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The best memory copywriting

The best memory copy (selected 39 sentences) 1. "Sometimes, what you see, what you hear, what you do in the end, the result is not what you want!" 2. Childhood. Youth .In the golden years of youth, bit by bit, the beautiful memories are woven together into a beautiful picture of life, which is stored in the depths of our memory. Whenever we think of it many years later, how much suffering it has been. Happy years will become the music of life that we savor carefully. Bitterness is also sweet, and sourness is also sweet. 3. There is a kind of love, which is obviously deep love, but cannot be expressed; there is a kind of love, which obviously wants to give up, but cannot give up; there is a kind of love, which is clearly known to be torment, but it is not open; there is a kind of love, which knows that there is no way forward, and the heart But it can no longer be taken back. 4. In these innocent days of youth that are fading away, you can see yourself with the back getting longer and longer. That is the time and mood that are far away. 5. I hear music, coming from the moonlight and the carcass. The extreme bait captures the ethereal beauty. Life is full of intensity, but also full of innocence. There are always memories throughout the world. I believe in myself. When I die, it will be like the quiet and beautiful autumn leaves. No. Prosperous but not chaotic, posture like smoke? Even withered, it retains the pride of plump muscles and clear bones? Mysterious and mysterious? Rabindranath Tagore's "The Birds" 6. Memories are accumulated bit by bit, just like a script, everyone is in the story The difference between the protagonists is that the life experiences of each protagonist are very different. 7. At least once in your life, you should forget yourself for someone, not asking for results, not asking for companionship, not asking for what you have had, not even asking you to love me, just asking for meeting you in my most beautiful years. 8. Beautiful flowers and beautiful families are not worth the passage of time. When one day, youth has disappeared, maybe we can only slowly relive those years in our memories. 9. Nostalgia is the weeds on the wall of reality. Inadvertently, it has crawled over the courtyard of daily life. (Ni Tao) 10. When a person is intoxicated in a fantasy, he will regard the fantasy as a vague sentiment and treat it as real wine. You drink to get drunk; I drink to get drunk from others. He sobered up from his drunken state. 11. In the spring of March, the cold wind blows sharply. The stars shed tears, unable to find a hug to run to. The moon is haggard, and the lovesickness makes Ren Xiaose laugh at me. The dead branches are swaying, dreaming of a heart-wrenching entanglement. Whose love song sings the loneliness of midnight? Whose bed is the quilt for two lonely people? Who wakes up from a dream and can’t tell the difference between the past life and this night? And whose smile is so charming and enchanting in front of you? I was barefoot in the night, wandering in the seaweed of my thoughts. 12. The world stops spinning, I look up and see the sun as warm as you. What I want is simple, time is still there, and you are still there. 13. Recalling the past that has become the past, bit by bit is gradually blurring in the eyes. Finally, as the tears spread, they evaporated into the pores and into the moist air. Stretch out your hand and let the snowflakes outside the window fall on your palm. 14. I recall the past, but I look forward to the future even more. Let my future be full of birdsong, full of fresh green, destined to be harvested, and filled with warmth. Let them leave more beautiful memories for me! 15. Life is always a brilliant flower, and love is an eternal love song. You are my eternal lover. Make a beautiful promise and freeze it in the millennium of time. I will meet you in the next reincarnation. We will fall in love again and create a lifelong relationship. , sing the love song of another life, love will always walk in the fleeting time between you and me, reincarnate for thousands of years, and be passed down for thousands of years. 16. When I face the sea, others are blooming in spring? When I want to die with the sea, but it has become the Dead Sea first? 17. Waiting is the first aging in life. 18. Waiting is the most humble term in the world. 19. We will eventually grow up, growing up quietly with a feeling of no resentment. After all, growth is a blessing. 20. When you really want to forget someone, that person is already engraved in your heart. 21. When time passes, we forget that we once loved someone without hesitation, her cuteness, and everything she did for me. 22. What you can take the time to savor in life is not your money, but the misty memories like wisps of green smoke. There is no other pain more painful than remembering happy past times in suffering. If one day the world betrays you, at least I will betray the world for you. Don’t frown when you are sad, because you don’t know who will like your smile. 23. The past is like the river reflected by the setting sun. I choose the shining ones to treasure in my heart. I choose the beautiful pictures of you to treasure in the most beautiful place in my heart. 24. I want to see the warmest sunshine and the most powerful smile. I want to listen to Chibi Maruko-chan and Doraemon heading towards one beautiful tomorrow after another. 25. I believe you are still here and have never left. My love is like an angel protecting you. If you knew this place, I would find an angel to love you for me without me! 26. I don’t know who said: ~Memory is a bridge, but it is a prison leading to loneliness. This is the most sad sentence about love that I have ever heard. Every time I recall the past and dream back at midnight, I always rejoice for the time in my life that I can’t get back ~ I will never reappear the experience, joy-sadness-leaving-staying, things. Affection. feel. Shedding tears from my heart. Tonight, I don’t know who I am trapped in. 27. When that glimmer of dawn rose, I naively thought I saw hope again. Who was going up the river of memory, just to retrieve those shining beads and string them together? On the neck of time. From the beginning, we are singing; to the end, we are walking.

The face that is not sad is my youth; the eyes that are not anxious are waiting for the years to change? 28. Memories are like a mirror, it is memories that allow me to recall these helpless memories of the two of us. 29. Hiding in a certain time, missing the palm prints of a period of time; hiding in a certain place, missing a person who stands on the way to and from, who makes me care. The years are flowing from my fingers, and I feel that my stars are slowly falling from their tracks? 30. The noise and brightness of the world, the joy and happiness of the world, are like clear streams, in the wind, in front of my eyes, murmuring And then, warmth gushes out like spring water. I have no extravagant expectations. I just want you to be happy and not sad. 31. Let her go, but not yourself? 32. Talk to loneliness, but I don’t want to believe that you have left. 33. You can go back to the past, but you can’t go back to the beginning. 34. Looking back on the past, I will not regret wasting my years, nor will I be ashamed of doing nothing. 35. These may be the fallen flowers in the corner, waiting for the day they will be corroded. 36. Those youthful emotions that unfold in a crystal-clear manner in beautiful legends will eventually end with separation and sealing, or, like a letter sent to the wrong address, falling in a deserted place, and each note will be recorded The sentences all have warm and beautiful original meanings. 37. After you left, those days filled with tears came. But now I realize that we have changed beyond recognition because of our youth, and everything is so thin and cold.

38. Memories are the sad tears of "The flowers are silent with tears in their eyes, and the wild reds fly across the swing"; Memories are the sad drunken songs of "Where will I wake up tonight, the dawn wind and the moon on the willow bank"? 39. Memories are the sad bridge Under the green spring waves, it was once a sudden dream that the shadow of a shocked dragon came. The memory is like a thousand sails that have passed by, and the water is shining and the water is long, and the heart is broken;