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I don't have the courage to go near the windowsill and watch you stay away. I dare not face the parting with you. I sat in the same place and let my tears drop by drop ... you came to say goodbye to me twice. From your eyes, I see deep sadness and worry. When you say' I'm leaving', I can't pretend to be strong, hang my head and cover my face with long hair. I don't want you to see my tears. I was so stupid that I didn't say a word to you. I heard your footsteps drifting away on the stairs. I rushed out and stopped at the door. There is another weak reason to remind me: no, I want to rush out and tell you: I can't bear to part with you! I want to say to you: Go home for a holiday, be happy and don't worry about me. But these words were swallowed by me. I believe you can receive all these words. Because we can communicate and feel with our hearts. Nothing to say, right? In a little while, the plane carrying you will take off. My heart will also be taken away by you. Only one body is waiting here alone. ...
Just now, I carefully folded the first paper crane for you, which contained all my thoughts and blessings for you. How I hope that the paper crane can fly into your heart tonight, drive away the fatigue of your journey and give you my thoughts. Did you get it? When the stack of meaningful papers under the pillow is folded up one day and turned into paper cranes with wings spread and flying, you will come back, you will come back. ...
When you stand in front of me, I can pretend to turn a blind eye When you left, I couldn't help thinking of you. You told me not to miss you too much, but you forgot to teach me how to stop thinking about you. When night comes, my thoughts will burst like a flood. When you leave, you won't know when to leave.
You must know I'm thinking about you. Right? Why else did you call me before boarding the plane? You must feel me crying. You will call me in time. Like warm wind, it brings me warmth and sweetness. Suddenly I feel as if you are still by my side, never far away, and your concern and consideration touch me all the time. Thank you! Remember: be sure to live happily every day.
Do you know that?/You know what? The taste of missing someone is like drinking a glass of cold water and then turning it into tears for a long time. ...
Do you know that?/You know what? I really miss you!
I really miss your prose. Unconsciously, the night is near and the wind is light. Looking around, green is still everywhere, but there are still some precocious leaves that can't wait to put on summer clothes, eager to travel together, go far away and go to places that have never been before. The flower posture is no longer graceful, the flower face is no longer brilliant, and there is no previous publicity and enthusiasm. Only the fruit on the branch grinned at the creatures in nature.
Bare arms have a little coolness, no longer deliberately avoiding the gift of the sun, and no longer so eager for the shelter of the shade. There are more leaves dancing with the wind in my eyes and a faint silence in my mouth. Even the worries wrapped around my fingertips have made my pen and ink sad. Suddenly, I miss, miss that lost summer. Its heat, its dullness and its straightforwardness all seem so precious at this time, which makes people regret why they didn't give up and leave some for autumn to taste and share.
Wrapped in a summer night, spread a piece of paper with mutual affinity, and carefully sort out the stories that have been treasured in memory. Some memories from some people and things, near or far, light or strong, are like summer taking away the once boring and escaping enthusiasm. The growing summer makes people can't help but miss the falling spring.
Life needs reason and romance. In the helplessness of changing seasons, find yourself some reasons for romantic indulgence, flood the feelings accumulated on weekdays, let the strings full of thoughts play with the chaotic mood at will, think boldly, think about what you should or should not think about, and think about the people you should or should not think about. I've thought about it and seen it. Although I am helpless, I will remain calm in that helplessness. Just like the coming of autumn, Xia reluctantly rolled up thick ink, faded painting marks, diluted romance, but increased my expectations. I look forward to the golden orange in autumn dotted with the fading in summer and continuing the warmth in the coming year.
Nature has taken away the warmth that belongs to the last season, but the warmth in my heart will not be impoverished because of the cold. If I lose that summer, maybe my heart will be more Zen and fragrant. Some people and things, not only put down, but also abandoned, but should be cherished and forgotten. As long as there is love in the heart, in fact, people will suddenly become timid when facing happiness. Grasping happiness actually requires more courage than enduring pain! Will not wither, will not miss; As long as there is brilliance in your heart, you will despise all paleness.
