Sitting on the rocks, thinking about rivers and swamps,
Or slowly look for the shade of the forest,
Go where you've never been,
Living in everything people think in this field,
Or climb a mountain with a dead end and a secret.
No wild animals in captivity,
Leaning on the cliff alone, watching the spray of the waterfall-
This is not loneliness; This is the beauty of nature.
Start the talks, which is to open her rich browsing.
However, if it is in a crowd, it is noisy and noisy.
Listen, see, feel and concentrate on getting wealth.
Became a tired wanderer, lost his way and drifted with the tide,
No one blesses us, and no one can bless us.
Everywhere is not * * * glory of slaves!
Everyone flatters, follows, drills and appeals.
Although we are the same race in concept,
If we die, we won't laugh a little:
This is unaccompanied; Oh, this, this is loneliness!
Shelley, a lonely man
In the sea of people,
Dare you isolate yourself from the world and live alone?
Let the people around you make noise,
You are indifferent; Cold, I guess,
Like a flower in a desolate desert,
Don't want to spit in the breeze?
Even if Balinese are in the Indian jungle,
Lonely, emaciated, rejected by compatriots,
Although the cup of his destiny is bitter,
Better than a poor man who doesn't understand love;
Carrying a deadly load, causing endless harm,
That will never get rid of the burden.
He smiled-this is the most severe irony of sadness;
He spoke-cold words, not from the soul,
He acts like others, eating delicious food; ——
However, however, he wants-although he is afraid-to die;
He is eager to arrive, although he seems to be running away.
The final destination of grey career.
Sentence about loneliness: We feel lonely, but we don't understand what we have lost. I don't know why I am lonely. This is the true loneliness, which humbles all the eternal loneliness.
I found the sun mixed with the smell of decay, just like us, everything seemed to be covered with dust. I found the air mixed with the smell of erosion, just like us, everything became lonely.
Sometimes, I'm really afraid of loneliness, a feeling of silence, and noisy voices coming from afar. Every time is different, some are like a sad song, unforgettable, and some are like a sentence from a distance. I can't hear what it is, but what I can feel is the lost blessing, which is far away …
Only by understanding the sadness behind a smile can we know how to get along with others better. Only by understanding the instant confusion after happiness can we know how to face the loneliness of those who like to laugh loudly in front of everyone, but are quiet when they are alone. Maybe only in this way can we change our point of view. Maybe the world is really not as beautiful as we thought. At least, we once dreamed ...