Sad words: Who are you waiting for?

1 In order to wait for you, I missed the person waiting for me.

2. One of the most tacit things we do is that I don't contact you and you don't contact me. Finally, we are really strangers. . . .

3. I am online and then you are online, then you are invisible and then I am invisible and then you are online. . . . . . I see.

There is a fate called love at first sight, a feeling called once owned, an ending called destiny takes a hand, and a heartache called endless.

People who are used to invisibility have a scar.

6. The desolation of a place is full of your sadness.

7. Memory is like water in the palm of your hand. Whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers.

9. I am approaching my dream step by step. Even if it is broken, I will try my best to save it and exchange it with everything I have.

10. When I shed tears, you shed tears. I don't think you are as lonely as me. When I smile, you are still crying. So you are lonelier than me.

Please cherish the people around you who love you silently. Maybe, one day he really left. You will find that it is you, not him, who can't live without each other.

12. I stubbornly refused to give in, but I got scarred.

13. I am touched by the sky, but I can't touch you.

14. I don't even know who to cry for.

15. The smoky face gradually blurred the line of sight. It used to be so sweet, but now it's like a silent old record. It is full of sadness, unable to sing beautiful rhythm, unable to play lingering thoughts and unable to convey dreamy wishes.

16. Fates come and go. After waking up, there are dreams and no regrets. I will use a switch to look back at you. I am willing to sink into the mire of love in my life. You are at the end of the world, and I want to go to the cape.

17. The movement of the corners of the mouth is no longer mine.

18. Who are we waiting for?

19. Who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness. In the end, no one belongs to anyone.

Sad sentences about fleeting time

The world is bustling, cherry blossoms are silent and fleeting, relatively only in an instant.

Years are often similar, flowers still bloom, and people are no longer in a hurry.

Feng Yufa's Poems in Hijikata Toshizo

Originally, there were colorful flowers everywhere, which seemed to be for the broken well and the broken wall.

Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion

He has forgotten why he should cling to flowers and die alone;

My heart has sunk into the sea, so why forget the fish?

My childhood hid in the gap of the ribbon and waved to me. I didn't know it was an irresistible parting. I said I wouldn't cry, but I still have a little wanton tears. Time is too thin and fingers are too wide. Childhood is the past after all.

My childhood was like a song.

The time of circulation, as a face of vicissitudes of life, can no longer be forgotten. Two people make a scene, and one person, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. Who can imagine that eyebrows are so short, but eyes are so long!

Lin's half-life fate

Youth is an occasional gust of wind that inadvertently makes me cry.

Bernard Shaw's

I used to be young and didn't know how to cherish it, and the growth gap is advancing by leaps and bounds. Looking back, we are no longer familiar with each other, and the distance between us spans, and we can never go back.

Fireworks, fireworks

As beautiful as flowers and jade, the enemy can't pass the time.

Hyacinthus orientalis, Yi Shu

The autumn rain is cool, one petal falls and one pulse is fragrant, which is as unforgettable as a fleeting time, and there is nowhere to hide a handful of leisure worries.

You finally became Mrs. Cheng, but you are not my wife.

Le Xiaomi's "Liangsheng, can we not be sad 4"

The spark of sadness and forgetting, he told me, the brilliant fireworks also froze at that moment.

The flight of youth and sadness.

Missing, a pain, is like a door that can't be closed tightly.

I can't catch up with happiness. I once loved you badly.

Ignore it, don't cry, don't make trouble I thought I did a good job.

My memories of youth is here. I came back, but you weren't there.

I want you to hold me tight and don't let love break into pieces.

Now that you have put it down, what am I still insisting on?

We parted ways, but we never forgot him.

As strangers, our love is like running water.

If your heart refuses to stay, there are always many reasons to make excuses.

Tears are useless if you want to go.

If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and only the memory will be sealed in the heart.

It is said that love cannot be forgotten because there is a missing corner.

Those who think they are Lian Xiao now can hardly hide their tears.

I can live well alone. I don't need you to take your girl to pity me.

Please don't just say you love me. What do I care if you love me or not? I don't love you.

I once believed in your oath, but now I don't even believe in punctuation.

Look at you. Stay here.

Give me a little injustice, and I can cry until the world dies.

As far as I know, love bacteria are breeding in people's bodies.

Memories are like hourglasses, piling up in my mind. I want to take a big vacation one day and think about the future. Thinking about the future; Although parting is sad and dusty, it is good to have a dream.

Perhaps, when you leave, you can smile and wave and cherish the sound of leaving human beings, but can you be indifferent to the sudden heartache? Will the past also become a concern in your heart? Falling flowers are not heartless things. Without them, will you still be full of eyes and wither? Looking at the words in front of the court, looking up at the clouds in the sky, can you be free and easy when you leave?

When we are about to part, there are so many words to say that a thousand words can be turned into one sentence-don't forget me.

Lonely lights can't illuminate your face, only endless lovesickness lingers alone. Red beans whisper, memories that can't be recalled are like water after all.

As long as I think of you in the future, my years will always be beautiful.

