2. Adults are not good at school. God is testing them. You haven't been tested. You should live according to your children's ideas. -Gorky's childhood
People will always feel happy when they are close to happiness, but they will be lost when they are happy.
A mature person often finds that there are fewer and fewer strange people, and everyone has his difficulties. -Yi Shu
5, life is in a hurry, don't compromise, don't leave regrets for yourself, live in the way you like, do what you like, love yourself, and be a unique self is the most important thing.
6, people, with material to survive; One must have ideals to talk about life. Where the steps cannot be reached, the eyes can reach them; Where the eyes cannot reach, the spirit can fly.
7. What you pay now will be a kind of precipitation, and they will pave the way silently, just to make you a better person.
8. The beauty of friendship is that after it is established, it is not necessary to keep close contact like lovers. It might be loose. Many people have the experience that they haven't seen good friends for many years and the topic of meeting is still not cold. After talking, the next meeting will be three to five years later. Lian Yue
9. There is a saying that love is deep and shallow. She loves deeply, and he and she love shallowly. There is a word called "Fu Bao". She was blessed, so she met him, and he was blessed, so she missed her.
Love begins with ignorance.
1 1, you are tender and painful in my heart. When I look back, my cheeks are wet and your face is blurred. In the depths of the years, I can often see you smiling as before. This smile is the most beautiful waiting in my heart.
12, we will meet many people, bid farewell to many people, move on, maybe fall in love with a few people and lose a few people. The key is who will stop for you.
13, you have become a better person, so continue to pursue bravely, wait, wait for the right person, wait for the day when the sun finds your dream.
14, it may take a long time to love someone, but the happiness he gives is also the greatest happiness in the world.
15, you are destined to have no intersection with me, but I can arrange our love.
16, I never care about the eyes of pedestrians, because they only saw my face for a moment.
17, I think one day, I will go to a place where you want to go most and do what I want to do most.
18, the happiness of a woman lies in: he really loves me; A man's happiness lies in that she deserves my love.
19, the most wonderful thing about dreams is that you can make dreams, relive them, read a book, listen to a song, go to a place, and your dreams will sprout again.
20. Happiness is that when you are single, you can still fall asleep with a smile.
Small fresh beautiful sentences 2 small fresh beautiful sentences, sweet memories after holding hands.
Holding hands, I believe that spring is near.
Happiness is not far away. When you let go,
I believe that spring has come and the flowering period is very short.
Sometimes, love is the flower of a season.
I left in a hurry before I could enjoy it, and the lingering fragrance faded.
Some people are passers-by in your life,
Where are you from, where are you going,
It has nothing to do with whether you like it or not,
Can be ignored;
Some people, playing your role on the stage,
Affect the direction of your life, whether you like it or not,
If you don't care, cherish it, because life is too short.
There won't be too many people who can accompany you for a while.
They are the background of your life,
Add a lot of warm colors to your life.
The shadows of dreams are stacked together, and the ruler is written in the ashes, independent for you until midnight.
The sunset is also silent, lonely and speechless, carved and curved, looking in all directions.
Lonely lights are bright, the wind is moving, the bamboo is quiet, the sadness is far away, and the tears are confused.
Affection has been hurt since ancient times. Hate is always there, and the sunset makes the afterglow.
A few bright red smiles have left me with nowhere to look and broken my heart.
The moon is a thousand miles away tonight. Outside the long shadow, I didn't see loneliness, but I waved my sleeves and returned.
Laugh at the spring breeze, laugh at the spring breeze and see how lonely the world of mortals is.
Laugh at the spring breeze, laugh at the spring breeze, laugh at the troubles of floating life.
Asking if you want to go home, holding your sleeve, the clouds in the sky are calm with the wind.
Drunk in the sunset, peach blossoms bloom, vaguely seeing your melancholy.
Who set off the red candle * * * to make a glass of wine, lingering and drinking, this life, only Fu Junxin.
How does the Buddhist language of Zen Bell persuade people to return to the West Lake to exchange tears?
But how many people can have a beautiful dream until they carved it on a stone in their previous lives?
Love is stronger, the edge is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the cold sleeves help the sick.
Next to Hong Qiang, jade people burn incense, their childhood is broken, and they marry and admire Yuanyang.
You don't have to go home if you go out for no reason and get drunk in the West Tianyangguan. A willow tree will turn you into a hero's tear.
The dream is wet and empty, and residual leakage is shocked by knocking at the clouds frequently. A cup of turbid wine is ugly and the world of mortals is thorough.
