When all the happiness can not be happy, when all the sadness can not be sad, or even anger can not be angered, is not it terrible? A philosopher once said: This is called a hoary.
Re-think of you, your name, your smile, your everything, can only add a "someone else's."
And then think of things together, we can only add a "once."
Some feelings are nails, cut off will be born again, irrelevant. And some feelings are teeth, loss of the future will always have a pain in the wound, beyond repair.
Not even meet does not mean not miss, there is no contact just to cover up sentimentally attached.
Some people face a lot of laughter because there are too many tears in their minds.
Life, there is a place, there is one person in front of this person, you can not amount to anything, you can not have the image can be generalized weakness, which is confidant.
Each person have to do at each stage, each stage of things, even if missed, they had to leave.
Only you do not want to put，nothing you can not put down..
A lot of people, a lot of things, the original is familiar, that tomorrow can be further continued. Then turned the time being let go, thinking of tomorrow turn the hope of reunion. The sun went down, those things can not go through; those who would henceforth with you forever.
Sometimes do not know the truth, do not understand the nature of people, be happy. And be able to pretend not to know the truth, do not understand the nature of people, a happy life.
Like a lively party has just ended, were gone, lights went out in the darkness, the only one ... ... you sometimes need to be in the loneliness of self-reflection. Only from the clamor into the silence, you will concentrate your own mind.
Right time, met the right people is a happy life.
The right time, met the wrong people, is a heart-breaking.
The wrong time, met the wrong people, was a ridiculous.
The wrong time, met the right people is a lifetime sigh.
Life, people have continued to leave or enter. As a result, see, out of sight; remember, and forgotten. Continuing to be in life and loss. As a result, invisible, see; forgotten, and remember. However, the invisible, is not simply non-existent? Remember, is not it will never disappear?
I have been reluctant to admit that you are my life's passing.
This life and hopefully quiet days is good, this life secure, to see his smile every day.
Yet to finish at a youth, as well as the future could be squandered. The real poor, the ideal is very rich.
When you're still with me, I began to nostalgia, because I know you're about to leave. - Milan Kundera
We have gone too far, so forgotten, for what the starting. - Gibran
Love is due to begin to appreciate each other, because the cardiac and fell in love, as inseparable from each other and get married, but more important point is the need of tolerance, understanding, habits and will work together to adapt to life.
I like the city with your presence.
Love a person, not casually hand, not easily let go!
In this world, there are some inaccessible places. Can not be close to the people. Things can not be completed. Can not share feelings. Beyond repair defects.
When he finally said, "your name, my surname," later, he finally puts on no 'others', he is not once of. Only then, can we really no-regrets?
In what is uncertain, we always love to come too late to give up too quickly and easily pay the obligation, it did not want to wait for the results.
Ring, is no longer for life commitment to lifelong spend the oath, but a memorial to mark sad.
As has been said: the ring is like love, worn on the hands, but also worn on the heart; injury in mind, they also wounded in the hand. Dare not touch is that heart injury; not the original pick, is love
It is said that blood vessels leading to heart in the ring finger, you know I think about it in this life, exhausting, firmly entangle your ring finger!
If love let me go on, I will fight to the end of love.
Time passed, love light, and love of people also dispersed.
Some people have always will be engraved on our lives, and even forget his voice, forgot his smile and forget his face, but think of him every time, that feeling will never change.
Once thought you were kite, I was holding the hands of Flanagan-line, no matter where you are flying to this, I will be your ownership. Now we finally understand that, if loves you, you should not be bound.
This is my friend's blog referenced article. I have read, and my heart very deep feelings.
I feel that I should not have been sunk in the past, should not have been missed the past.
Past and present, is no longer the same. It is not thought as my heart.
Some people, I should forget.
Waiting for ray of hope, self-deception only.
If it is true, I am willing to admit that you are my passing.
You are my life's bystanders. .