Summer is thin, the wheat straw is still there, and the vines on the walls and windows are green.
Autumn is thick, Yun Lan has yellow leaves, vegetation is scattered, and frost comes at night.
I really miss your prose. I really miss you tonight.
Maybe you have forgotten what day it is today. Other people's anniversaries are celebrated by year, while we celebrate by month. It's not a taste to think about it. Even so, we can't guarantee that every month will go smoothly. We have been on and off for a year and a month.
Why are you torturing yourself so much? Open the diary, it is not difficult to find that since we decided that we met true love in this life, the classmate relationship that we have known since childhood no longer exists. Every day, we are washed by traditional thoughts, flogging two people who love each other, making them deformed, almost ugly, and even secretly love to lose face, which will surely destroy our true feelings. So there is guilt and remorse between the lines, but the original beautiful love has become contemptuous because of the problems in the soil where it grew up.
In this way, when we meet such an anniversary, he will never be moved and greeted by it again. The day faded from his mind. However, in this lonely autumn night, I coldly bear the helplessness in my heart. The pain of lovesickness can really erase my only true feelings. I am afraid that even I myself will gradually forget our beautiful and selfless true feelings. I really don't want to lose you and those beauties.
I really miss you tonight! ! I really want to try my best to keep the good old days! !
I really miss your prose. I still remember that year, we held hands under the moon and made a wish. However, everything has changed. On a rainy day, you disappeared into my sight with tears in your eyes, making me wait for a long time. Finally, the rain took away your figure, and tears blurred my vision.
However, the years are like running water. Have I ever played down my thoughts about you? Because I know that we are soul mates. What is the distance? What is the time? But it looks so unbearable in front of the truth.
Do you remember? I used to play with you by the gurgling water, watching the fish in the spring breeze, and stepping on the soft beach left no deep and shallow footprints. Oh! The fairy in this painting, from sunrise to sunset in Ran Ran, how many dreams do you carry?
Do you remember? The surging seeds broke through the imprisonment of winter, and we met again in the world of flowers, running with white clouds, dancing with butterflies and playing with birds. Oh! This beautiful memory, oh! This dream world, oh! This golden world.
However, time is cruel to him. Look at the peach blossoms blooming again, and forget to go back to the geese. Look at the green and yellow Ye Er. But it rained and stopped, which didn't give me any chance to see you again. Oh! The scene remains the same, dear, where are you? I seem to feel that you no longer belong to me, yes, you are getting farther and farther away from me.
Oh! Years are long, and you and I are heart to heart.
Oh! Time flies, you and I should not forget each other.
Oh! Rivers are surging, and your memory will last forever.
Oh! You are the only one in my life, you are the angel in my dream, you are my lingering in this life, but we have no chance to meet again.
Really, really miss you-my childhood, my dream, where are you?
I really miss your prose. Tonight, I lie in bed, thinking about you quietly, what you are doing, and whether you are thinking about me. I want to know if your mind has crossed my figure; I wonder if you saw me waiting for you in my dream when you entered the sweet dream. I like to lie in bed and miss you at night. Are you thinking about me, too? Honey. !
Although, I don't know if you can really feel it when I miss you like this. If you have an inexplicable heartbeat at night, do you know it's because I miss you? I miss you by the bed and call you from my heart. I really want to call you in this quiet night sky. Although I know that the dark night can't spread my heart far.
