悲伤的爱情的句子说说心情(关于爱情的说说,难过的说说句子)
2024-03-29
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我还是会等,只不过没了当初的热情
2.有时候为一个人倾尽一切,却比不过别人什么都不做。
3.我以为你会喜欢我的,可你只是喜欢我喜欢你。
4.下错的站台,恨过的你,都成了风景,我放过你也放过自己。
5.我不会再继续喜欢你了这段文字打完后我就准备离开你了。
6.我喜欢你喜欢的东西却接受不了你喜欢的女人。
7.我只是卑微的小丑,翻几个跟斗,就等你拍一拍手。
8.时光像落叶一样匆忙,从不曾停留甚至连再见都遗忘。
9.想给自己一个大嘴巴子,好了伤疤又忘了痛的蠢货。
10.你以为你对他来说很特别却不知道他对每个人都这样。
11.你是我此生难得的情分,我却是你恰巧路过的酒馆。
12.人人都忙于自己的欢喜与悲伤,有时候寂寞寂寞就好。
后来熬夜成瘾,终于习惯了没有人关心
2.笑容可以瞒过别人,可心痛却骗不了自己。
3.爱一个不爱你的人,就像在机场等一艘船。
4.如果忽远忽近的洒脱,是你要的自由,那我宁愿回到一个人的生活。
5.后来我们各奔东西,一句“有空常联系”成了我们这段感情的墓志铭。
6.一旦得到了对方,爱就停止了生长。
7.她成熟了懂事了不胡闹了可是也不爱笑了。
8.大概十字开头的年龄只有一身苍白的孤独和涉世未深的残缺。
9.这世界上最难熬的,并不是等爱的过程,而是等爱消失的过程。
喝下去的心酸是你,说不出的苦楚也是你
2. 关于地中海的唯美句子
拼音:[ dì zhōng hǎi ]
解释:1、又称“陆间海”。处于几个大陆之间的海。面积和深度都较大。
2、世界最大的陆间海之一。介于亚、欧、非三洲之间。
唯美句子:1、在希腊科林斯沿岸,意大利的那波利,西班牙南部的小镇,我一个月去一个地方,看见了像油一样流动的波光粼粼的地中海,看见了潮水中的蓝色浪涛。虽然映入眼帘的地中海是一个大海,但是,无论什么时候,只要略微转移一下视线,地中海就变成了一个小水洼。
2、地中海拥有世界上最美的日落,此时租上一艘小艇,任其在夕阳的余晖中荡漾在碧海之中,感受着柔和的海风,美丽的落日,很浪漫,觉得人生就应该是这样子的,而后我会反省曾经浪费了的时光更加坚定自己的信念:用心生活……
3、地中海以湛蓝、深邃而闻名,但对我来说,更爱看远方暮霭下时隐时现的小岛——团团雾气笼罩着、烘托着,感觉像悬在半空中一样。水很清,天空饱含湿气,再加上雾霭,越发显得海天、海岛的神秘。那种朦朦胧胧、缥缥缈缈、若有若无、恍若仙境的感觉,实在无法用语言描述清楚。
4、地中海是一片充满浪漫气息的海,如果蓝与白是天堂的颜色,那么地中海就是一个纯净的人间天堂。天是蓝的,云是白的;海是蓝的,浪花是白的;窗是蓝的,墙是白的;简洁的线条,明亮的颜色,使得这里诸多小岛都成了蓝白色系的绝妙组合。
3. 外国诗两首中的优美句子及赏析祖 国
莱蒙托夫的《祖国》,从独特的角度,以自己的方式,抒发了对祖国的“爱情”。
“我爱祖国,但用的是奇异的爱情”,这一句统摄全诗,把对祖国的感情比喻为“爱情”。这是个奇特的想法。下面的诗句围绕这种“爱情”展开。
“连我的理智也不能把它制胜/无论是……/都不能激起我心中的幻梦”,诗人接连使用了几个表示让步的句子,强调他对祖国的这种“爱情”是无以替代的。
“但我爱──我不知道为什么──”,转折词“但”和接连的两个破折号,表明“爱”是强烈的、不可动摇的。
诗人接着铺叙了俄罗斯的草原、森林、河流的景象,又详尽描述了自己在乡间小路上“乘着马车”“透过苍茫的夜色”,寻找“颤抖的灯光”的过程。“我爱那野火冒起的轻烟,/草原上过夜的大队车马,/苍黄的田野中小山头上/那两棵闪着微光的白桦”,这是他截取的几幅祖国的土地上常见的、令他感动的画面。正是这些寻常景物,在日厮夜守中唤起了诗人对祖国的“爱情”。
第三段,诗人将笔触深入到俄罗斯人民的生活中。他以“我怀着人所不知的快乐”开头,详细描写了农家生活的场景:“堆满谷物的打谷场”“覆盖着稻草的农家茅房”“镶嵌着浮雕窗板的小窗”。到了“节日夜晚”,农人们尽情地饮酒、谈笑、舞蹈。诗人则同他们一起欢乐到深夜。
这首诗,写的是诗人对祖国执著的“爱情”。在对“爱情”的阐释里,诗人没有选择什么惊心动魄的事件或是不同寻常的场面,只描写了自己在祖国土地上看到的最平常的景色,最普通的农家生活。平平淡淡才是真,在平淡描述的背后,是诗人对祖国俄罗斯的真挚感情。
黑人谈河流
兰斯顿·休斯是“哈莱姆(纽约黑人聚居区)的桂冠诗人”,是美国黑人文学最优秀的代表。他的小说诗歌文学作品主要是诗,也有小说和评论。他写作的题材大多是黑人的生活和种族问题,为黑人文学开辟了现实主义道路。出版有诗集《困倦的布鲁斯》《给犹太人的漂亮衣裳》等。
黑人是具有悠久历史的种族。在现存的几类人种中,黑人是最早在地球上留下自己的足迹的。但在近代史上,黑人生存的土地受到殖民统治者的侵略,许多黑人沦为奴隶,并被贩卖到美洲从事艰苦的体力劳动,肉体和精神都饱受欺凌。南北战争结束后,美国废除奴隶制度,黑人获得自由。
在这首诗里,“河流”是一个高度凝练的意象。我们可以把它理解为历史的象征。黑人对河流的追溯,就是对自身历史的追溯,就是对祖先和故土的寻根。
“我了解河流:/我了解像世界一样古老的河流,/比人类血管中流动的血液更古老的河流。”诗中的“我”不是某个具体的黑人,而是代表整个黑人的种族。在这一节诗中,诗人反复地强调黑人对“河流”(历史)的见证,并形象化地指出,这条“河流”“像世界一样古老”,比人类体内的河流──“血液”更古老。
