2, walking together is fate, walking together is happiness 3, perhaps, some love is like this, but the timing is wrong, and the fate is not enough. 4. Some people live in tall buildings, some people live in deep ditches, some people shine, some people are covered in rust, and there are thousands of people in the world. If you are a rainbow, you will know when you meet it.
Heartbeat 5. Everyone comes to this world in a hurry, and some people turn around and forget; Some people pass by with it and have to turn back. -Bai Luomei "If you are well, it is sunny" 6. Fate is a book. If you turn it over inadvertently, you will miss it. If you look too carefully, you will cry. 7. It was many years later that I realized that meeting for the first time was actually a long-lost reunion. I can't help sighing the wonder of fate.
8. In the morning, I am a sea without waves. I walk slowly, kiss your feet gently and leave quietly ... 9. As a single dog, I don't envy any lovers, and I don't want to chat up girls. I'm not the kind of person who lights up when I see beautiful women. But I still long for love, and sometimes I even fantasize, and every fantasy is sweet and happy (not fantasy OOXX, don't get me wrong).
Often in reality, I am lonely and feel that no one understands my thoughts. I am different. Although I am only 18 years old, my understanding of life has changed a lot.
My ideal girlfriend in the past: good figure, fitness, emotional appeal, humor and good-looking. Now I just want a woman who can really love me. My appearance is not rare, but my figure must be healthy. If I were a fat piece of paper, I would collapse.
I don't know how long I will be lonely in this life. I believe I will wait for that person. I am a person who believes in fate. I will make myself more perfect in lonely days. After all, it is enough to have more than one love in one's life.
10 I won't tell you that I don't love you enough, but I'm afraid that our immaturity will erase the fate we should have. 1 1, eternal life, origin and ending. -Wang Chen's The Most Beautiful Lover in the World 12, Youth, is a too hasty book.
We read and read with tears in our eyes. If you read too carefully, you will burst into tears; I turned it over casually, for fear of missing the wonderful fragment.
13, hi, stranger, thousands of people met us by chance ... at the same time, I turned around and saw each other. Nice to meet you ... You know what? If one day, you see this sentence, then please allow me to smile and say: hello. Guess what? If one day, you see this sentence, please allow me to say goodbye with a smile.
14, two strangers on both sides of love, one mile away. 15, fate is the imagination of lovers and the lust of unrequited love! 16, will there be such two people? Born to meet.
17. When you start to like someone, you will feel that ta is the most beautiful in the world, and you will feel that all the small interactions between you and ta are arranged by God. It seems that since then, human scripts have been written for you and me. Fate seems to be coming.
However, many things often develop in this way. Fate is there, but mutual affection is not. Fate will not wait. Fate can be arranged by God, but mutual affection is saved by yourself.
Some people always complain that there is no fate, because they think of fate too simply. 18, when fate becomes inevitable, it loses its value.
19, fate can't stay, and the wind takes him away. 20. The world is big, but we are small. The place where everyone can stay for a long time is so big, and where I belong, you are walking around here. How can I avoid you? ! 2 1, I sometimes believe that our fate is doomed. 22. Loneliness is a silent film. You perform alone, and the curtain calls, while the audience, from beginning to end, is not patronized.
23, meeting is fate, two forget peace of mind. -Xuan Mo "this life will not die" 24. If this is an illusion, I would rather sink into it; If this is a dream, I'd rather stay awake for a long time.
If I can continue, I want to know the ending. -The Flame of Ink "Poetry of the Flame of Ink" 25. Sometimes, the fate between people is like this. They change each other and watch each other, but they can never be together.
26, the fate of this world, not a second earlier, not a second later, only that moment, when I looked at you, you recognized me! Love is like this, so is family. Fate is a fate that you can't get rid of after a few laps.
-Liu Chenfeng's "Sunny Summer Night" 27. "Take all the charges, just for a little peace." Follow your heart.
29. Goodbye. 30. Tenderness is not my nature, but the tranquility after tempering.
Everything life has given has really changed something. Carefully discover and transform yourself, and frantically seek happiness and peace.
