1. The quiet night and the familiar emptiness reveal the lonely melancholy in the heart. Loneliness continues to be lonely, and sadness waits for sadness.
2. I love the night, because under the starry sky, the desire for dawn burns.
3. In this quiet moment of night, who can understand my loneliness? In this quiet moment of night, who can soothe my lonely heart?
4. It’s snowing outside the window. I brew a cup of coffee and wait until it cools down, then I realize that I’m thinking of you again. How can you understand my expectations!
5. The pain of missing you will lie dormant in every silent night, and will come out when no one is prepared and sting you.
6. The endless night was too dark. I didn’t expect to see a ray of light, so I closed my eyes long ago!
7. Looking around, the light is dim. Looking up at the sky, there are scattered dots. I smiled bitterly, how could such a weak light withstand the darkness of the night?
8. When we break up on this night, it’s not that we don’t love anymore, it’s that we don’t want to love anymore. A love that is not loved is a love that only brings heartache to oneself. I would rather not have it!
9. Sea, such a simple word, but it has such deep eyes. The sea, with its changing blue color, is the melancholy that I have hidden in it all my life.
10. You weave the silk of lovesickness into a net, trying to catch that shaky drop of tear, but you are helpless that the sound of your piano has already fallen into the dust, and the tears splash on the ground and break into tear petals.
11. The wandering thoughts accompanied the inexplicable panic in the long night. Opening the curtains, I hope that a ray of light will shine through the window and reach into my heart, sweeping away my loneliness.
12. On a lonely night, in a quiet room, I sat alone in front of the computer, not knowing what I was thinking, smoking a cigarette in a daze. Looking at those sad words, I miss the beauty of the past.
13. I love such a magical and quiet night that makes me lonely. Love watching the moon's light spread on the branches and leaves of the trees. Feel the leaves and branches swaying quietly in the strong breeze.
14. Hide your loneliness in the night when the moonlight disappears, let out sighs, light the candles in winter, illuminate the empty place next to you, imprison yourself in the lonely empty city in the cage of memories, and forget about it. It is a foregone conclusion that one key can only open one lock.
15. The night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain the night gave me.
16. I like winter because the days are short and the nights are long, which gives me more time to escape.
17. I am in the same country as loneliness. This may be fate. I light a candle in the darkness, and the dim flame beats gently. It is silence. My heart beats. The candle burns out and the darkness swallows it. It left me without any resistance or struggle. I got used to the darkness freely.
18. I am used to the slow speed on the coastal road at night, and I am also used to thinking about the existence of another soul at this time.
19. I lost consciousness of the happiness you took away. Always looking for this touch, just because you have given me tenderness. Since I can't find you, I have lost everything. Facing night and day alone, I feel haggard and heartbroken.
20. I cry for you every night. Every time I fall asleep, I think of you. In my dreams, you laugh so happily with her, but I can only hide in the corner and cry.
21. The night is still so deep and still so cold. The persistence of staying alone in the mortal world has condensed into scars tonight, covering the lines, bit by bit, permeating every corner of the night.
22. She is like a shooting star, flashing a short and beautiful light and then disappearing into the vast universe. Looking up at the night sky again, we can no longer find our original destination.
23. Don’t comfort me when you leave me. You must know that every time you sew, your heart will suffer the pain of puncture.
24. Troubles, the wizard of darkness, have imprisoned my happiness in Pandora's box. Even an angel with wings cannot rescue my imprisoned happiness.
25. Under the silent starry sky, recalling the beautiful scenery of the past and the current sadness, tears filled my face from time to time.
26. This night is very quiet, and the coldness of my heart makes me full of emotions. I ponder the past events that I have buried deep in my heart and missed.
27. Indulging in loneliness should be the way to loneliness, just like the more you struggle in a swamp, the deeper you sink, and this kind of earning is ultimately in vain.
28. When I don’t want to wake up, the desk lamp projects only my lonely figure on the wall.
29. I don’t know which day, I started to like the night. I know that there are many strange things that only happen in the invisible night. These beautiful things will grow shining garlands in the dark night sky.
30. I wonder if you will still remember that crazy girl who loved to cry, laugh and act coquettishly a few years later. Will your heart fall into the dust of time and fade me away?
31. Time goes by without me, people who deserve happiness are just as happy without me, and maybe some people will live better without me. So what is there to miss? What are you not giving up?
32. The years have accumulated heartache, and there are too many stories hidden in my heart. The sad string is just waiting for someone to pluck it, and it will inevitably overflow out of control.
