All the year round, what I fear most is spring. I can be dull in summer, dull in autumn and lonely in winter.
Enough is enough, and sometimes I can feel a moment of joy. The sun is shining, and there are only worn frost forests and thick dark clouds. These things are devastated.
The world is so commensurate that it can really be regarded as an excellent background for this endless tragedy.
I am both an actor and a spectator. Although I am sad, I sometimes get the message when I see such wonderful art.
However, color is happy, and there is a whirlpool of laughter in the soul. Sitting by the fireside, I heard the whistling north wind, turning over some anomalies page by page.
Letters or diaries of zero people, my mood is probably a bit like what people call Chun Qing. But at the sight of the grass in front of the steps
Green and red outside the window, I feel the disharmony of the universe, as if I heard the fragility of a girl next to a patient who was on the verge of collapse.
Laughter, no, is like hearing the death knell of sadness at a wedding. Is this a devil's trick, or
How does crying Zimmer coax dying children with some novel toys? When I was in spring returns, I often thought of it.
In Hamley, girls wore garlands and sang songs, and sank into the water. This is really great.
Hamlet's tragedy is more painful than Hamlet's fate, which makes people laugh and cry and have to be in a daze.
On the way, I spent my life in mysterious air, stained with blood and flowers. Spring flowers bloom all over the grave every year, the universe
It is always so binary, and the two are intertwined, which constitutes this messy and inferior world. Actually, it's not just nature.
The world is so, the arrangement is reversed, but the personnel are so much, and Bai Lianhua is even sludge.
Among the despicable and evil people, there are some white and glittering souls, but this outstanding great man is still alive and dead.
A piece of white jade was destroyed. There are hypocrites in the world. Although we have seen virtue with our own eyes, we dare not believe it rashly.
And extremely boring dirty seeds, sometimes generous blockbuster, willing to sacrifice themselves.
Schiller said: "Only mistakes are alive, and truth has to be counted as dead." It is visible even in the abstract field.
There will be no satisfaction. Probably for this reason, "only human life can be mourned."
I am a person who always smiles, although my mood is mostly sad. But my smile is not without everything.
Talking about Lai Shi's wry smile, if the life list makes us feel helpless and "draws a big circle alone", then the world
The world is not worth laughing at. My smile is not the sneer of a sophisticated old man, although I have tasted the joys and sorrows of being busy and annoying.
Little, furtive trick, although also show a thing or two, but I always don't take this despicable means, right?
It doesn't deserve to be called a precise object, so no matter how overwhelmed I am, standing in this ruin, I am
Disdain these, scoff at them. My smile is no sadder than my grimace after my heart died. I feel the most now.
What hurts is that my heart is too active. Somehow, I always feel sad and sad wherever I go.
The meaning of tears, a lot of lovelorn and sad in a furnace, how can you grin? My bitter mood is not
It is not the kind of tired and poetic sentimental sentiment that young people often have, but the foam flower splashed out after the cup of life is filled.
That is the supreme happiness. The reason why Sakyamuni Buddha is so elegant is that he has the cool breeze and bright moon.
The field of sympathy. How can you feel so carefree when you are trapped in a fan park? My sin
The sour mood is not like Tennyson said, "The most painful thing in the world is to recall happy days." this
A poet himself said, "Dear, it is better to never return." I
I haven't heard of birds and flowers, and life is like an empty desert without an oasis.
Just like a tropical land without palm trees, it is an empty house full of cobwebs, and I have never heard the strings of an orchestra. My pain
The mood is not like the "black spot" deliberately posted on the face of a modern lady. When my friends saw me, they smiled and said a lot.
Sad words can never be forgiven, thinking that these sour words are nothing more than embellishing the scenery and adding charm to life.
Yes Intimate friends are never easy to know. Actually, we don't have to be so demanding. Who dares to really know themselves, no?
Then the Greeks won't have to carve the words "know yourself" in the temple, but I haven't walked through the fragrant flowers yet.
On the crowded road, I only saw dead trees and fallen leaves; It's ok to have a Bai Sensen head at a carnival.
In order to let the ancient Persians feel the leisure of life, take a look at Shen Zui. Of course, it is possible for the skeleton to dance with a flower-like girl.
Satan shook his head and laughed in the moonlight of the barren hills, but the thorns in the 800-mile range were countless.
Have a nice trip; The plum blossom is upside down, and the snow is clear. Of course it's a good state, but Niu Shan is on a cliff.
Finally, only a gust of wind blowing around will make people want to cry. Although these words are exaggerated,
On a smaller scale, I can also reflect my unhappy mentality.
There is such a spring in this world every year, and the crying has been echoing; in this
In the season of sky blue and grass green, poisonous snakes also put on a set of spring clothes and sleepily come to keep company with people.
The dirty air confined under the ice also spread to the couple with the green wave of the spring water. I'm afraid these contradictions are all numbers.
Tessa has been pursuing the essence of the universe for thousands of years! I may have shared a gift from God. dimple
With tears in my eyes, I live in this dark cloud with lightning, in the gloomy universe of rosy clouds and rainy days in the morning, and heaven and man are one.
First, it can be said that there is no regret, so there is no need to look for that rootless explanation. "Spring breeze is full of things", which
Just like this.
This is the masterpiece of Liang Yuchun, a great essayist over the years, with a unique style. The full text reveals a poet's sadness, and some people comment that it is the sadness of Wei and Jin Dynasties. Masterpieces need no words, but have their own words of praise. Detailed comments can be found in middle school students' reading.
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