But I always feel that no matter how far away, you can hear it! I'm used to thinking about you in bed. Accustomed to drinking wine, I miss you with tears! On this quiet night. Because I miss you, this night becomes beautiful and sad! I miss you, I want to put a fur quilt on you and listen to your gentle breathing around; I want to pass you a cup of hot tea to slowly dispel the tiredness on your face; Miss your warm hand and touch my cheek; I want to use your fiery chest to dispel the chill on my body, and then lie quietly in your arms, so that you can feel my heart beating faster because I love you ... I pray for peace at this moment. I like to think of you like this, which makes my heart happy and sweet for a while. I will think of your name, your figure, your laughter and your sadness! I want to hug you by the lake, hold hands with you in the faint moonlight, snuggle up with you on the park bench, and greet the beginning of every day with you ... Maybe I'm waiting for you to give me a miracle. But I never dared to expect it! This is just a distant dream. I know I can't expect too much. I only hope that I can miss you quietly forever. Many times, thinking of you quietly is also a kind of happiness and an expectation. Outside the window, the spring breeze is slow and the street lights are gorgeous! My bedroom is full of troubles. No matter how long or short we have been in love, if we can always treat each other sincerely and gently, then all the moments will be flawless and beautiful.
Honey, I really miss you tonight!
I really miss your prose. If everyone can clearly see everything in the world, where will it start, where will it end, where will it meet and where will it meet? Sometimes, we know that it is a trap and a fire pit. We know that it is a mistake and a sin, but why are we still so desperate?
Smart as a forest, romantic as a forest. In the dream, she can be more romantic than anyone else, but when the dream falls into reality, she can be more rational than anyone else. I think the most unforgettable love in Lin's life was actually given to Xu Zhimo. For Liang Sicheng, she is more of a responsibility. For Kim, she is more grateful. However, how can a smart woman like Lin embarrass herself? The firm and decisive turn at the beginning may be accompanied by her tears. Lin doesn't want to make unnecessary efforts for a fruitless love. For her, although she knows that she is more suitable for Xu Zhimo, she also knows that the reality is unbearable.
Life is always incomplete, sometimes respecting love means betraying reality, and fulfilling reality means disappointing love. Two people who love each other don't have to be together to be happy. Sometimes it's better to be together silently than to live together forever.
I am not as warm as jade as Lin, nor do I bring a fresh wind to people around me like Lin. In fact, we all know that there is no such thing as a banquet that must come to an end, but why should we promise forever? I can't wait to jump into the deep pit of love, so I rushed into the swamp of love. Unexpectedly, our ending, like countless couples who once promised to be together for life in Cambridge, is always inevitable.
In fact, there is always a trace of sadness when I think about it. In the Book of Songs, it is said, "The sound of death is wide, the son is happy, the son refuses, and the son is old." Like misty smoke, I can't see through it but I feel not far from you.
Some people love, even though they know they shouldn't. Some mistakes are unforgivable, but we must stick to them. Just like I know I'm not cute, but I'm still so desperate. We also reached an agreement on the bridge. Standing on the bridge of parting, you kissed me gently. You said, don't believe those rumors, because you and I are inseparable. You said that kiss was the magic weapon to break the curse. You said you wanted us to be happy all the time
Some people say that lovers who can still be friends after breaking up are either not in love or still in love. When my friend asked me whether it was the former or the latter, I covered my heart and said, "The former". I'm sorry, it's my fault that I fell in love with you. I'm sorry too. It's my fault that I still love you. Dream, everything seems to be a romantic dream. It has nothing to do with absolute beauty, but it is freezing cold.
It feels like I traveled all the way to Mugetu, but one day you suddenly left. Looking back, it was a lifetime ago.
Meeting you in the vast sea of people, knowing each other and falling in love is the happiest thing in my life. It is so difficult to meet and say goodbye. But you are far away, and I can't catch up. Are you still willing to wait for me?
I really miss your prose. I heard that today is a special day … but I have no interest at all, because this festival has nothing to do with me!
I feel stupid! I always tell myself that it is only good for people who are good to me, but sometimes it really goes against my will.
I am also kind to those who are not sincere to me. As a result, they only ask for what they need. When they can't find what they need here, it is the end, and the rest is the harm to themselves.
Hey … I'm so sad!
Actually, I just want to write about my mood. I really miss you. Maybe you have forgotten me!
