Time is ruthless, and it won't wait for you to stop. Time is real. If you are persistent, he will be persistent, and if you drown, he will be persistent. The following are the classic aesthetic quotations I collected for you about the lush years. Welcome to reading.

1, year after year, how much precipitation, how much feeling, how much warmth, how much coolness, all inadvertently, some people, some things are inadvertently? Become a habit?

2. The torrent of years swept away youth and years, leaving only a scarred body and a vicissitudes heart deeply branded by years.

In those years, no matter what angle I interpreted you from, you were perfect, and what you lacked was already filled with my imaginary brush.

Time is ruthless, and it won't wait for you to stop. Time is real. If you are persistent, he will be persistent, and if you drown, he will be persistent.

I think I will also set up a fishing rod and catch the story on the other side of the years alone.

6. Time is the same for everyone, and it is very important. Not too much or too little. If you waste it, you will lose your good years, your present youth, your present appearance, your present talent, and what you want to do but don't do now. People often say that writing should be inspired. Yes, inspiration is really important, but what is the so-called inspiration? You must think step by step.

7. Helpless, the years have changed, the true feelings are hard to stay, the melancholy remains the same, the passage of time, and the trajectory of life is incalculable. You can only blend into a glass of wine of the years and taste it alone in the middle of the night.

8. It's too late to erase the sadness of autumn. Lonely snowflakes are patting my desolation. Perhaps the years are too hasty, and decades of time have flown by, and it has become a past tense in an instant. Too late to say goodbye, too late to recall, the road to death is long, and the road to the future is boundless?

9. I always try my best to keep myself in others' hearts. Regret that the years are ruthless, and the past is like the wind. I'm just a drop in the ocean. No matter how hard I try, I can't beat the tiny life and escape the luck of passers-by.

10, when a person likes children, he is no longer a child.

For human beings, friendship is an exchange behavior. Without the next communication, friendship will not continue.

12, loneliness is doomed to take a lifetime from the beginning, and no one can understand it.

13. There is always too much sadness about the years. Time flies, and nothing can be left. Butterflies don't hate the distance from sea to sea, but they will fly after 1000 years. A tree looks very old. When the snow disappears, the flowers come back. May the good times last forever, the years be quiet and the people of all countries dream back to the people of that year.

14, persistent life sits in front of the Buddha like a lotus, and rhythmic love lights up endless candlelight in my heart. Through the snowflake, I feel the echo of warm and humid air, maybe colorful is ahead! Let the original passion expand, light up the happy face on the other side with the language of poetry, and the beauty of drunkenness will quietly bloom in the corner of the years!

15, friends, we are growing up and can't miss the past any more. As the Russian poet Pushkin said: And the past will become a kind of nostalgia! ? Friends! Remember! The years are passing, and we are growing!

16, firmly holding the hand of years, bearing the fruits of your fruitful life; Remember the ups and downs of the years.

17, how bitter and happy it is to trudge all the way? How many feelings and tangled years linger in my heart?

18. Life is very busy. I want to keep you, but I don't know what I'm doing. You still walk and pull, without hesitation. The second hand goes bit by bit, a week has passed, a month has passed, and a year has passed! I seem to have done nothing! I had to sigh helplessly. Looking at the falling rain outside the window, I want to get some comfort.

19, I want the till, raise my cup, I ask Mingyue, I want to make a song about wine. What is life? The road of life is short and long, and the trivial things of the world of mortals are helpless. Who can express the joys and sorrows of life by seeing through the world of mortals, crossing the world, and enjoying kindness and hatred with pleasure? Why not go your own way freely, no matter the ups and downs.

20, a person's life, the years are like water, spinning at any time, stepping on the beat of the four seasons. Through the spring when the grass grows and the warbler flies, through the colorful summer when the birds fall; Step into the rich and heavy autumn fruit; Then set foot on the snowy winter rhyme.

2 1. When summer loses its fire-like enthusiasm, it is greeted only by autumn wind, and no matter how lush branches can save the fallen leaves. Winter is coming, I don't know how to comfort the faint heartache.

22. The past is a dream sealed in my memory, and you are my only vivid memory. The water drops on the green leaves are tears of missing.

23. Youth passes too fast, even if you catch up, you can't catch up. Sometimes, from getting up in the morning to going to bed at night, you will feel that time flies. Who stole our youth, or did we drive it away ourselves? No one will know. Will invisible people who come and go without a trace be so easy for you to see?

24. Don't look minute by minute, walk slowly around the clock. Time will not go back. It's like the water has gone, can it flow back? It can't stay, only hard-working people can travel with it. If one day, the minutes on the clock go backwards and the river goes backwards, young friends, please pack your bags of knowledge and accompany the time on the road.

