w.haolusi.com The past is like the wind, no matter how small the wind is, it passes by in a hurry. What has been left behind? Don't let the past influence us, just remember it and live a good life today. 1. I think of the night when the moon is full. We walked in the bright moonlight, with white clouds draped over our heads. You casually wrapped your long arm around my shoulder and said something insignificant. You have long legs and big steps, but we surprisingly have a surprisingly consistent pace. You said, let's coordinate. I step on the moon like this and forget to return. 2. You are such a fool. Only you keep telling me that I love you, but if someone like me still loves you, then this world is really unfair. 3. Time is a light song in dreams, carrying the depth of the past, shuttling through the bustling sea of hearts, the river flowing with tears. The sound of the silent night is the heartbreak caused by sadness, and we often remember the memories of the past, living; It seems that I have never truly lived for myself for a while, always learning to take care of others, but forgetting to cherish myself. I have been working hard, but I am getting further and further away from my dreams. 4. Tonight, stepping on the moonlight, letting the past fly, scattering on every string, touching the sound like a voice. The thoughts in my soft and broken arms permeate the night, turning into a low cry of sound, lingering and lingering into a thin and sorrowful state, hidden in a corner of the night, falling into a full embrace of light sorrow, spreading and falling into silence. 5. The sun's radiance far surpasses that of the moon, but the sun can always roam alone in the sky, while the moon is accompanied by stars. Among all things in the world, the sun is actually the loneliest. The past is over, don't reminisce anymore. Memories only hurt the heart. 6. The past becomes a melody, memories become a melody, perhaps the encounter in this life is destined to cause a lifetime of emotional sorrow. Our meeting is nothing more than two tiny specks of dust going on a fleeting date in the mortal world. After a brief reunion, we each fly and settle down in our respective worlds. 7. There is always someone who lives in their heart, but says goodbye to life. What cannot be forgotten is memories, and what continues is life. Many people come and go around, and there is always a place that has not changed. Looking at the warm sunshine, sometimes I just think about it. 8. Once waiting under a thousand year old tree, only asking you to look back and smile; I once burned incense under Bodhi, just waiting for the encounter of reincarnation in one lifetime. Amidst the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, there will ultimately be a desolate scene of blooming flowers. Memories shed tears over time, while memories shed sadness over time. Like smoke in the past, I don't know who has lost their love; Dreamy memories, I don't know who drifted away and whose waiting. Farewell to you, without asking how much pain has been caused before. 9. At night, I suddenly realized that I couldn't find anyone to say good night, and there was one person missing from my bed&hellip& hellip; I saved and deleted your photos, deleted and saved them again; I put down and picked up your memories, picked them up and put them down again; I think people with good memory may not be very happy. I will pretend to forget you, and I will also pretend to forget our past. 10. Probably, everyone will encounter someone they can't be together with, reluctant to let go, persevering is too tiring, and love is the most agonizing. 11. Now, it's just that I really want to go back to the past, but I know it's impossible, so I just want to live in the same now as before, go back to the life I once experienced, and hope that my friends, friendships, happiness, and happiness are still there, so that I can taste the possession once again! 12. What remains unchanged is my pulse of longing, have you ever remembered? The smoke and clouds of the past have turned my longing into mountains, flowers blossoming all over the valleys, hills blooming all over your hair. The courtyard is secretly sent to you. Love is care, love is dedication, it is the pain of longing, it is the sweetness of memories, it is hard to part with, it is the trembling anticipation of the morning and evening. How are you, my beloved? 13. We all believe that if we succeed one day, we will definitely be happy; One day, I had a big house, luxurious furniture, and a space quilt, and it would never be cold again. The tears of countless predecessors looking back on the past tell us that all stories of struggle in youth cannot be separated from difficult environments and difficult situations. However, the people and things that can make your wrinkles stretch out in memory are the warmest and happiest things in your long life. Author: Cat, who has always been independent. 14. As time passes, the past is like the wind. Yesterday's people and events will become memories, with both joy and sorrow; Today's people will take today's affairs seriously, with both hardship and joy; Tomorrow's people are even more unpredictable, with gains and losses. At this moment, only with the heart of pursuing dreams can we live in the present. Forget the unpleasant things in the past, cherish the people who will never give up in the future. Cherish what you have at the moment. 15. I nourish myself with memories of the past, searching for nourishment in my body. I have developed a habit of reflecting on myself, and my feelings and memories of suffering are no longer strong. I have found from my own experience that the true source of happiness lies in ourselves. As long as a person is good at pursuing happiness, others cannot make them truly miserable. 16. Learn to forget, learn not to torture yourself with memories.