Suddenly there were tears in my eyes. I like you for half a year. Maybe you have started a new life, but familiar names are still displayed on my keyboard. I'm afraid your name has become a bitter word. I want to see more every time I see it. I always hope that it would be better if you were, but it's a pity that every time you are disappointed, you won't think of me ... and those memories only hurt me deeply.
I really miss you. Where will you be? It is raining in my city. Will you also consider whether I have an umbrella ... will you remember that there was such a beautiful girl who missed you deeply?
I am good enough, maybe these are not good enough for you! I can't read minds. I don't know what you are thinking. I only know that my sadness can only be resisted by myself.
I really miss your article. Who caught me at the Acacia Lake and made me play hard to get? The ripples on the lake are layered, and there are waves everywhere. Under the rippling breeze, my feelings flew away, and my flower-like face was ashamed.
In this sunny and sultry night, you can no longer hold back your bohemian thoughts, but you can only struggle feebly in the continuous spider web and let it rush into the red bean garden without scruple. The fruit trees in the garden are full of deep red fruits, and the heart pool is already full of lovesickness tears.
When I miss you, I am thirsty and thirsty, just like the earth that has been dry for a hundred years, longing for rain. I feel sweet and drunk when I miss you, just like a pair of lovers reunited after a long separation, eagerly looking forward to a warm kiss. When I miss you, my eyes are full of sadness and melancholy, just like in an empty desert, I feel so desolate and lonely. "Miss you" feels so soft, so soft, as soft as a ribbon in a dancer's hand. The night I miss you is so quiet, so quiet that I can hear my own blood flowing. I miss you for a long night, as long as a snail's journey of a thousand miles.
In fact, I don't want to talk to you, and I have repeatedly raised my sword to cut off my passion, but I can't compare with the butcher's natural and unrestrained-the knife fell on my flesh and blood, but I couldn't resist the charming temptation, and I was willing to fall in love with the sultry drunkenness and always struggled with my passion. No matter how hard I struggle, I still look so powerless in front of it!
I really want to see you when I miss you. If I had a pair of flying wings, I would fly to you day and night regardless of all difficulties and obstacles. If the person who signed the contract with me can generously give me a holiday and promise me to visit you, I will race to your side at the speed of light and sound, and then jump into your arms, leaving me with heart-wrenching thoughts, smoke-filled worries, unbearable expectations and yearning for you, your helplessness, your inability to let go, and all the sadness will end from now on.
When I miss you, I want to pinch you into a villain and put it in my pocket so that I can take you out at any time.
When I miss you, I want to turn you into a bead and hang it around my neck so that I can touch you at any time.
When I miss you, I always want to escape from loneliness, but the lonely net always wraps me too tightly and makes me miserable, longing for your eyes on the screen.
When I miss you, I always want to be alone. I really don't want to be disturbed. I just want to fall in love with your soul in that romantic world.
Missing you is really a kind of unspeakable bitterness, and how happy and sweet it is to miss you! Who knows that bitterness and sweetness can miraculously produce an acid, and since then I have been fascinated by the taste of that acid and the sweetness in bitterness!
Do you know that no matter how busy you are, you will always miss each other and race against time to occupy a corner for it? Do you know that everything you have said to me is not only firmly attached to my eardrum, but also quietly hidden in my heart? Your kind and gentle smile is also deeply imprinted in my imprint. Now, no matter how hard I try to erase it, I can't erase it. No matter how hard I try to forget you, it won't help. However, the more I want to erase it, the more I want to forget it. Who knows, your voice on my debt list suddenly changed from obscure to clear in Bengali.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Thinking about you has really become a habit of mine, just like brushing your teeth and washing your face. I miss you when I am tired, when I am idle, during the day, at night, when I am happy, and when I am upset. I miss you all the time in my lonely heart, and I am not arrogant at all. When I miss you, I feel sad, and I don't lack sweetness. Sadly, I shouldn't think about you who will never belong to me. Sweet, I can meet myself who has been thinking about him all my life. I shouldn't miss you. I still miss you all the time. I shouldn't have met you. I still met you in my life. Tonight, I will reverse all my thoughts of you in this silver moonlight. May my full thoughts of you shine on you tonight with the moonlight!
