First, the sweet words in the sunset in the past, buried in my heart, have become the most beautiful memories of my life. I haven't seen you for years. Today, I send my blessing. May my wishes become an umbrella to protect you from the scorching sun and cold! Second, memory is the pillar of sandalwood. Ignite casually and burn silently. The ethereal dance with the wind is really a dreamlike smoke, a lost time. The fragrance is gone, the smoke is gone, the ash is gone, and the dream is fragrant. 3. Tears are used to miss someone. Try to miss someone and remind yourself that at least one person is worth your tears. Four. Perhaps, this is just a dream, a broken dream. The flower withered and withered, and finally, it was very sad. Get to know each other. In the end, it still won't work. In the best time, without it, I still walk alone on the road that doesn't belong to me. Like a scavenger, I quietly collected the negatives of time, turned them into old wine, and then broadcast any pictures related to you in that summer afternoon. What we recall is often what we lack or are losing in real life. The reason why we like memories, or often fall into them unconsciously, may be because memories can make up for some shortcomings in our real life and achieve a temporary, even just a moment's psychological balance. Seven. Because of loneliness, I chose to break free. Because I was awake, I chose meditation. I chose to give up because I couldn't see the future. Because I gave up, I chose to get rid of it. Because of liberation, I chose to be strong. Because I am strong, I chose to forget. Yes, I abandoned love and betrayed it. I finally buried it myself. On the contrary, I think it should be a process of gradual elimination, knowing what is most important to me and what is not. Then, be a simple person. Nine. We fly kites together in spring, count stars together in summer, watch sunsets together in autumn and step on snowflakes together in winter. Every season is full of our laughter. Don, long time no see, my friend. Do you often think of our past in the distance? A short message, I wish you peace, and our friendship will last forever! Don't be deliberate, don't be rude. You don't have to do all the etiquette in the secular world, you can even disappear for a few years, but you just need to know that he will be by your side when you need it, and always extend a warm hand. Some people may never have such friends. Such friends cannot be satisfied! You are a friend like me. Dear friends, I wish my friends happiness forever. Eleven. Lonely people will always remember everyone who appears in their lives, just as I will always think of you. Twelve. We can only have a rest in this nostalgic little post office. After a good rest, we dropped everything and went on our way. Thirteen. A thing full of memories, however precious, is not the memory itself. Precious things are buried in my heart. 14. Looking back, I won't regret wasting my time and I won't be ashamed of my mediocrity. Fifteen, some memories are burned, some memories are buried in the bottom of my heart, and the age of innocence is like running water across the golden age. 16. There is a kind of love, obviously deep love, but I can't say it; There is a kind of love that obviously wants to give up, but it can't; There is a kind of love that you know is suffering, but you can't open it; There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way out, but the heart can never be found again. Seventeen years old, reading, tears stopped, but I still can't forget Qing Yan. 18. I think everyone's soul is lonely, so we try to find warmth in the crowd. In the end, we will be left alone, crying or laughing, or sad or happy, one after another. More tired, more innocent and more distressed. We laughed, shed tears and hid happiness, so we got each other's breath and loneliness. Every road has an end, but we still have to keep going. Because I know the ending will always be happy.
A bed, a warm quilt. Curl up. Listen to your heartbeat and breathing quietly. Nineteen. Some injuries will never heal. 20. Where there is life, there are memories. You can't resist. There's nowhere to run. You are a secular person, and memories are your shadow. What is worth remembering will never be forgotten and never moved. No matter bitter, no matter sweet, no matter happy, no matter sad. 2 1. When a person indulges in a fantasy, he will turn it into a vague feeling and treat it as real wine. You drink to get drunk; I drink to wake up from other kinds of drunkenness. If I were brave, would the result be different? If you insist, your memory will be different. Twenty-three every night when I lie in bed, my mind will see fragments of the past, some happy, some painful and some sad. But whether it is happiness or pain, it has become a beautiful memory at that time. Every time I fall asleep with a smile, it is a feeling of happiness! 24. Bend your heart quietly and don't let the lingering fear fade away. My mind is a mess. Twenty-five, this person named Qiuhua picked it, lay quietly in your palm, and passed away a little. There is only a soft fragrance left in the air. Twenty-six. Memories seem to be shocked. Everything goes back in time, and the past is vivid. Countless pictures flashed at that moment, making you vaguely remember the scene at that time. Those things seem to have happened, but they seem to have never happened. They disappear in an instant, come back in an instant, and then disappear again. I recall the past, but I look forward to the future. Let my future be full of birds, new green, doomed to harvest and warmth. Let them leave me more beautiful memories! Lemon Meiwen.com from www.lemonba.com.