Excerpts from beautiful sentences in the diary 1 1. There are lotus flowers in the west, and there are thirty-two petals of fallen flowers. Each petal is the world.
2, a river is sunny, and people on both sides of the strait paint eaves. There is a section of Qiu Guang in the light lotus, and the wind is ten miles.
The most beautiful time of cherry blossoms is not the most passionate time, but the moment when the petals wither. It has the shortest and perfect life. Life is short, too. It passes in a blink of an eye.
That lamp is nothing special. It hangs on the rope on the cliff, dragging a long bright ichthyosaur flag. Carp and dragons seem to swim leisurely in the wind. The lamp hanging under its flag is silent and gentle, and it is always on under the milky way in the middle of the night or in the rainstorm.
5. Listen, how lively this yard is, red candles shake tears, and couples get married. As soon as Yu Chan turned around, a small piece of faint light fell on her forehead and eyebrows. It was as dark as a snowy night in the cold wind, but with a giggle.
6. The rain outside the eaves is urgent and fierce. Playing in the mountains, the click is dense, but it seems to be wrapped in the silence of the deep mountains, urging the residual flowers on the ground and the mature wild mulberries.
7. In the drizzle, pale pinkish purple and her snow-white waist are graceful, like a purple star flower blooming in the south.
8. The poem sung by the white horse boy under the city gate, the distant place in the dream, and the desire to light a river lamp under the starlight.
9, half drink three times, half wine and half tea. Half a river lamp, half awake and half floating.
10, lights meet a dream, whose reflection is ethereal? The fog on the water is hazy, and Yuan Nv Huan Xi Sha. The lights are dim, who will worry about three generations. Woven snuff, landed fireworks and fell into the world of mortals.
1 1, orchid dew, like crow's eyes, is inseparable and fireworks are difficult to cut.
12, he stood quietly under the branch of an old vegetable, folded a thin leaf and played a melodious tune. Once upon a time in Jiangnan, her white dress reflected blue bricks and tiles. Looking back at the door, she sniffed her childhood. In the thin spring breeze and sunshine, she played a jumping tune. She smiled foolishly, held out her white hand to him and grabbed his simple skirt.
13, people who can think of others are never lonely.
14, it was spring in the south of the Yangtze River, and a small courtyard reflected the blue sky; When they were young, the general was guarding them; The story of that year is not over yet. Linghulan leans against the blue bricks and tiles and plays the flute with a smile. She stepped forward with a smile, reached out a white hand and grabbed his plain and dark skirt.
15, thousands of pear trees blow away, and the fields and villages are green. There are fragrant and pleasant flowers everywhere, all kinds of flower shadows everywhere, and pictures of singing and dancing everywhere. Look: a tree is dancing and shaking all over the floor.
16, April leaves are so beautiful. I really like the new leaves that just come out at this time of year. They are yellow, green, yellow and beautiful in Jiao Jiao, which touches every nerve of mine. I really love them.
17, April, I passed through your tenderness. Peach blossoms wither and flowers bloom in the water. You are intoxicated, and the intoxicated look is beautiful. My eyebrows are low all my life, and I jump into your wind.
18, when the wind in spring is still swaying the wind chimes in April, the peach blossom has been stolen by time, and those fascinating March have turned into a green ocean among the graceful willows.
19, I saw clumps of new green crawling all over the treetops, and I saw flowers full of trees, so I couldn't bear to falter in the wind and return to dust. Those crazy flowers, in such a short moment, completed her mission and started another gestation process of life again.
April 20, still with a chill. The wind is blowing, catkins are flying, like graceful flying butterflies, spinning in a small golden halo, falling lightly between the eyebrows and the palm of your hand. I am at a loss, a little sad, and it is the season of catkins flying again.
2 1, dim street lamps cover up the fatigue of hometown, and night covers up the loneliness of hometown. My hometown is lonely, and its loneliness is like a spring. Although it looks like only such a small piece, it will never be used up. The loneliness of hometown comes from the heart and also affects the people in hometown.
22. Looking back, bloom was warm in spring, and you and I met heartily. In that season, bloom died, and crossing a mile of clear water set off an endless frenzy, setting up thousands of institutions that still can't escape your concern. Summer filariasis, just the temperature of a cup of coffee, is enough for endless aftertaste, following the breeze, with a touch of affection and a long touch. The autumn wind was cold, and I bent down to pick up a fallen leaf and put it under my arm. Who told me that falling in love is not heartless, but turning into spring mud to protect flowers? The fleeting beauty of the night sky will never be forgotten. Winter is mild, who took away all the sunshine with dancing eyes and gave it to me in confusion, who said that love warms people's hearts and will be treasured forever!
23, ten steps and one illusion, can't turn back. When samsara rings, Jundao becomes empty.