On the way. No one is the king, respect each other and rejoice with each other.
Simplicity is true, and fate is fate. 3 1, acquaintance is the addition and subtraction of Tao.
From the initial goodwill accumulation to the gradual indifference and subtraction of the relationship. I don't know when the relationship with my current friends will drop to zero. I just want to cherish the present.
At least many years later, I will remember the past and have no regrets. 32. The acquaintance in this world is not an absolute accident, everything is predestined.
Just as I want to know you, you have to know me. 33. I think it is an inscription.
I see. I can finally put it down.
Bless you. I think I understand this text. All I have to do now is ...
Wait a minute. A person's appearance, a right person.
Maybe a month, a year, three years, maybe longer, and then. I chased her.
Finally, we walked through the rugged and plain, and then ... in the park, the white hair from our little Beijing bus wind leaned against the willows to watch the sunset.
34. The chain of love is ruthless, and the emptiness of fate is invisible. 35. I'm neither earlier nor later. I just happened to meet you. This is fate, or my luck.
36. This inexplicable encounter is not just fate or unfinished fate. Materialists are always willing to believe that man can conquer nature, but they still doubt whether some things are always doomed ~-pp38. The so-called fate is just an excuse, which can be used when two people are together or can't be together.
39. Our fate has long been doomed. After experiencing a lot of emotional pain, we all know when to love someone. 40. Actually, what I'm afraid of is not that two people are different, but that I have the same thing in mind. I ask myself why I deserve you, and you want to know why you deserve me.
2. An ancient poem about fate, 1, "I live at the head of the Yangtze River"
Tang Dynasty: Li Zhiyi
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you, but I drink the water from the Yangtze River. When will the endless rivers dry up and the bitterness of separation stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.
2. Youth Travel and Knife Like Water
Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan
The sword is like water, the house is better than snow, and the hand breaks the new orange. At the beginning of the brocade, the smoke of animals is constant and the sound is relatively adjusted.
Ask in a low voice who will stay. It's midnight in the city. The horse is slippery and frozen, so it's better to have a rest and walk less.
Lovers both * * * into the orange. The orange knife is bright and clean, as clear as water; Plates of oranges are bright and clean, and fruits and vegetables are fresh. The beautiful woman is dignified and elegant, breaking off new oranges for her sweetheart with her slender hands.
How can a man not know the warmth of a woman to a man? Indoor, gorgeous curtains droop gently, and wisps of videos are filled with a warm atmosphere, and the tenderness between them seems to melt in this warm atmosphere. They sat opposite each other, and the man was intoxicated by the sound of the woman.
Late at night, the man got up and said goodbye to the woman. The woman asked him in a low voice: Where do you live now? It's already midnight. It's chilly outside, the road is slippery and frosty, and few people walk. You'd better not go.
3. Jade case Yuan Xi
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd, and suddenly I turned around and there she was, but I accidentally found her in the scattered light.
4. "Qingpingle Summer Lake Tour"
Song: Zhu
Angry smoke dew. Leave me for a while. Join hands with Lotus Lake on the road. A Mao Mao rain in Huangmei.
Simple and naive, not afraid of people guessing. Send grief with the group temporarily. It's time to share, and then come to the makeup table.
In summer, the West Lake, with its lakes and mountains, is full of smoke, which makes people want to stop. Walking hand in hand with my lover on the lakeside path with lotus flowers in full bloom, it rained plum blossom drizzle in an instant. Simple and naive feelings are not afraid of people's guesses, so I fell asleep in his arms with my clothes in my arms. The most important thing is to break up, reluctant to linger, return to the abyss of sadness, and be too lazy to get close to the dresser.
5, "Linjiang Xian, dream behind the tower, locked up"
Song: Yan
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
Late at night, I dreamed that the door on the balcony was locked, and the curtains hung heavily after I woke up. When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle. I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, and when I came back, she was a colorful figure. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.
3. A poem about fate, Miss Wang Wei
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Zhang Jiuling, full moon Philip Burkart one.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.
Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get darker, although I put on my coat, it didn't get warmer, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other?