25. What can you do in thousands of days? I'm afraid I can only live in a hurry. The past days are like thin fog, blown away by the wind and washed away by the rain. What traces did youth leave me? Traces of time.

26. As the years passed, a wisp of clear spring flowed out, and a burst of fragrance flowed out; Teeth, moon and rings, leaving only a pale face, waiting helplessly; Recalling quicksand, no one can see his figure, no one can hear his footsteps, and everything is going on and erupting in the passage.

27. Time has no trace of vicissitudes. Looking back on the stumbling experience behind me, there are always some indelible things in my memory, including bitterness, laughter, emotion and tears? The essence of these emotions firmly occupies the deepest part of our soul and always dances in our spiritual world like butterflies inadvertently. When we suddenly look back on those dribs and drabs, they are still as heavy as lead and suffocating.

28. How can a candle blown by the wind in the dark wait until sunrise?

29. Memories can be far away from dullness, which can make the originally dull days betray reality and make a detached flight.

30. The train is so close to us and so far away from us, as if there is expectation in the middle, leaving a certain time that life is destined to need.

3 1. Does the quiet youth hurt people?

32. Thank God for making me lonely and enduring the hardships of my soul.

33. I know that the years will eventually grow old, and I stand at the end of my youth and watch quietly, expecting the smile of the wind and the warmth of this heart to grow old. Looking at the years that have passed between my fingers, I still understand that I have met more than youth.

34. The heartless old man is like a cold wind, which blows away the new breath of everything, but as long as you travel with it, there is nothing to regret when you are old.

35, once young, embracing the sun; I have worked hard and pursued my dreams; Once bumpy, like a lost lamb.

36. The beginning and end of life, sadness, joy, quarrel and the sweetness of the cold war are all your stories. Support each other and interpret the true feelings. It turns out that life is also a fleeting time.

37. Years wake up in yellowed photos, how many wrinkles have been woven in the annual rings, and the hardships of hard work in starting a business. You pour it on me like a treasure, which is the loneliness that you are proud of without sharing.

38. Looking back on the past years, we are rushing about in the journey of life, floating on the river of years, and some past events and some opportunities will always haunt us and hinder our progress.

39. Time goes by inadvertently, and when you open old notes, there are deep feelings and artistic conception between the lines. It seems that I have returned to the ups and downs I have experienced, and the memories of the past are still the same, only a little less melancholy, a little more prosperous and a little more vicissitudes.

40. My days have passed from page to page. In a blink of an eye, I turned from winter to summer, clothes from complex to simple, shoes from warm to cold, and my consciousness is still sinking. Always find suitable reasons for your actions and defend the helplessness and necessity of wasting time. Disdain to seek anyone else's understanding, just to get rid of their guilt and continue to kill. I'm killing time and cutting my own life with my own hands. How on earth should a person survive? I have been looking for the answer, tossing and turning in a negative world without direction, tired.

4 1. At that time, the hourglass slowly eroded the future into memories. In the twilight years, only the clear water of Wang Yang is full of memories, until it is lost in your hands, waiting for endless darkness.

42. I suddenly found myself lost. In this complicated city, I completely lost my direction. Those distant places that have been dusty for a long time come to mind. Pictures across time and space, familiar faces, smiling faces. It's getting clearer and clearer. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning flashed through my eyes, everything was like a cloud, and the wind passed away again, and a flower made a world.

43. I have been wasting my time, and the pale days are repeated day by day. Watching movies, chatting, sleeping, and even putting novels in the corner. For a long time, I didn't send text messages on my mobile phone or call my friends, and their faces gradually blurred in my forgetfulness? I can't remember how long it's been since I enjoyed a complete morning or a complete evening. Most mornings, I still sleep in a dead dream, and most nights, I soak in the stagnant water woven by the network.

44. Many things that we thought we would never forget for a lifetime were forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them.

In my childhood, I was naive, still so reckless and ignorant, just like a carefree bird. Now I have grown up, unlike before. I suddenly realized, but time has passed, just like a drop of water on the tip of a needle flowing into the sea. My youth stays in time and there is nothing for a moment. I can't help crying.

46. Love is a kind of care. Wherever you go, your heart is tied to the tip of your hair.

47. Looking back, the days were full of beautiful shadows. In the barrier of memory, the voice that once moved has gradually faded away.

48. I miss you like wine. I get drunk when I drink it. When I am drunk, I read this sad moonlight with all my enthusiasm. So, the moon is drunk, the night is drunk, and I am drunk.

49. The monotonous and dreary air suffocates my young mind and entangles my flying wings.

50. On a bleak autumn night, after the lonely and wandering moon gently told me how to describe the most beautiful scenery in my heart, I stopped complaining about why life always has too many regrets and sighing that the end of life is always a faint smoke.

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