33. I am alone with my night, but without you, how can it be complete? My night with you is opposite, without you, how can it be considered a dream.
34. Sleepless at night, dreaming half-window, my thoughts cannot resist the thousands of minutes of sorrow written down by my fingers. It is the old disease that is riddled with holes in my heart, and the silent narration is that storm. Love comes and goes in flowers, snow and rain.
35. But whenever the night comes and loneliness comes, the tears of pride refuse to stick to my eyes. The moment you leave me, the silent dialogue has been deeply carved in my heart. In my mind is my lingering phantom.
36. In this lonely night, the song "Loneliness is the suffering you give me" is sung softly, with a touch of sadness. Listening carefully, I am drunk in it and let I don't know pain.
37. Night, knocking gently on the door of the heart, slowly releasing the dry light ink, slowly devouring the pale heart. I want to cry, but I can't find the bank of tears. I want to love, and the paper oaths are yellowed. I want to shout, but I can't find the end of life.
38. Memories that use loneliness as bait often come out late at night and float in the mind, so she chooses alcohol or cigarettes to anesthetize the soul under the tension of fragile nerves.
39. A little lonely, I don’t know how to say it, let it pass away silently, I left. In fact, it has never been here, but my heart is extremely soft at night.
40. Only at this night, the fragrance of the leaves spreads. These dense leaves sway slightly with the ripples of light, like countless sweet smiles in the dark night. It made the night seem extraordinarily warm and charming.
41. The silent night spreads quietly. Unknowingly, the years pass by quietly with each night. The wind of the world, with its quiet and tired face, stirred the dusty heartstrings, blew away the fallen red deep in my memory, easily captured my desolate fleeting years, and shook off the dust and smoke of memory all over the ground.
42. The night is deep and the moon is as bright as a mirror. I don’t know how long this night has passed, just like this water-like youth, I always want to retain the beauty of every passage, but always let it flow through my fingers. In the end, only a series of laments are left. regret.
43. Since the light in the dark night cannot drive away the loneliness in my heart, let the breeze in the dark night take its place!
44. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
45. The silent night is still spreading, and the wind of longing is filled with loneliness and loneliness. I still stood in front of the window, covering up my confusion and burying my true yearning.
46. If you don’t look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why do you need an oath? What night is this? You are no longer a stranger. In fact, there really is a destiny.
47. The dark night ruthlessly enveloped the entire city, gradually spreading into my world.
48. The pain has broken the heart, the dream has fallen, and the love has become unbearable. If you are drunk, you will abandon her. Do not follow her.
49. I always like to look back on the past in such a lonely night, those past events buried deep in my heart, what I gained, what I owned, what I lost, it feels like a dream.
50. The feeling of missing someone is like drinking a large glass of ice water and then shedding hot tears for a long, long time.
51. Under the lonely night is this lonely city, and in this lonely city is my sad love. With my bitter face and my absent-minded eyes, how could my fallen youth be lost at a young age?
52. The cold night cannot hide the sad past; the bright moon cannot piece together the image of missing people; the bleak winter wind cannot blow away the pain in the heart.
53. Parting and reunion are dramas that are constantly being played in life. Once you get used to them, you will no longer be sad.
54. I never dare to hope for eternity, I only hope for a heart-to-heart encounter. I never dare to think that love will last forever, I just want that stunning glimpse in the world of mortals.
55. The endless night, the monolithic night, began to be broken because of the cry of this little bird. Various sounds belonging to the day burst out from the gaps in the broken night.
56. A person’s night, a person’s world, is beautiful, a little sad, and you are in my thoughts. Quietly, I collected that loneliness with a smile, and waited for that eternal appointment in my heart.
57. If one day I find that I have lost you, I will search for you all over the world. You must stand where I can see you.
58. If you are unhappy, just find a corner or cry under the quilt. You don’t need sympathy from others. You can still live happily after crying.
59. In a life with infinite time and limited time, we chase the sun, the moon, and our dreams. Looking back at dusk, we are already too far away from that pure dream.
60. In the quiet night, listen to the sound of the fast-moving cars on the street rubbing fiercely against the ground. The sound is like a whistling bullet, piercing the remaining darkness, in the dim Beautiful curves are drawn under the lamp shadow.
61. Qingluo is a fragile person who is easily sentimental. I often say this is fate, and I don’t want to change anything. I know I will understand it one day.