Drunk and beautiful paint, wake up and kill.
If there is no chance, three thousand worlds,
Hundreds of bodhi beings, how can I just see you once?
If it is predestined friends, after the snuff is knotted, there is only ashes.
Three feet of Zita Law, a night of moonlight, so far speechless!
Ask heaven and earth, who is ups and downs between masters, and see the mountains and rivers, I monopolize the beauty.
The legendary swordsman, countless swords and shadows, lamenting the world and clinging to life!
Sky blue clothes, like Yulang, are busy all the way.
Walking into Chang 'an, Luoyang, Jinan and thousands of beautiful women, I enjoyed myself!
Wait another day, look back, Tianya is my hometown, but when I see it,
Colorful flowers compete to release, a good pair, the hundred flowers fairy with the wind.
Inch by inch, Wei Yun, the afterglow, whether flickering or not, is hard to disappear.
It broke my soul. It's shaking.
Looking at the mountains and rivers, people come and go, vaguely far away.
From now on, the sour will be clear, just like tonight.
Qing Yao, should not seek heaven, see clearly, curl up bored.
See who is more, who is suffering?
Who * * * rejoices and steals vegetarian powder, describe it?
Who cares? Who cares?
All laws are born of fate, all of them are fate!
Accidental meeting, suddenly looking back, doomed each other's lives,
Just for the moment when eyes meet, extract good words, sentences and paragraphs from the encyclopedia.
Meet the person you want to meet among thousands of people,
For thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there are
Two people, neither early nor late,
There's nothing to say about meeting like this.
Just whisper: Oh, are you here, too?
Unreal and boundless, once met, I will never forget it.
What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad.
The jade ladder stands empty, and the birds are eager to fly.
Where to return, the pavilion is shorter
"bloom flowers fall with the wind, and the origin is destroyed."
"I painted it under the bridge in the afternoon, and it was too hasty to draw a different figure."
Life is fleeting, and everyone who comes has a fate.
It's all destined to go.
Fate is like the wind. When it comes, it is fate, and when it goes, it is fate. What you get is fate, what you don't get is fate.
Only fate can meet, not chance can know each other.
Baiyun Millennium, walking is the beauty of youth.
The eternal pillar is broken destiny, in the world of mortals,
There is only a faint fragrance lingering between you and me. Let's live a few more times in the unfinished life!
Love hurts only leaving traces! Get to know each other, but we can't get together. This is fate! Heaven only owes lovers pity!
Dare to ask heaven who is real! Who really loved Nontrace! Cowherd and weaver girl are hard to get together!
There are lovers in the world! Fate is fate, life is fate, fate is unattainable, fate is like the wind, and the wind is uncertain.
Cloud gathering is fate, and cloud gathering is fate.
Feelings are also like clouds, ever-changing Yun Qi is lonely and comforting when the waves are rough and the clouds are overcast.
Emotional things are like clouds gathering and fog dispersing, and fate is a fate that can be met but not sought.
The fate of the world is touching, thousands of miles away.
Mountains and rivers are connected, and they have lived together for 10 thousand years, and they are naive in the world.
Qixia misty clouds, green hills and white clouds, Tao Mochou, but countless tears.
In the previous life, Wuyi Lane was empty, and the osmanthus trees in the north wall were full of flames.
On a cold night, fireworks were burning, and he looked at the lights again. Shiqiao was a stranger, but she was not there.
Playing the piano with sleeves, the seven strings are exquisite, and the rain is hazy on the reed boat.
In the year of Jinse Flower, a broken string, I cherish the fleeting time. Have you ever met the end of the world?
Meeting in this intergalactic conference for billions of years,
Meet here and here in the vast sea of mortals,
When we can't understand the essence behind this causal coincidence,
It is often crowned with an extremely beautiful word: there is something called "missing" in the world of destiny.
The ancients said, "I don't see you for a day, like Sanqiu."
There is also: "one kind of missing, two places of leisure, just for frowning, but for caring."
Another example: "I thought about it for a long time, and I hated it until I returned to China." I am indifferent to the lake, and it is difficult for three generations to hold hands.
Change your life with my three fireworks. Beautiful sentences
I am young, and I am young.
There are countless fireworks in the long street. You look back with the lights, the pavilions are short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
Who finally broke the string, the flower fell on the shoulder, trance blurred.
How many beauties have been worn out and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood-stained ink to cry in chaos.
The vast land is broken with a sword, and the prosperity is gone. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
Let him know everything and smile for you.
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