and return happily!

Landlord, if you can send a horse, let a horse go, I'm only 11 years old, look at it, can you give points? Actually, it doesn't matter if you only say a few words, your friends will understand.

Suddenly, I wanted to write about the oak for those times that I couldn't pick up.

It's just that, standing behind the time, I can't pick up those memories.

I can only watch it disappear at the end of the sky.

Half past nine at night.

Close the book, turn off the light, and let the night flow.

Darkness, endless darkness.

The room was dark, with thick curtains covering the windows, and the outside light could not penetrate the darkness.

I don't know when it started.

I fell in love with a person who let his thoughts wander endlessly in the dark night.

The heart that has been suppressed, and the endless indulgence in the dark, finally chose this way.

I couldn't write words that would make people happy, so I finally gave up.

I'm sorry, but those who care about me and want me to be happy can only say that.

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The old things gradually began to blur, and the years were traceless, and the light flashed.

An oath that will never be broken. It also precipitated in the long river of the Yuzheng years and stayed behind.

The years of first acquaintance will not come again.

The pain that I deliberately let go of passed like the wind.

So, I tried to use calm words to describe the years we had walked together.

I'm sorry my love hurt you.