“我的灵魂变得像河流一般深邃。”第二节只这一行,它的作用是承上启下。上一节对河流的认识仅限于“了解”,到了这一节,“我”已经深入地用“灵魂”去感受河流。换句话说,黑人的“灵魂”因见证“河流”(历史)而深邃。下面一节,则是由此开始的历史回顾。
“晨曦中我在幼发拉底河沐浴。”幼发拉底河是古代文明的发源地之一,这里曾诞生过灿烂的古代文明。
“在刚果河畔我盖了一间茅舍,/河水潺潺催我入眠。/我瞰望尼罗河,在河畔建造了金字塔。”刚果河是非洲流域面积最大的河流,尼罗河是世界最长的河流。尼罗河流域也诞生过灿烂的古代文明。
“当林肯去新奥尔良时,/我听到密西西比河的歌声,/我瞧见它那浑浊的胸膛/在夕阳下闪耀金光。”密西西比河是北美洲最大的河流。林肯在担任美国总统时,废除了奴隶制,使美国的黑奴获得解放。
以上是诗人以夸张的手法回顾历史。“我”的身影掠过亚、非、美三大洲,从古代到现代,在每一个地方都有令“我”难忘的河流。
“我了解河流:/古老的黝黑的河流。”第四节,在句式上与第一节相仿,但是句子更短,表意更简明。“黝黑的河流”可认为是喻指黑人的历史。
最后一节,“我的灵魂变得像河流一般深邃”,是第二节的重复,意在强化突出主题。黑人种族见证了人类的发展历史,黑人的“灵魂”里容纳着人类的文明,历史的积淀,因而显得“深邃”。
这首诗显示了黑人对自己种族的自豪感。在诗人生活的时代,种族歧视的恶习在美国还没有根除,诗人代表自己的种族写下了这样的诗篇,无疑具有很强的号召力。
另外,从这首诗中我们还能感受到诗人一种淡淡的忧伤。这种忧伤源于黑人悠久的历史和深重的苦难。
4. 有什么优美的句子可以摘抄 适合中学生成熟不是心变老,而是泪在打转还能微笑。
青春的花开花谢让我疲惫却不堪后悔,四季的雨飞雪飞让我心醉却不堪憔悴,淡淡的云淡淡的梦,淡淡的晨晨昏昏,淡淡的雨淡淡的泪,淡淡的年年岁岁。
我的天空有时晴朗,有时阴霾,但却从未失去希望;我的生活有时清醒有时迷茫却从未迷失方向。
我没有想过去成功,因为我了解付出并不意味着拥有;我没有想过去失败,因为我深知只要奋斗一切都会应有尽有。
花开的过程注定是一种寂寞的凄冷。
把一粒沙投入大海并不等于把一滴水滴入沙漠,因为前者是融入,后者则是消失。
哭并不代表我屈服;退一步并不象征我认输;放手,并不表示我放弃,正如微笑并不意味着我快乐。
短暂的休息是为了走更远的路。
那些仇恨你的人永远不会战胜你,直到你也开始仇恨他们。但同时你也因仇恨而毁了自己。
即使本来有一百的力量足以成事,但我要储存二百的力量去攻,而不是随便赌一赌。
我们看错了世界反说世界欺骗了我们。
生活不相信眼泪,失败也并不意味着扼杀成功。世上没有身么永恒的侥幸,让你永远地沾沾自喜;世上又没有什么永恒的不幸,让你永久地痛不欲生。
与雨一起坠落,心变得透明;与风一起颤动,心变得纯净。
无聊的人总是寻找某些借口去伤害别人来伤害自己,待自己伤痕累累之后再告诉全世界我受伤了。
青春是一道明媚的忧伤。
其实生活并不需要这么多无所谓的执著,没什么就真的不能割舍。
生活是一本书,翻地太不经意会错过许多故事,而读得太认真会让人流泪。
人生不要太执着,太过执着,反而会错过许多悠闲和快乐。
那些曾经以为念念不忘的事情就在念念不忘的过程中被我们遗忘了。
古老的蛮芜时代岁月在不停地催,苍老的凡尘人类在不停地追,是谁在浪迹的指引下酿第一滴泪?是谁在无声的冷漠中走过了轮回?马蹄下的落日就这样一去不回,骨子里的傲气从此永远沉睡,什么是道不尽的沧桑说不尽的追悔,扬鞭一刻都永恒成为定格的深邃。
真正生活痛苦的人却在笑脸的背后流着别人无法知道的眼泪。
直到有一天你忽然发现自己真的成熟了,儿时的梦幻不再空灵美丽,许下的诺言破灭了却不以为然,你不再相信假的,也开始怀疑真的。
当你被成熟压得疲惫时才会体会到单纯的魅力。
每一份坚忍都是为了看见蝴蝶破茧而出的精彩,品味凤凰涅盘的惊世。
如果花开是错,为什么花落会有果?
好多东西没了,就像是遗失在风中的烟花。我还来不及说声再见就已消逝不见。
世界上总有一半人不理解另一半人的快乐。
守望生命,会发现有一种隐隐的伤痛正以悲喜的滋味缓缓地渗透青春的剧情,年轻的岁月里,我们肆意挥洒着生命。
每颗星都有自己独有的一切,星系间没有类似的世界。
如果是世界上最残忍的字眼,因为世界上根本没有如果。
(我摘抄过的,不是优美,只是我觉得很好,呵呵)
5. 纳尼亚传奇中优美的句子 要英文版的要花我好长时间……我的是从书上摘抄的,20句可能没有,但是希望能帮到你1."Narnia, Narnia, Narnia, awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters."2.Far away, and down near the horizon, the sky began to turn grey. A light wind, very fresh, began to stir. The sky, in that one place, grew slowly and steadily paler. You could see shapes of hills standing up dark against it. All the time the Voice went on singing.3.There was soon light enough for them to see one another's faces. The Cabby and the two children had open mouths and shining eyes; they were drinking