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
4. Sentences about the fate of work A selection of classic sentences about fate
1) Buddha said: All Dharmas are born of life. Accidental meeting and sudden looking back doomed each other's lives, just for the moment when their eyes met.
2) Buddha said: We became attached to each other 500 years ago, and previous lives were destined to be different from today. I kneel: If not today, what day will it be?
3) Buddha said: Everything is impermanent, and life is death. If you don't cling to life and death, your heart will be quiet and you will get eternal joy. People suffer because they pursue eternal beauty and never die.
4) Buddha said: Everything has a fixed number and cannot be forced.
5) Buddha said: the origin is doomed, and the edge is empty.
6) Buddha said: everyone has a plan for what they see and encounter, and everything is fate. It's all providence.
7) Buddha said: Only by cultivating immortals can we help each other in the same boat. It takes thousands of generations to sleep together, and 500 times of staring in previous lives, in exchange for this life's shoulder rub.
8) Buddha said: Everything in this life is the cause and effect of previous lives.
9) Buddha said: Everything in this life is the cause and effect of previous lives. So what was your fate in your previous life when you and I met?
The night gave me a pair of black eyes, but I used them to look for light.
After all, the world is just a small place.
What you can't get is always the best.
Can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon?
Two kinds of life; One is decay, and the other is burning.
Eat to live and not live to eat.
The past belongs to death, and the future belongs to oneself.
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Life is precious, love is more expensive; If you are free, you can throw both.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Orthomorphism does not seek direct shadow, but seeks direct shadow.
Everyone's story begins with their own tears and ends with others' tears.
There are two tragedies in life: one is despair; Make a smug. If we can't build a happy life, we have no right to enjoy happiness, just as we have no right to enjoy wealth without creating it.
A strong man's life is like a huge clock. If you hit it, it will make an earth-shaking sound.
Achievement says: I am afraid of boasting. Whoever remembers me for a long time will wither my life.
Honor says: Hard sweat is the real bad wine, and I just hold its glass.
A single flower does not make a spring.
Travel all over the world without ambition, and it is difficult to move without ambition.
There is a road in the mountain of books, but there is no limit to learning the sea.
It is better to call the old leaves of silkworm inexhaustible than to call them exhausted.
People are cute not because they are beautiful, but because they are cute.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
A year's plan is nothing more than a tree valley; The ten-year plan is nothing more than a tree; A century-long plan is nothing more than cultivating people.
A calm lake will not make a thin sailor; Comfortable environment can't make a great man of the times.
The most precious thing is today, and the easiest thing to lose is today.
Time is generous to those who are stingy with it.
Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze it, it always exists.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
With copper as a mirror, you can be well dressed; Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall; Taking people as a mirror can reflect gains and losses.
A person who has never thought about harvesting will never sow and cultivate.
The joy of struggle is always strange to the weak.
The fruit of autumn belongs not to the flower watcher in spring, but to the cultivator in spring.
Birth names are given by parents, and bad names are given by themselves.
The weak are waiting for opportunities, while the strong are creating opportunities.
The closer the grass is to the earth, the harder it is for the wind to carry it away.
When it clears up, it is easiest to forget the umbrella.
Giving is always more pleasant than taking.
Tears are not spring rain, and they can't shed colorful spring scenery.
6. The sentence about fate: Looking back 500 times in my last life is just a passer-by in this life.
Life is a long wandering journey. Meeting anyone is a beautiful accident and surprise, but your appearance can make my wandering heart find a place to stay. This kind of opportunity is fate. The brevity of life gives us a profound understanding of fate.
Fate is a doomed thing, which can be met but not sought. Fate is a coincidence, not a deliberate wait. Fate floats by chance and disappears quietly in the brush. In the right place, at the right time, the right person is in your casual look back, and the god of luck has taken care of you. This encounter is a beautiful fate. As Zhang Ailing said, "The person you met among thousands of people happened to catch up with you in the boundless wilderness of time, in thousands of years." When you meet, your eyes meet and your heart opens quietly. We feel deja vu, as if past lives had seen it. We don't need too many languages, we are already bosom friends.
Fate is an agreement between you and me in the world of mortals in previous lives, an agreement to be together in this life, and an agreement to meet in the next life.
Fate is a flash in the process of life cycle, which will always pass your heart inadvertently. All sentient beings are bound by a fate, meet by chance, know each other, put aside worldly material desires, connect with each other and touch the hearts. Look at the world of mortals like spring flowers and autumn moon, so that dreams can be integrated with reality.
Fate is an illusory aesthetic situation in a dream, just like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror. When you come, you are caught off guard, sometimes touching, sometimes soft as bone, and sometimes so unforgettable. I went and disappeared into the trace. Dream on, dream on, flowers are not flowers, spiritual gathering is a kind of fate. And love is a special gift from God, a deliberate arrangement that the previous agreement can't escape the temper of fate. Because of love, it is bitter. No matter how deep or shallow the edge is, what you get is nature. Life is too short to come by easily.
Fate is not wine, but it is purer and more fragrant than wine. Destiny is not a poem, it is more beautiful and attractive than poetry. Don't let too many mundane and vulgar things lose their senses, affect their judgment and give up their principles. Do not care about the endless life and death of the world of mortals, as long as you can love sincerely and rationally.
Fate, a wonderful feeling, comes and goes quickly, which stems from mutual loyalty and spiritual harmony through thick and thin. Fate always belongs to those who really treat their feelings. Someone lives for you, dies for you, cries for you and smiles for you. Feel your emotions with your heart, listen to your heart and let your soul merge with your soul. Some people are clear-headed, some people share the pain, and some people soothe the wounds. From then on, you are no longer lonely on the road of life, and your joy is shared.
Fate is the source of happiness. When we are happy to meet our destiny, we should cherish and grasp the measure of happiness and cherish a fate, which will add interest and emotion to our life. Regardless of gains and losses, you will be happy in the end. Only those who know will understand and cherish, and those who know how to cherish will face it sincerely and frankly, so that they can love and be together! Only in the paradise with love can love thrive and become more substantial and vivid in mutual admiration and appreciation!
Fate is a beautiful scenery. An unexpected encounter with beauty, a hasty and affectionate look back, will also be doomed to become a permanent freeze in life memory! Will also retain an illusory beauty and expectation, a concern and nostalgia! Since then, people no longer feel lonely and their hearts no longer feel lonely. And once we accidentally miss each other quietly, regret becomes a noun to interpret loneliness! What looms is a long-term heartache. In the journey of life without mutual understanding and care, escape has become a habit. Passing by are countless unknown destinies.
Friendship is fate, eternal love is fate, and flawless true love is fate.
Fate is a wonderful drama. There are points and combinations, and the love and hate in the world all begin with fate. On this stage, they each interpret their own ups and downs. Come and go quietly, the person who appears in the climax is a wise man! The curtain call in perfection is the benevolent! Love is in fate, resentment is in fate, and death is in my heart! Fate needs to be grasped and faced. Fate needs to learn to give up at the right time!
Telepathy in the mirror image of Zen machine is just a reflection of the illusion of life. One by one, love and hate meet at the crossroads of fate, longing, wandering in pride and hesitation, and disappearing in grief.
7. Poems describing fate: Acacia, Wang Wei, when those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.
How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why did * * * cut the candle at the west window, but when he said it was raining late? Without Yuan Zhen, water makes the sea sad and amber forever. I am lazy to look back on flowers, and half of the reason is that I am a monk. The topic is, Cuihu Village in the south of the city, where peach blossoms set each other off today last year.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. In my dream, I sent Zhang Bi Xie Guren, and the small corridor turned askew.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts.
From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring.
It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover. Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken.
You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
I dreamed of washing and dressing in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Sauvignon blanc forest is covered with green mountains and green moons.
The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting? Your tears are full and mine are full.
The ribbon knot is not finished. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
In the dark night, Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, and she was also anxious, but there was a cold rain and a night breeze. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. At first, a strong wind blew to Jinmen, Feng Yansi, bringing a pool of spring water.
Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand. Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely.
He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling. Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.