24. Demonize the night and channelize Beidou. The west wind is like a wave, and death is like a leaf. Only fireworks know an old friend when there is a rustling in Chiba. Ghost face silver hair, longitudinal golden light. Fortune depends on it, the virtual shadow of the ancient gods bounces up, the west wind is like a group of demons, and the twenty-four tombs are hidden!
25. Drinking wine hand in hand, enjoying the peach blossoms in spring, swimming in the Qingxi in summer, watching the red maple falling in late autumn, walking through the night and the endless winter snow. The years are ruthless.
26. When I was young, love was like a daunting book. I have been longing for someone to accompany me to understand, wade through the fog of Asia and look up at the twelve egrets flying over the autumn curtain on the lake.
27. This is a decadent era. Some people are fascinated by peach blossoms, some people wet their shoes on the shore, but there are always people who plant grass and build dikes on the shore of the world of mortals, watching the stormy years with words and rhythm.
28. Life is like paper and people are picturesque. The paper will turn yellow, but even if it is burned to ashes, the ink will no longer disappear. Every stroke is painted by myself. Since it is planted, it is the final result. Whether it is good or evil, only you have to bear it.
29. There is a deep ten-mile long street outside Fengtian Inn, as deep as the eyes of old people. She can't see the lights of the painting gallery, nor can she see the past.
30. At this moment, the picture of Danqing is unfolded in the still night, drawing a picture of the capital of the moon: the full moon falls on the spring tree, the mysterious birds wear the courtyard, the flowers are as red as red, and the pedestrians are shallow. In the center of the picture is my absolutely beautiful sweetheart.
3 1, colorful flowers, full of trees and flowers, is a peach forest all over the mountains, peach blossoms fall like a storm. It's a mess Mine is petal rain under my eyes. I saw the silhouette of a young man in the middle of this green space. He stood under the peach tree in Chiba, holding the same ink umbrella. Moss is like a cockroach, and robes are beautiful, which is better than a pile of cigarettes and weeping willows.
32. Dream back to the moon and smile for a hundred years, and the peach blossom is Shuo Yan Zhao. Not as good as a dead man, but as infatuated as grass.
33. It is this touch of moonlight that changes with time. When is the evening? Flowing peach blossoms. The moon waves are like water, shining in a golden jar. Peach trees shake the spring breeze and shake off all the branches and flowers. Buds are blown like snow and dust by the wind. I stretched out my hand to pick up the petals, but the beautiful scenery suddenly turned into a romantic dream, which made my eyes shine.
34. If I have never existed in this world, what regrets and sadness are there? Life is a stumbling twist, and death is a quiet star. For dust and rain, there is no me in this world, but there is no me everywhere.
35, let time forget me, let memory forget me, let miss ignore all this. My turbulent or calm emotions are like water and dreamlike. When people don't even know where happiness is in their dreams, that is the deepest sorrow. All the way to the wilderness, we have thousands of waters in Qian Shan.
36. Every year, the industry will be renovated. The yellow sky disappeared, the moon rose quietly, and the virgin killed time in the mirror.
37. Year after year, the month is round, month after month, year after year. The full moon is gone, the moon is hidden in the clouds, ethereal, intoxicating, intoxicating.
38. I don't know how many years have passed. When I look at the past space, there is only an inconspicuous lamp that reflects the bones everywhere. I can only be in the world, listening to the blood of time, living just waiting for the final death. The blue sky outside the dark ground bored me.
39. Seeing mountains and rivers in the world of mortals, people and right and wrong are in the years; Layers of back waves hold up the front waves, and today's wine is drunk today. The moon is bright for a while and the flowers are yellow for a while. I look back in the world of mortals, the dim light on the dim side, the scenery after many years, and the appearance many years ago.
40, the heart is dying, and the affair is deep. I once wanted to leave, and I tied my skirt a thousand times. I will stick to my ambition alone, and I will return to my will early. It is better to tie your heart than to tie your clothes. Sit and settle, and settle for a hundred years.
4 1, the calendar has new clothes. In that thick pile of days, I took my dream as a horse and won the sunset. The fingertip flowers outside Qingshan building overslept and forgot the year and month, which was simply beautiful; The grass rose three inches into the night, leaving a humble and beautiful place. The distance of a ticket, one end is the wheat covered with snow and agarwood in the south and the other end is the bangs cut by the wind in the south and the north. Bleak in winter and thin in autumn, Man Chun, bloom, made in heaven and earth.
42. Life is a fragile thing, more vulnerable than a flower. Looking back at life with the eyes focused on nature, I can't help but feel enthusiasm and cherish the vines that happen to people. In the same personnel, the second coincidence will not happen.