in the sound, and they looked as if it reminded them of something. Uncle Andrew's mouth was open too, but not open with joy. He looked more as if his chin had simply dropped away from the rest of his face. His shoulders were stopped and his knees shook. He was not liking the Voice. If he could have got away from it by creeping into a rat's hole, he would have done so. But the Witch looked as if, in a way, she understood the music better than any of them. Her mouth was shut, her lips were pressed together, and her fists were clenched. Ever since the song began she had felt that this whole world was filled with a Magic different from hers and stronger. She hated it. She would have smashed that whole world, or all worlds, to pieces, if it would only stop the singing. The horse stood with its ears well forward, and twitching. Every now and then it snorted and stamped the ground. It no longer looked like a tired old cab-horse; you could now well believe that its father had been in battles.4.The eastern sky changed from white to pink and from pink to gold. The Voice rose and rose, till all the air was shaking with it. And just as it swelled to the mightiest and most glorious sound it had yet produced, the sun arose.5.THE Lion was pacing to and fro about that empty land and singing his new song. It was softer and more lilting than the song by which he had called up the stars and the sun; a gentle, rippling music. And as he walked and sang the valley grew green with grass. It spread out from the Lion like a pool. It ran up the sides of the little hills like a wave. In a few minutes it was creeping up the lower slopes of the distant mountains, making that young world every moment softer. The light wind could now be heard ruffling the grass. Soon there were other things besides grass. The higher slopes grew dark with heather. Patches of rougher and more bristling green appeared in the valley. Digory did not know what they were until one began coming up quite close to him. It was a little, spiky thing that threw out dozens of arms and covered these arms with green and grew larger at the rate of about an inch every two seconds. There were dozens of these things all round him now. When they were nearly as tall as himself he saw what they were. "Trees!" he exclaimed.6.For now a great barrier of cliffs rose before them and they were almost