You are far away in heaven. Do you know what day it is today? You are far away in heaven. Is the moon there as round as I am here tonight? Looking at the bright full moon under this dreamy mountain, I can't help thinking of you again! Almost vague figure flashed before my eyes clearly! It always makes me dizzy around that familiar and unfamiliar shadow, and always turns that bright full moon into your handsome face. Incredibly, the moon tonight is so insidious that I have become the deepest miss for you! I miss you for countless nights, and I can't stand your hope tonight! What is even more ridiculous is that moonlight, like water, has made me drunk more and more soft and greedy. I really want to reach out and grab you, leaving you no choice but to do evil to me and have sex with me.
The Mid-Autumn Night is really beautiful, and the Mid-Autumn Moon is really bright and round. Walking under this soft mountain, it seems that there is always a soft voice behind me. Looking back, only Leng Yue was laughing at us. It turns out that this is a fantasy romance. On the head of the mansion, people are lonely, and my eyes are tearful and lonely. Looking up at the bright full moon in the sky, I miss you. With the help of this quiet and beautiful moonlit night, I miss you from afar and miss you. I am gentle and affectionate; I really want to see it, tears are like pearls broken. I was sad and stood by the window, as if I saw Chang 'e and Hou Yi in love, which made me envious and greedy. Looking at the hazy moonlit night, I seem to see the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd hugging each other softly. At this point, I am sad and deeply grieved. I'm jealous and sad. I envy that the Weaver Girl can still meet each other year after year, and Chang 'e can also "leave the Jade Rabbit" year after year. Tonight should be a day of reunion. Why, my dream is hard to come true! Why, meeting you only adds a beautiful attachment to Leng Yan for me? Why can't I ever touch you? Why can't I feel your warmth? Why can't we ever feel each other's heartbeat? Why can't you just look at each other, sad and beautiful? Why can we only accompany, hug and cherish each other in our dreams? Why can only heartache be unbearable!
In this life, I can only face each other through the screen, in this wet ganoderma lucidum, fragrant and cold season; On this lonely night in Wan Li, the full moon is hard to round; In this autumn breeze, soothing the blue sultry lonely night, does the silver moon wave carry you into the intoxicating rose garden?
I really miss your prose. I really miss you. Especially when you are on a business trip for a long time and you are lonely, the feeling of missing will come quietly-"If you don't stop talking, you will be confused. This is separation."
The night is dim, the heat of the day has gradually disappeared, and the silver-gray moonlight falls on the quiet earth through the sparse tree shadows. I walked quietly on the banks of Haihe River in Tianjin. This Haihe River leads to the Bohai Sea, and the Liaohe River in my hometown also leads to the Bohai Sea. This reminds me of an old ballad: "I live at the source of the river and you live at the end of the river." I miss you every day, and I drink the water from the Yangtze River. " Here and now, in this scene, singing this sad and moving song makes me cry. ...
I really miss you. We were childhood friends, childhood friends. When I was a teenager, my classmates had no guesses and their feelings were lingering. Young lovers, dependent on each other. Nowadays, couples respect and love each other. Every step of my success is your enthusiastic encouragement, and every achievement of mine is condensed with your sweat. My pain, my joy, my heart, my heart, only you know best.
I really miss you. I remember that I was going to fight in a military uniform that year. You held my hand and looked at me with those affectionate eyes with tears in your eyes. But I know that behind the affectionate eyes, it is clearly a crystal heart crying. You are afraid of my pain, hold back your tears, and give me love, support and encouragement with those firm and warm eyes. It was not until the train started slowly that your crooked mouth began to twitch and tears rolled down your beautiful cheeks, but you still smiled and waved to me. This scene is engraved in my heart forever like a sculpture. So I had the inspiration at that moment. Remember that poem I wrote? Let's relive that moment on both sides of Haihe River.