Who is a passer-by in this life, who is heartbroken, who has never heard a word, and who is persistent in pursuing it is just a broken thought in previous lives. People are still the same, love is still the same, and you have been thinking that your port is still under construction, and you can't stop a tired, drifting and lonely boat.

I shook hands with you with a smile today, and I hope I can greet you with a smile in a few days.

Gather and disperse. Gathering is the agglutination of strength, and scattering is the sowing of light.

After reading all the flowers in the world and all the joys and sorrows in the book, can you ignore what you and I see and stop hurting your heart? Whether you can wave your hand when you leave and stop being full of sadness. However, I forgot that love will always be my fatal poison, whether in the past or in the future. Every memory is like a net. I can't escape the net you knitted for me. I am destined to pour this incomplete love into sorrow.

Parting can weaken shallow feelings, but it can make deep feelings deeper, just like the wind blowing out candles, but fanning the fire more vigorously.

Parting is a boat, leaving the heart of the river and searching for the beach with you. Parting is an ancient bridge, bearing too much bitterness and helplessness, but it has never been able to land. Parting is fiddling with the strings of the fiddler's fingers, and it is also wonderful. Parting is a leaf, falling with thoughts and a period of autumn torture. Parting is a chilling cicada, singing to the tree all day, and the last moment of life is miserable. Parting is a river that separates lovesick people from two lines of tears for thousands of years. Parting is a wind chime, which wakes up the worries at the other end of the sound wave.

Parting does not mean permanent separation. Parting is just the starting point of a pursuit.

Parting is a kind of beauty that can't be measured by eyes and forgotten by your galloping thoughts.

I am sad because of the joy of meeting. If reunion has double joy, then I would rather bear greater sadness.

Sad sentences, such as

Can you see through my heart and give me the best love when I keep my mouth shut?

I know you are in love, and I know you don't have me. Even if you fall in love with him and ruin me, so what? This is just my wishful thinking.

People who used to make mistakes with me are happy to get together now. If there is an afterlife, can we meet again?

Don't say I'm fine after breaking up. If you regret it and want to make it back, I'm sorry, I can only say: am I okay? It's just that you will never understand.

Warm home, the destination of the soul, the harbor of the soul, a pure space for making friends, welcome friends from all walks of life to join!

If the ending is destined for us to be together, no matter how painful the process is, I just want to be with you.

Once we were each other's only one, and no one could live without anyone. Now we are all a burden to each other, and no one can live without anyone.

I really envy Grey Wolf. Even if he can't catch the sheep, he still has a red taro who is willing to eat grass with him.

Your existence is the only waiting I want.

I am here, but you can't see.

Dreams always wake up, and dreams that don't wake up will turn into sadness one day.

When it gets dark, you can see prayers written in the shadow of the lamp.

Laugh, and the whole world laughs with you. Cry, and you cry. Love Chen Xuelian.

I can't escape from the empty city without you.

It's not worth talking about.

I'm used to missing you. I believe this is the last time. I will never miss you again.

Nowadays, those people are scattered all over the world. Even the memories of the past have been taken away.

I dare not look back, just because I am afraid that I will never have the courage to turn around again.

Things have changed and people have changed. Who can accompany who to the end of life.

The thin air is enough to make you blind to the meanness of human nature.

Always mistake the person with the same back as you for you, knowing that you are long gone.

Time always goes and goes, but I still stay where I am, dreaming that those who are taken away by time will come back.

I would rather laugh and cry than cry and say regret.

Look at the world through tears and find that the whole world is crying.

That year, in the prime of life, whoever promised to die.

Who paled my waiting and satirized my persistence?

Turn around, it's all Leng Xiang, the snow is deep and the smile is shallow. You can fight me in the afterlife.

Rain is used by poets to write sad poems, and every word reveals the sadness of rain. But who can really understand the true sadness of rain?

The rain is still falling, conveying my sadness naked. I am sad, and so is the rain outside the window. Looking at the vague city and cleaning the windows, there is still no clarity. Will my life be confused by the sadness of rain like this city?

Rain is the sad tears of the clouds. When the clouds gather, the heart is always lonely, and what is shed is a burst of heart rain.

Rain is lonely, lonely and confused.

The rain is still falling slowly. In the misty rain, I seem to see the beautiful figure of the girl in front again. However, I always can't catch up.

The sadness of the rain filled the whole city, and I was lost before I saw it clearly.

Rain, still raining; I still miss you. Until the day when it stops raining in the world, I no longer love you like rain. ...

Rain or shine is full of reincarnation, and the rain in the world is also a kind of everything! Then, it won't disappear, at least in the time and space where the earth exists, it can't disappear; Therefore, it is doomed that my yearning for you will not disappear, at least in my life!

When I miss the rain, it is when my worries and sorrows pile up very heavily. I feel like a seedling eager for rain.

The rain is so beautiful that it makes people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that we should end!

The pedestrians in twos and threes on the road walked quickly with umbrellas, and their wandering eyes did not understand my sadness. My sadness is a person's sadness. I just want to walk alone in the rain. I don't want them to know my sadness. Raindrops slide down my hair and across my eyes like tears.

