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When good things become memories, when memories are dusty in the past that can’t be repeated, we always feel sorry after losing them, and sometimes even burst into tears. However, in the rapid time, the memories are fading more and more in the years, even if those memories have made us cry. One day many years later, we remembered by chance, quietly recalled, and laughed. Until the laughter ended, our cheeks were moist, but our hearts were warm.
This world is like this, we are all waiting for one person, and other people may be waiting for us behind us, three years, five years, or the time of a lifetime.
You used to be my dream, and then it became a reality, but now it’s just a memory.
Don’t lose your temper at will. In life, it is impossible for a person to become friends with everyone he knows.
Life is too rushed, so you might as well slow down. Traveling through the years, everyone has their own story. Only when you are indifferent will your mood be beautiful, and your mood will be bright when you look away.
Feelings don’t believe in tears. Those who really love you are reluctant to make you cry. If they are not emotional, it’s useless if you cry and are blind. For many things, it’s good to see them openly; if you don’t see them, you must endure it after all.
In the sentimental years, we have always only been joyed and happy, and we don’t understand fragmentation, pain, possession, and loss. The red dust on the street is a warm bloom.
Happiness is a stop between too much and too little. Your true feelings warm all my memories in this life, and your attachment is waiting for me all my life.
There is nothing in the grip of your hand, and what you get by loosening your hand is relief. Whether or not you have ever caught it or gone away, those things can’t leave.
A lot of beautiful love, all must be safe at the end of the world. Those who used to say that they would never be separated have already been scattered in the end of the world.
The flowers do not open for anyone, they can open for themselves, and the world does not exist for anyone, it can exist for itself.
There are always elements of sorrow in happiness. What kind of person you are, you will hear what kind of song, what kind of text you see, what kind of characters you write, and what kind of people you meet?
There is no one who is happy, only a heart that is not willing to be happy. Life is like a mirror. When you laugh, it laughs, and when you cry, it cries.
Waiting is the strongest prison. If you don’t go out, others won’t come in. We can wait patiently, happiness can come slower, if it is true.
The most painful thing in the world is not eternal loneliness, but seeing warmth and vitality, but I can’t touch it.
Day after day, maybe God has always been fair, and when you have a lot, you will lose a lot.
People who are full of love in their hearts, happiness will be waiting at the door at any time. A lifetime is not long, some wonderful things can only be experienced once, and some scenery can only be passed by once.
Love is the wind of autumn. When love is gone, it is like wind and sand blowing across the wilderness, and there is withered yellow everywhere, leaving only depression and bleakness, and full of desolation.
Your badness is like a scar to others, leaving it forever. This is human nature. We can only grasp the purity of our hearts and remember the sugar that others have given us.
Walking in the vast world, we all strive to make ourselves perfect, but more often, we feel the regret of imperfection.
No matter how sad your heart is, keep believing, your dream will eventually become a reality.
Sometimes memory is like a Pandora’s box. When it is not opened, you never know what is inside.
When you live in the eyes of others, you are lost in your own heart. The most painful thing is not the separation, but after the separation, the memories are still deeply rooted and entangled like the devil.
It is only a distance away from turning around, and it takes a lifetime to forget. Cannot forget, we must learn to let go.
When time passed the heartstrings, every pain was a bit of maturity. It turns out that growing up is a price.
You shed tears because of him, because of his sentimentality, and don’t hesitate to give everything for him. You think this is love, what you can’t get is always the best, but you don’t know how to cherish the warmth that is close by.
Life is like a song, inseparable from clever notes; it is not necessary to please everyone, just as it is not necessary to remember all yesterday.
Sometimes, after sticking to what you least want to do, you can get what you want most. However, you must also accept your imperfect self.
Youth has always been a journey without suffering. Growth is the injury that forces you to stagger, and the staggering strength.
When you are most pessimistic and disappointed, that is when you must muster strong confidence. Some words are hurt or not, and some people will leave if they stay or not.
Time can heal a broken heart. We must always believe in this: everything will change, no matter how severe the trauma, how heavy the mood, or the poverty, you must hold on.
No matter this year, you are happy or sad, harvested or confused, you have to say goodbye to those lonely nights, to those broken promises, and to those chaotic troubles.
Remember that you are no longer worthy, you are also your own, unique yourself. If you strive to be the best you are, your life is enough!
I want to see the appearance of peace again, just to determine your happiness when the dust settles. From now on, the end of the world is strange, and I will see you for a long time.
Believe that you are the only one who can always rely on in this world. Therefore, regardless of what others think, stick to your own persistence until you can’t persist so far.
I can’t say that I can only love one person for the rest of my life, it’s impossible at all. But there must be someone who can make you laugh the most brightly, cry the most thoroughly, and remember the most deeply.
Only you know whether it hurts or not, and only you know if it has changed. Close your eyes and tell yourself quietly.
No matter how beautiful the experience is, it will be the past, no matter how deep the sorrow will fall on yesterday, just as time goes by without mercy.
In many cases, no matter how cold it hurts, you can hold it and grit your teeth to keep you from crying. On the contrary, the sudden warmth can force people to tear.
Everyone is the protagonist. Don’t look for happiness in the eyes of others, otherwise you will always be sad.
Memory, let us have one more time, weaving into segments of intoxicating drama. In inadvertent recollection, the pictures of the past flashed one after another, interpreting the endless joys, angers, sorrows, and joys of rebirth.
A lifetime is short. Don’t be sad about something unrelated. Happiness depends not on how much you have, but on how much you care. Don’t force what doesn’t belong to you and cherish what you hold in your hand. Do what you like in a happy state of mind and walk every section of the road with a sunny smile.