62. I prefer night to day. It's very quiet at night, without the hustle and bustle of the day.
Memories can linger and circle in the mind quietly and unscrupulously.
63. I moved my body quietly, for fear that my thin clothes and lonely face would disturb her elegant tranquility.
64. A person is looking for images of a person on the empty Internet. Enter a series of words about ailments such as loneliness, loneliness, pain, etc., and then start searching alone.
65. Troubles are the stepping stones of life, helping you move forward step by step. But worries can also become a stumbling block in life, leaving you bruised and bruised.
66. Looking back suddenly, I feel the loneliness, in the desert of endless time, in the longing of the declining grass, keeping the oath of three thousand weak water, wandering in the helpless world, wandering in The confusion and cruelty of reality.
67. The edge of the world of mortals is misty, and the tears of the world of mortals are misty, like fleeting fireworks, and like fleeting meteors, so beautiful, but also so regrettable.
68. Staring blankly at the dark night, scolding the moonlight all over the ground, I am still so flustered that I can't sleep. The confusion in his mind blurred a figure.
69. The endless night is too dark. I didn’t expect to see a ray of light, so I closed my eyes long ago!
70. Every time at this time of night, my heart is always empty. I feel as if I have been abandoned and forgotten by many people. I am overwhelmed by deep loneliness and I don’t know what to do.
71. The chaos of the stars covers the depressed eyes, and the clear brilliance of the bright moon buries the innocence and freedom deep in the soul.
72. Do you think the most sour feeling is jealousy? No, the most sour feeling is that you have no right to be jealous. It is not your turn to be jealous at all. That is the most sour and sour feeling.
73. In fact, I have been waiting by your side, waiting for you to whisper on my shoulder, will there come a day when your tenderness belongs to me, and I will not make you sad anymore, let you The tears will flow again!
74. The night is as cold as water, and the heart is as cold as ice. The wish that cannot be delivered is like the dim star language in the night sky. There is a sad mood, lingering, and there are thousands of threads and no way to explain it.
75. As the night gets deeper and deeper, my heart slowly settles, and I feel more and more lonely, just like standing on the railway track and looking at the long, endless loneliness.
76. In a certain year, a certain month, and a certain night, your name was written all over the paper. The messy words burst out the beauty and loneliness, which was a painful memory in the impetuous years.
77. I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you. The reason why the feeling of loneliness is so heavy is just because I think about you too deeply.
78. On lonely nights, I learned to be brave without you; without your company, I learned to be strong; in the days without you, I learned to pretend.
79. When you are alone, you will be lonely, filling the wounds of the night with the past, and then laughing at yourself for being naive; when you are alone, you are very free, not pretentious, and can walk freely in the small world.
80. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard. Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce and separation, and the ordinary feeling in the heart.
81. The years are fleeting, and time is like an hourglass, flowing away bit by bit. In this life, I may never be able to get out of that haze, and I can only leave this piece of music, walking alone sadly.
82. Good nights are short, I wander alone in this bleak world, wasting time, wasting years, youth has been exhausted, time will never come back again, too much sadness, too much Many feelings can only be placed on the meteors that fall instantly in the night sky.
83. Don’t get close, I don’t want to break the situation and let myself get hurt for you, don’t sympathize, your smile has always been my painful happiness.
84. The wound is just like me, a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and moist place suitable for anything to grow.
85. Youth is limited. When you can be proud, feel free to be proud. One day, when you fall in love with someone wholeheartedly, you may not be able to be proud anymore.
86. In the dimly lit place, the beautiful woman silently guards this desolate and cold place, turning the passing years into a movement as clear as running water on the pen.
87. Time has not taught us anything, but it has taught me not to believe in a myth easily; and the most admirable thing about myths is that they are untrustworthy!
88. The dim light waves drag the brilliance of my eyes towards the moon in the distant sky. I love her elegance and light. But I can't bear her light to scatter on my lonely shadow.
89. The tired body and cold fingertips beat the rugged life wantonly, writing full of bitter tears.
90. In the lonely dark night, in the boundless world, there will always be a glimmer of light refracting for you, slowly forgetting the past.
91. That flower bloomed and then failed, that painful death, in this silent night, like the cherry blossoms in early spring, released so gorgeously and so melancholy.
92. I just want to be your moon and accompany you through the night, but not your sun, because the sun will hurt you.
93. When the feeling of loneliness sneaks into the heart at night, how this feeling bites and tortures a helpless soul! The night is long, where is the light?