Listening to the rain sounds like falling into a dream that I don't want to wake up. Music is like a flowing spring, empty drums and guqin breaking the sound of rain, like a long practice. In the trace of Jin Ge's iron horse, there happens to be a kind of tender and dreamlike voice.

The air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.

The air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.

Quietly, I sat at the table and watched the rain fall; Listen to this heartbeat; Condense this yearning ... let this unforgettable feeling go deep into the rhythmic life, then melt into every drop of rain and fill your corner; Into a trickle, soaking every inch of land you have stepped on.

When it rains again, it's been a year, and you and I have become strangers. Looking at the rain outside the window, I think of you and me, so familiar but so far away.

The rain outside the window has stopped, and so has the rain in my heart. Once upon a time, I was still sighing for my disappointment. Once upon a time, I was still reflecting on the mediocrity at that time. Once upon a time, I was so indifferent in front of dedication.

The rain outside the window, like a stream in a mountain stream, falls from the eaves. When the wind blows, it will float into a few drops and fall on me. I don't want to close the window, because I want to feel the erosion of rain and miss it as much as rain.

I feel inexplicably depressed, and I feel some inexplicable sadness about my loneliness.

Sudden sadness, I do not know when to sneak into her heart. She was silent, and she was very sad. At that time, it had just rained lightly, and it was sunny and the sun was setting. Round beads were rolling on the leaves of grapes, and the flowers were tearful and sobbing bitterly, as if expressing deep sympathy for her!

One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.

If you live in a dream, what is real, what is empty, and where to go.

There is still a party platoon in Zong Ze, and no one uses Yue Fei.

The solar terms have passed, the scenery is bleak, and orchids are dying.

You are happy and carefree for you, and you have been sad and obsessed. You dare not change your mind, dare not doubt. I'm worried about writing it. I'm afraid you didn't mean it.

I stand in heaven and stare down at you, just as you stare at me, slightly sad.

The distance between mountains is a kind of despair, and the distance between water is a kind of sadness. .

Some people fall in love, just fall in love.

Birds in the sky, are you lonelier than me, or am I sadder than you? Will you stay with me for the rest of the time, so that you won't be lonely and I won't be sad. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats!

My sunset sadness is like a melancholy bird, and the melancholy bird flies into my sunset sadness.

Old enough to sigh, alas, old, empty; It's not sad to die, but sad to die without help.

Day and night alternate, so fast, all the moments have been missed, and sadness erodes my heart.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, a person lingers in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to meet a girl as sad as lilac. Really? Lilac color, lilac fragrance, lilac sadness, sadness in the rain, sadness and hesitation.

Youth is a beautiful sadness.

Cherry Blossom Lane is crowded with people walking through the scattered cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms there are beautiful, and the pink petals are as beautiful as shredded sadness.

Try to alienate you, because I know I can't have you anymore.

I don't want to mention my past to others. Those lonely and barren people struggling in nightmares, let's leave time to be indifferent!

In love, there is always a protagonist and a supporting role. Tiredness is always the protagonist, and injury is always the supporting role.

When you walk, you will be scattered and your memories will fade; Watch, you are tired and the stars are dim; Listen, I woke up and started complaining; Looking back, I found that you were gone, and suddenly I was confused.

Disappeared, which broke my heart.

After Jing Hong's death, he left behind hatred. Red sun adds wine for a long time, I don't know where my heart is, and my eyes are full of tears.

As beautiful as flowers and jade, as water flies. You can go back, but you can't go back to the beginning.

In fact, everyone is an island, and everyone is blocked by running water for the same time, so there is no escape.

If you can see my back, I think it must be very sad, because I left all my happiness in front!

Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.

How I wish to have such a person who loves me desperately, how I wish to have such a person who hurts me severely; How I hope that after I disappear, someone will desperately find me; Then hold me tight and say: I can't live without you, I really love you.

My love flows on the train without rails. ......

Indifference, sometimes not heartless, is just a tool to avoid being hurt!

Love makes people mature and degenerate.

Pity the new moon, countless nights are relatively sad.

When a person looks up at the sky, he is not looking for anything, but lonely.

Who is a passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of past lives, the wind of this life, and the soul of endless sadness.

I can't find my favorite umbrella. I'd rather get wet.

Wine is in the stomach, but things are in the heart. There always seems to be a layer in the middle. No amount of wine can drown your heart.

What I once thought I was obsessed with was forgotten in the process of obsession.

Happiness is just a word, which has nothing to do with happiness.

You are not my home, you are just a passer-by.

I didn't give up, even if I wanted to leave, I still waited for you. I am waiting for your news wholeheartedly, and one day you will believe that I love you!

I miss your night and hope you can be by my side.

Everything is just my wishful thinking.

I love you the most, but you hurt me the most, knowing that everything is fate, but why just don't want to give up, knowing that I don't deserve you, but I still can't help thinking of you. What controls all this? I don't know, maybe. this is love

I will always be behind you, and when you need me, I will turn around.

Since you are lovelorn, you must give up. It is impossible to get back a kite with a broken thread.