At that moment-the sunset was silent and the mountains were quiet, and we held our breath. You and I are in a sacred position. At that moment, it was just a slight touch of fingers, trembling all over, holy exposure, sincere and affectionate love, which was better than the words of vows.
At that moment, it was the meeting of "Eden" and the spark of "electrode", which ignited the boiling blood and made your life journey enter a new sweetness.
At that moment, you and I stepped into a vacuum, and the world seemed to disappear. In the blue sky and the earth, I wrote two touching hearts. That kindness is like a mountain stream, gurgling.
That moment suddenly solidified, that moment is forever!
Sculpture goes into the heart.
I really miss you. We got married in the tenth year of faithful love, and our son was born the next year. You are nervous to the limit every day. I have to do all the housework and support me to go to college. I'm cramming for high school and my disobedient son. You are busy from morning till night every day, your hands are frozen and cracked in winter, and you sweat like rain in summer. When I reported to you with my college diploma with guilt, there was no requirement in your eyes, or that sweet smile, or you were still happy. However, what surprises and admires me most is that the heavy housework has not overwhelmed you in recent years. On the contrary, I just took my naughty son and finished high school and college. He has been rated as an advanced worker in the unit for years, and has joined the China * * * Production Party with honor. In contrast, I am a person who feels ashamed and dwarfed. At this time, I not only love and miss you in my heart, but also sincerely respect you.
I really miss you. The love you gave me is so deep and vast, like evergreen pine and cypress. Your love is seldom kissed in summer, but it is as eternal as spring. You never talk about love, but you put it into your care, care and consideration for me. From food and shelter to wearing shoes and hats. From work and career to comments on my articles. I am saturated with your sincere and affectionate love all the time. I sincerely thank you, my career can't be separated from you.
At night, I am the only one standing alone on the Haihe River, looking up at the size of the universe, overlooking your deep affection and calling from the bottom of my heart, I really miss you! Because of work, we often separate Qianshan from Qianshan, but our hearts will last forever and never separate.
At this moment, I thought of a playful love poem: you mud, I mud, hold a handful of mud, shape me, shape you, break you and me. Mould me again, mould you again. You have me in the mud and I have you in the mud.
At this point, I burst into tears and couldn't help it. I have been calling in my heart: I really miss you and we will be together forever.
We went through childhood hand in hand. Teenagers and young people have overcome the difficulties of life, physical illness, the threat of death, and political ups and downs, which can be described as life and death, ups and downs. We will go through middle age and old age together. But I always feel that it is not enough. I couldn't be demanding in my last life. Let me accompany you to the end in this life, and I will marry you in the afterlife!
I really miss you and will never part.
June, 65438+July, 0996 (this article won an award in Liaotai as a grading composition).
I really miss your prose 10, son.
My lovely little baby
I really miss you.
It's just that I'm one of them
Swallows foraging in the north.
Busy Yaner
I'll never forget it.
transmit
Miss your message
children
My lovely little baby
I really miss you.
only
I am a bee in a hurry.
Only care about brewing
Here you are.
next life
The sweetness that brings happiness.
children
My lovely little baby
I really miss you.
I am in a foreign country.
Can only let
Miss your tears
Walking into Gobi grassland in the morning
Crystal dew.
Let the sun be abroad
Put all my thoughts
It depends on running for your life.
In the sweat of hard work
children
My lovely little baby
I really miss you.
Miss you.
Like weeds in a foreign Gobi desert.
as time goes on
Crazy growth
Can only produce infinite ideas.
get wet
Tears of flowing clouds
look
The sky rises.
Intermittent rain
Precisely
I miss your tears.
Has merged into a trickle.
Drift to the motherland
In the yellow land of my hometown.
inflow
Hope to return to people's hearts