94. I spent a long night alone with a lamp, and unconsciously thought about the past. I spent half my life waiting in exchange for a piece of sadness. The unforgettable sadness filled the other shore, and the ink stained the world of mortals. Where is the love?
95. The light and the night merge into one, and deathly silence and heartache are mixed together. When a wisp of wind passes by, it feels like someone is cutting the soul with a knife.
96. Then leave me alone. I would rather be a cat, live a simple life, and stay in a corner of the world forever!
97. The secrets of time are hidden in the corners of this city. Whenever I wake up at midnight, I hear her singing, singing to those who have deep feelings. It is silent and desolate, and the coldness penetrates deep into the bone marrow. Even the most ruthless person will shed tears for her.
98. Every time in the dead of night, I feel lonely and sad. The heart of a lonely person is fragile. I always see other people making love, and I feel that I am so lonely, but my true heart is no longer there. Sincerity no longer counts.
99. I have always understood that I should not dwell on the past. In fact, I am afraid of late at night, and there will be an endless loneliness that will attack me; but I like late at night, because only when it is dark around me, I and my tears are safe.
100. God peered into the night and took pity on the tragic story; in the sad eyes, the falling tears robbed the silence of the night. Crying roses interpret poignant feelings.
101. The fork in the road that separates is not just life. When youth is over, the fragments accidentally left behind will hurt more than just the heart. Missing her to no avail, finally overwhelming me.
102. Jun Lianmeng’s love has ended, and we are looking at each other from afar on the water. My thoughts are filled with tears, and my heart is like a coptis sleeping under a lamp.
103. The small characters on the red paper can tell endless sorrows of separation. The silent midnight is full of the sound of heartbreak. A little lamp in the shabby room flickers on and off, lengthening the depth and depth of the night. open.
104. The dark night makes loneliness profound. Loneliness sublimates in the dark night, blooming and interpreting the beauty of black. In the starless night, I am still myself.
105. What often makes things clear is not clear eyes. Just like things in the dark are always more attractive than in the light, it is the power that lures me from pain to pain.
106. This desolate rain has knocked down many withered yellow leaves, and this desolate night has saddened the lonely hearts of several people.
107. In the cold night as cold as water, the emotion of the past floated into the tunnel forgotten by memory, the golden body dimmed, with sadness and a few drops of solidified tears. , frozen You Meng leaving traces.
108. I am grateful for this wonderful and great night. It allows me to gain more thinking and abundance than during the day. Capture the deeper mysteries of life.
109. You turn aside silently, facing the night. In the depths of the night, there are dense lamps. They are always together and we will always see each other again. Goodbye, for goodbyes.
110. Who is awakened by the roar of insects at midnight, as if he has lost his soul, and feels sad.
111. Your light footsteps no longer leave any traces. The human face is nowhere to be seen. Only the green waves are still flowing eastward. I sigh that the geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It is difficult to express my melancholy. I also I can only insert this affection into plain paper and hide it in words.
112. Every day, I stand in front of the dawn, looking forward to the coming of night, and hide myself alone in the shadow of the thick trees next to the house, curiously and mysteriously searching for everything that happens at night with my eyes.
113. The night is deep and the wind is blowing the curtains. Give me some old time to sit alone under the wooden window with green moss growing and brew a pot of leisurely tea. If you don't care, when will the swallow flying south be able to return home? Don't ask, where will that little boat be exiled to?
114. The night is so quiet. Every quiet breath evokes a touch of melancholy. Lying in the deepest corner of the cabinet, whispering the words of a key with helpless emotion.
115. When I miss you at night, I say to you in my heart 1314, I hope to be with you for the rest of my life. In fact, it is only one life and one death, two lives apart.
116. Everyone has a story in their heart that cannot be told, so they can only let those tell it to themselves late at night.
117. A person’s night, a person’s waiting. I don’t remember how many nights this was, or how many times I waited. I just know that I am still holding on and waiting.
118. The loneliest thing is when you want to love but can't love. I try to be brave, but I can't face the trembling eyes in the mirror, so I can only say goodbye to everyone close to me.
119. As night falls, the city reluctantly reveals its prosperity, with feasting and entertainment and endless sirens. People seem to be used to this kind of night, which seems so ridiculous and pitiful.
120. My heart is so tired. How can I heal the scars in my soul? How can I wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes? If there are too many injuries and enough pain, the heart will no longer hurt because it is numb; late at night, in the dark night, I will always secretly wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes.