Excerpts from emotional articles

Excerpts from emotional articles. There is affection between people. We humans are advanced animals with temperature. We will be happy, sad, miss and have love. Write down your feelings with a pen, and share the excerpts of emotional articles below for your reference.

Excerpts from emotional articles 1 excerpts from emotional essays (1)

The encounter in this life is the reincarnation of previous lives.

If all the encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation, then I have reason to believe that marriage is engraved on the stone of three lives and is destined to be reincarnation. For example, meeting you in this life must be the reincarnation of previous lives.

In my last life, I refused to drink Meng Po's soup in homesickness station. I would like to jump into the cold river of forgetting and suffer for thousands of years, because I don't want to forget your early appearance. After a thousand years of reincarnation, I can find you in the world by memory, continue the unfinished love in my last life, and continue to write the ending with you. ...

The encounter in this life is the reincarnation of previous lives.

At that time, you were snowflakes flying all over the sky. In the early spring night, you quietly powdered the world with your whiteness. At that moment, you were a divine messenger sent by heaven, so pure that people dared not touch you. And I am a plum blossom in the corner. I try my best to hug you with my thin body, because I know that you have trekked in the cold winter for this reunion, which will melt in the spring sunshine and moisten the new green of the earth. The poet was amazed at the short reunion at that time. Otherwise, there will be a famous sentence handed down from ancient times, "Mei Xuxun's snow is white, and a piece of plum fragrance is lost in the snow"?

At that time, you were a rock standing on the shore, and I was a passionate sea. You have been standing there with dignity, letting the wind and rain beat, letting me overflow your feet again and again, and you only echo my slaps with shallow songs.

I once asked you: What are you waiting for?

You always answer shyly: I'll tell you when that day comes.

Finally, one day, I gathered all my strength to run to you, kiss your lips, your forehead and drown you on my chest. You are very happy to tell me that you like this feeling of suffocation. And I can only say to you: I can't live without the tide.

In the next life, you would like to be a lotus, so gracefully and calmly, quietly facing the baptism of the world. I am willing to use such an elegant and free-spirited mentality to smile at the morning and evening, and flowers bloom and fall.

This is the afterlife you want. If you wish, I will never be a human being again, because being an elegant scholar can only praise you with words and paint you with painters at most, while I can only wander on the shore and look at you from a distance. Because you are a white lotus, a white lotus that emerges from the mud and is not stained. It is clear but not demon, so it can be viewed from a distance and not used for fun. ...

In the next life, I would like to be a clear spring, so that you can be deeply rooted in my heart. From then on, I wrapped my heart, banished my infatuation and ignored the colorful scenery on the shore. Stay in the middle of clear water, there are flowers in the shadow. ...

Forget your past life, my present life!

Excerpts from The Beauty of Emotion (2)

Baiyun is a naughty little girl who grew up in the embrace of the blue sky from birth.

In the heart of Baiyun, the blue sky will always belong to you. Whether she is asleep or awake, whether she is jumping happily or walking gently, the blue sky will always give her peace of mind and peace with her arms gently. Until one day, Baiyun saw the stars blinking at the blue sky, dancing in the dazzling light, and serenading love in a sweet voice. A feeling of heartache suddenly filled Baiyun's whole body. She suddenly realized that she had grown up and knew what love was and what pain was.

Early the next morning, white clouds dressed in white floated leisurely into the embrace of the blue sky. The sunshine in May shines on the blue sky, which is particularly bright and deep. Every time I feel the broad mind and tenderness of the blue sky, Baiyun will stay here with peace of mind. But today, this familiar feeling makes Baiyun uneasy. She floated around and kept tearing at her skirt. Seeing the unpredictable and uneasy appearance of white clouds as holy and beautiful as hibiscus, the blue sky asked with concern, "Baiyun, what's wrong with you?" What's wrong with you? "

"I ..." Hearing the gentle voice of the blue sky, the tears of Baiyun could not help falling.

"Little fool, what's the matter? Why are you crying? " The blue sky is always so loving, and Baiyun is a little fool.

This is Baiyun's favorite name at ordinary times, but today, she twisted her neck and blushed and said, "No, I'm not a little fool, I've grown up."

"Haha, the little fool has grown into a beautiful princess." Blue sky smiled generously.

"Do you know that I have grown up?" Baiyun naively asked the blue sky. "So, do you know that I love you?" When asked about this sentence, Baiyun blushed, his hands twisted uneasily behind his back, and he tilted his head shyly at the blue sky.

Blue sky didn't expect Baiyun to ask such a question, but I didn't know how to answer it at the moment. He just reached out and touched Baiyun's head and whispered, "Baiyun has really grown up!" " "

"Blue sky, tell me, do you love me?"

"Yes, Baiyun, I love you. I won't feel lonely because of you. Because of you, my existence has a different meaning. However, the white clouds ... "

"No, no, I don't want to hear your buts." Baiyun buried her face in the broad palm of the blue sky. She murmured, "I belong to you. I want to be with you forever. Will you? "

The blue sky looked at the white clouds stupefied, and he only felt sad. He knows that no matter what, he can't hurt this beautiful girl. But he had to tell Baiyun that they could not be together forever.

"Why? Why can't we be together forever? I want us to be together. " Baiyun said this sentence firmly.

"Little fool, you belong to the wind." The sound of the blue sky is full of pain.

At this time, a gust of wind blew and the white clouds fluttered involuntarily with the wind. "Blue sky, blue sky, grab me, I want to be with you." Baiyun tried to hold the hand of the blue sky tightly, but the wind easily took her away.

"You go away, I love not you. I want to be with the blue sky. " Baiyun said bitterly to the wind.

The wind shook his head helplessly and said, "I love the maid of the weaver girl, not you." However, there is no way, I can't cross the Milky Way to take away my beloved stars, and I can't just stay by my beloved stars all my life. Just like you, you can't stick to the blue sky forever. God has already doomed the final outcome and only gave us the process. "

"You mean none of us can find the ending we want according to our own will?" Baiyun asked sadly.

"yes. Sometimes there must be something in life, don't insist all the time. Baiyun, cherish every good thing you have with the blue sky, and then fill the pain with memories in the separated days. Do you know? "

Baiyun nodded puzzled.

That night, Baiyun didn't blink. She has been sewing her clothes. She thought that if she sewed the skirt thicker, the wind wouldn't take her away and she would be with the blue sky. She doesn't believe in the fate of the wind.

However, the strong wind still separates the white clouds from the blue sky. For months, Baiyun didn't eat or drink, but kept crying. The blue sky seems to have disappeared, and I have never seen the white clouds again. One night, Baiyun dreamed of the blue sky, and the blue sky said to her, "Little fool, stop crying. As long as you stop crying, you will see me again. We can't be together forever, but we will meet often. " Do you hope that we will never meet again? "Yes, we don't often meet? Isn't this worth cherishing? The blue sky also said to the white clouds: It is more important to cherish every beauty today than to dream of an eternal ending.

The next day, Baiyun got up early, and her pale face was covered with a faint blush, which made her look mature and charming. In the distance, Baiyun saw a new dress in the blue sky, standing on the top of the mountain waiting for her. Blue sky, blue sky, is that you? Is that you? Baiyun ran happily and cried happily.

"Little fool, of course it's me." The blue sky is full of arms, hugging the white clouds tightly ... White clouds dance happily in the embrace of the blue sky, and sometimes she becomes a small fish, swimming freely between Shan Ye and the sky; She sometimes becomes a puppy, chasing the blue sky happily; She sometimes becomes a graceful fairy, walking slowly and listening to the breath of the blue sky; She sometimes becomes a naughty child, smiling and sticking white traceries on the face of the blue sky ... and the blue sky always looks at the white clouds with a generous and brilliant face.

Every time the wind sees their sweet looks, it will gently walk away. ...

Excerpt from Emotion 2 Excerpt from Emotional Beauty (1)

Love is just a taste.

The scenery outside the window is beautiful, and people in twos and threes pass quietly. I sat by the window, began to taste a cup of coffee without sugar, and began to recall every day with you. The soothing piano music crawled out of the loudspeaker and flowed slowly along the purple bamboo floor. At this moment, I miss you.

Missing is a taste. It is a trace of bitterness that drifted from my heart inadvertently, a pain that stung my heart, the color of autumn roses and the smell of wheat. I guess at this time, you must be sitting at the window, listening to the wind, watching the rain, or doing nothing, just thinking about me quietly. My eyes must be two drops of water left in your mind, and my fingers must itch on your arm. I know you must have heard my laughter and seen my stupid performance. Like, I heard your hearty laughter and saw your open arms.

Love is just a taste.

Love, a taste, is slowly released in the deepest part of the night. That kind of feeling, like the fragrance of flowers hidden in the breeze, is addictive, sweet and painful.

You said: thank you! I don't want to say much, just want to get into your arms, put my face tightly on your chest and hold you. You know, no matter how many words in this world are redundant, only the smile in your eyes, only the feeling in your heart is true!

Love is just a taste, a taste that can only be tasted with your heart. Its sweetness comes from your blessing, its sour comes from your teasing, its bitterness comes from thinking of you, and its spicy comes from your sadness. This smell is integrated into the deepest part of my heart. If you want to forget, you have to wait a hundred years.

You said, a lifetime; I said, too short.

In the season of shaking hands with you, Xia Feng and Dongxue have quietly passed more than 8,900 days. Think it came too late, think it came too slowly, think it didn't come when I missed you most, think it can't make me embrace your sadness.

I love you, this is the feeling in my heart, the call buried in my blood, the waiting for a thousand years, and the practice in previous lives. You must love me too. I hear your breath, I feel your touch, I smell the moisture in your hair, and I see a little sweetness on your lips.

People say that love is like the tide. I only hope it is a ripple on the lake in spring, a daffodil that blooms silently, and a bamboo tune that croakes at midnight. Love has no reason, but only the attachment hidden in the bottom of my heart and the lingering in my blood.

Love is just a taste.

It is late at night. There are few footprints of pedestrians outside the window. But you are still here. You will always be with me. I reached out and waited for a hug. I heard your call: Come-let's go home together!

My home is in your palm.

Your smell surrounds me.