43. The only asphalt road in this wilderness is still being driven back and forth by me day after day. At first glance, it seems dead, lifeless and sad. In fact, it is like a street, a lane, a narrow lane and a stream anywhere in the world, carrying its passers-by and stories, coming and going slowly year after year.
44. Bai Niao passed by the window, with curved green leaves and endless blue sky. Floating clouds become lighter or disappear in their own way, and they can hold back their smiles and the joy of new life.
45, hot pot of infinite spring, ancient style still exists. No matter how heavy bloom is, he will fall behind, and the gossip hanging outside the window can't compare with the colorful between the lines. When I was a child, I went to the theatre just for fun. How can we know that drama is like life? Not old can also make people feel distressed to the bone. The windmill shook, and the red medicine on the bridge opened, thanks. Is the little boy in time still babbling, waiting for you in spring?
46. In Jianghuai's dream, 100,000 fireworks are lingering, like an elegant and gorgeous Han Fu. The dream of Jiangnan is hidden in the limping poems and songs. Spiritually, it is a city full of luxury and freehand brushwork, exquisite and full. There is a black picture scroll in the heart of the slate, and the ten-mile corridor splashed with ink will always stay in the heart. The rain sent the lotus pond cool, the wind was shallow, Gu Teng was drunk, and he sang a song tactfully.
47. Too many pictures, bits and pieces have become the past tense, just like dandelions drifting in the wind, wandering around, in the vast loneliness, I saw the transformation of life.
48. There are flowers without words, and Lingfeng is proud of snow. Bloom flowers fall, without saying a word. Flowers are faint and full of erosion.
49. It was particularly cold that winter. New Year's Eve passed unconsciously. The fallen leaves in the cold were soaked by the rain and stuck to the asphalt road. Everything withers, but not in spring. After twelve o'clock, it penetrated the whole city overnight. Out of sight, countless green leaves are quietly blooming-spring is coming.
50, extremely prosperous, after the stars shine, there will be kings falling, and future generations will be outstanding, and there will be a magnificent picture of blood.
Excerpts from beautiful sentences in Diary 2 1. God only bless those who are willing to help themselves.
2. If you are not strong, who will make you weak?
Life is beautiful and short. Some people are lonely, some people are colorful, and different people have different life pursuits; Life is a one-way street with no return journey, and everyone uses all his time to move forward.
It is better to accept the facts than to reject them.
5. Live a carefree life with indifference.
6, life is a big encyclopedia, all-encompassing; Life is a lyre, playing multiple beautiful melodies: life is a flying horse clock, well wound, people will get a concentrated life.
7. Life is to face the reality with a smile, that is, to look at the future over obstacles; Life is the cutting of the soul, cutting out green branches on the road of life; In the face of confusion or darkness, life is like a bright and smiling lantern, illuminating the depths of the soul.
8. Life is like a book, with many wonderful details and few boring words; Life is like a song, with more high-spirited melodies and less sad notes; Life is like a painting, we should have more bright colors and less dim tones.
9. Life is like a mountain. What matters is not its height, but its beauty. Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.
10, the road of life is long and colorful, just like sailing on the sea on the horizon, sometimes it will be calm; But sometimes there are storms and it is difficult to drive. But as long as the lighthouse in our hearts is not extinguished, we can continue to sail along our own route. The road of life is long and colorful: I learned to laugh in the sun, and I learned to be strong in the clouds; I hold on to my hope in the gale and my ideal in the rainstorm; When I stood at the midpoint and looked back, I walked out of a life path that belonged to me.
1 1, you can find your own shortcomings as accurately as others, and your life will be extraordinary.
12, you should thank those who tell you your shortcomings.
13, the past never comes back, and the behind is no longer perfect.
14, with a complicated mood, watching a complicated life and taking a complicated road.
15. Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy voice, a calm that does not need to look at other people's faces and colors, an atmosphere that eventually no longer attracts the surrounding, a smile that ignores the noise, an extreme indifference that washes away, a' thick' that does not need to be kept secret, and a height that is not steep.
16, it's not that we are not suitable, but that you are more suitable.
17, occasionally recalling the past makes me feel that my life is going backwards.
18. Adversity is a necessary process of growth. People who are brave enough to accept adversity will become stronger and stronger.
Excerpts from beautiful sentences in Diary 3 1. I still know you after breaking up, but I don't want to see you again. I won't bless you if you live well, and I won't laugh at you if you live badly. Because from now on we are strangers. Your world no longer has me, and my world no longer has you. I can't cherish you anymore, I'm sorry, what I lost is what you lost …
2. Occasionally you will contact me, and your sudden appearance will still stir my heartstrings. However, I also learned to pretend to you, neither cold nor hot, neither salty nor light, and smile mercilessly. I won't shed those cheap tears again. Then listen to you whisper, "You've changed."
It's always a long time before I know that what I abandoned with my own hands will never be met again in the future.
Goodbye, I love you very much. Although I'm all thumbs, I tried, so I don't regret it. Now, I give you back my love. Can you give me back my little pride?
I will still believe in love, but I won't believe that love can last forever.
You woke me up suddenly, and the time when we met can be counted in years. You found your love, and I'm still wandering around.
7. We will never regard each other as irreplaceable as before; We will never love as hard as before until we cry.
8. One day, I finally stopped thinking about him, because he has been away for too long, and my habit is no longer a habit.
9. I always stubbornly thought that I could smile calmly in the face of anything, but in the end, at the moment when you turned around and decided to leave, I burst into tears. This is, the happiness of the past laughs at the pain in my heart. It turns out that the most painful pain in the world is leaving.
10. I won everyone but lost you.
1 1. The most romantic love story is that the lover who has broken up with you calls and asks, "How are you?" Your usual answer: "I'm fine." In fact, you still love him, and you are not good at all.
12. One day, when you think of me, time has precipitated all the mistakes and learned not to ask why. Until one day, love begins to be stingy, will you miss the original heat? Go through your own twists and turns all the way until one day, choose one person to help each other.
13. When you see through everything, you will know that losing is more practical than having.
14. Someone taught you how to love, but he doesn't love you anymore.
15. Instead of making excuses everywhere, just say I don't love you.
16. I can't get used to it without him, because I have never been used to having him.
17. Forget that person, it is better to forget yourself and tell yourself, not for fear that he will forget, but for fear that he will remind you again one day. Years take away memories, but memories will become clearer and clearer. One day, he turns to tell you that he has been thinking about you. Don't believe it, because he is not the same person, and you are no longer the same person.
18. I will never love anyone, even you.
19. I always have you in my heart, but the proportion has changed.
20. It's finally time to say goodbye. I feel a little relieved that he left before me. Sooner or later, such sadness will make one of us feel lonely, so let me bear it.
2 1. Looking at the back of your departure, I told myself to be strong and not to cry, because I love you and because I understand you.
22. We are all scattered in the wind of the years. In retrospect, I can't see the trace of being together, although it was so hard to be together.
23. Turn around just to meet you, but forget that you will turn around.
24. I always thought that in the original place, there would be the original me and the original you.
25. You have a new love, and I am not even an old love.
26. Maybe one day, you turn around, but I am already, not at that intersection.
27. I have an ending and a process, and then I feel greedy when I struggle with myself.
28. Forgetting you is to prove that I can forget you.
29. Heartbreaking retention is just a sign of unwillingness.
30. First love should never be underestimated.
3 1. Nothing cannot be forgotten. I will always forget you, first forget your appearance, then forget your voice, forget what you said. Not now, but later.
32. It seems that after waiting for a hundred years, I suddenly understand that even if we meet again, we might as well watch a mature performance.
I know forgetting is an easy thing. As long as you don't look, think or remember, you will forget, just like the sky after fireworks.
Dear, you should remember that she is your past and I will be your future.
Will you miss me and regret leaving me?
3. Warn her and the people around her to disappear as soon as possible to avoid more trouble.
Only people I care about will affect my mood.
If there are too many people around you, I will naturally lose my position. Why not leave carefully?
I can't marry you, but I will wait for your divorce.
7. Give me a reason to forget, so that I can't remember you anymore.
8. Promise yourself: I am strong and nothing can break my inner peace.
9. If the ending is not what I want, then I would rather not participate in this process.
10, because I like it because I'd rather not have so many why.
You must have no idea that I used to like you so hopelessly.
12. If I don't love you, how can I let you hurt me completely?
13, who will steal my love slowly? Even if I am gentle enough, I will still be laid hands on.
14, I thought we were fine. Actually, we both know each other.
15, no matter how big the heart is, it can only hold you, but nothing else.
16, no one to accompany you when you really need it.
17, has come to an end, so it is not only love but also life that can't be tolerated.
18, two people have the warmth of two people, and one person has the freedom of one person.
19. What happened after the smiling expression? I play the fool and don't understand some of your requirements.
I once saw a different me in your dream.
2 1, do you believe in your soul? When you are broken, the soul struggles to get out of you and run to the light you have always believed in.
22. I think the wind is still the wind at the moment.
23. Not only the silence you can't take away, but also the smile you can't take away.
24, we are each other's moment, I don't take you away, you remember that you don't remember everything about me.
25. In this dull and forbearing barren years, time seems to be blank, and you and I will be absorbed one by one, slowly draining the spicy juice of youth.
26. From Las Vegas to the desert highway, there is no better place than you.
27. I don't want to love many people, even if you look lonely.
Do you feel lonely? Leaving is a fact, but I can't accept it.
29. Behind the beauty, people pay the least attention.
30. A prosperous city is always accompanied by colorful beauty.