dazzled by the sunlight dancing on the great waterfall by which the river roars and sparkles down into Narnia itself from the high western lands in which it rises. They were flying so high already that the thunder of those falls could only just be heard as a small, thin sound, but they were not yet high enough to fly over the top of the cliffs."We'll have to do a bit of zig-zagging here," said Fledge. "Hold on tight."He began flying to and fro, getting higher at each turn. The air grew colder, and they heard the call of eagles far below them.7.Then Digory took a minute to get his breath, and then went softly into his Mother's room. And there she lay, as he had seen her lie so many other times, propped up on the pillows, with a thin, pale face that would make you cry to look at. Digory took the Apple of Life out of his pocket.And just as the Witch Jadis had looked different when you saw her in our world instead of in her own, so the fruit of that mountain garden looked different too. There were of course all sorts of coloured things in the bedroom; the coloured counterpane on the bed, the wallpaper, the sunlight from the window, and Mother's pretty, pale blue dressing jacket. But the moment Digory took the Apple out of his pocket, all those things seemed to have scarcely any colour at all. Every one of them, even the sunlight, looked faded and dingy. The brightness of the Apple threw strange lights on the ceiling. Nothing else was worth looking at: you couldn't look at anything else. And the smell of the Apple of Youth was as if there was a window in the room that opened on Heaven.。
6. 唯美的句子1.张爱玲说:“喜欢一个人,会卑微到尘埃里,然后开出花朵来。”青葱的岁月里与你相遇,从没问过是缘是劫。你的名字,曾经是我念念不忘的清词;你的眼眸,曾是我心中走不出的海。
2.那场散发着淡淡栀子花香的邂逅,阳光下那个明媚的你,还有那个如清汤挂面的我,终是情深缘浅,散落在天涯。曾经的相遇相知,也只是彼此生命中路过的风景,只能怀念。
3.那份人生初识淡淡的幽香的暗恋,被深深珍藏在时光的眸子里,穿越岁月枝头的明媚,芬芳着我所有的流年。就像是午夜那首悠扬的《栀子花开》,听了千百遍,依然是我心中最熟悉的旋律。
4.生命中的有些遇见,终是隔着山高水长的距离。流年无恙,谁许过谁岁月静好?时光不居,谁许过谁天长地久?曾经执着过的感情,慢慢的就淡了;曾经牵过手的人,走着走着也就散了。
5.岁月的转角处,总会上演着悲欢离合;流年的光阴里,总是温习着一场场错过,众里寻她千百度,那人已不在灯火阑珊处。或许,邂逅,缘于情;转身,缘于爱,一切都是美好。
6.往事是一道风景,总会在记忆的年华里低吟浅唱,那些曾经身手相牵的过往,那些洒落在岁月中的人生初识,即便隔着光阴的距离,却也会在心底,温暖一生,怀念一生。
7.感恩世间所有的缘,眼光交汇的那一刻,抵得上人间万千的暖。或许这一生,总有一抹眷恋是你的千回百转;总有一抹牵念越得过千山万水的远;总会有一个人是你心底里的永远。
8.总会有一段情是你的刻骨铭心的回眸。不是所有的执子之手,都能够与子偕老;也不是所有的相遇,都能演绎成传奇,遇到了,便珍惜,珍惜了就是永远,你要的就是好好的珍藏这段爱恋。
9.远去的光阴里,每段故事都会苍老,惟愿故事里的我们一直都好。所有的刻骨铭心,有一天都会在嘴角微微的笑意中得到诠释,感动在心的依然是岁月留下的嫣然,那些爱,永远都记得。