The rotation of the clock despises everything around me with my irresistible force.
The days are like the years gone by.
The decadent appearance seeks the so-called happy liberation in the dark.
Heartache can't hurt the monologue of drunken dreams under the starry sky.
Tears can't flow back. The painting under the lamp is a promise of the prison.
The ring embedded with roses was put in the corner, without dust, but it was dead.
Grey silk scarves are also floating in the ambiguity of others.
You said that I would leave you with many memories like others before.
But if you can't leave a trace.
I'd rather not be together and become memories.
You belittle life, but I still treat life well.
What kind of nostalgia is free and easy, and in what way is it clear?
In the sadness that was once out of reach
So it's like when I stay at the window and look at the faint snowflakes.
But there is no beautiful back in the snow scene.
Imagination is like a flower in someone else's world.
Reality is like a flower, lost in my heart.
The familiar ringtone is no longer your message.
I still like white shirts.
I still prefer to sit in the corner of the classroom.
Or do you like to put on airs?
I still like to cover up my mess perfectly.
The world is too small, and joy masks the loneliness of a city.
Eye contact is like a strange surprise.
Smoked fingertips reveal your love for others, just as I love you.
Cold as a snake's body wrapped around my throat.
I cut off my split hair.
Hide deep dimples
Keep your head down and keep walking!
In this irrational world, what are feelings full of? I loved you that day, and now I am a bitch. Are money and interests really warmer than a boyfriend's arms?
Did the man spend his heart? Or women can't be serious? Stop the dirty and evil steps and look back at the road we have traveled together. How far has the perfect curve we once thought gone? Time is like a lock, it only locks the days together. After separation, it's gone, really gone. If you just want it to be a memory, please let it go, okay? You have no right to hurt. How much did you pay for that husband (wife)? Do you feel proud to put aside this feeling that you think is very vigorous and snuggle up in someone else's arms? Wake up, you're just devaluing again and again until you regret it. ...
Boys and girls, since we have decided to be together, don't let this garbage world pollute each other!
The trace of happiness cannot be drawn by one person. Only those who have experienced can be together again. No matter how gorgeous our words are, they are unreliable!
2. A song, a farewell, a pair of hearts.
At the end of the song, people are scattered, why the words are bleak. Mr. Su Lao said: "The moon has ups and downs, and people have joys and sorrows. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times. I hope that people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles are beautiful! " The second annual leave of college is coming. After leaving for nearly half a year, I will embark on a journey home-I miss the affectionate land in my hometown and the clouds in my hometown, and my memories are still so clear and beautiful. How can I not express it? This earth, this cloud, this day, this person, this scene-all aspects make you miss, and then more will stay in your memory. People, who have been away for a long time, are tired of walking and miss too much, should often go home and have a look-at the purple memories and the golden times left behind.
Play a song and speak your mind; The dream of parting is sobering. ...
It's really been a year and a half, and everything, big and small, has been experienced. I also often say that people are growing all the time and making progress every second-joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows are inevitable, and this flesh-and-blood life is more interesting, more fun and more enjoyable-at least, I like it. The road ahead is still very long. I don't know what is waiting for me and us in the next second. The only thing we can do is to keep moving forward-no matter what happens, we will stick to it, go on successfully and finish our life and legendary journey!
My friends, there is no such thing as a banquet that must come to an end. What should be left must be left after all. Anyway, let it be. Not helpless, but a kind of indifference, a kind of free and easy feelings.
A farewell song, a pair of heartfelt words. At the end of the song, people are scattered, and dreams wake people up.
remember
Remember that snowy night,
Strolling on the edge of the city.
Long flowing hair flutters in the wind,
There is not a trace of blood in the cold face.
You still want to be heard,
I just can't see my original face.
Snuggle in your arms,
But I don't feel warm.
Love has gone far,
Or the heart is on the verge of collapse,
Why can you recall the past,
But I can't find yesterday.
Another snowy night,
Wandering the streets alone at midnight,
White snow flowers float across the face,
The dance is still so light,
It's just that the moment of falling is not perfect.
Lonely figure,
Stretched the last street lamp,
Assuming that there is no "crossroads" in life,
If you can't choose,
Only stopped at one port.