分手后难过伤心的感伤文案 浪漫又深情（冷酷而深情）
有些你期待的生活总是在你自以为是的梦想中度过，然后它会给你一个非常令人失望的打击。
Some of the life you are looking forward to is always spent in your self-righteous dream, and then it will give you a very disappointing blow.
因为这个世界太孤独了，让我们感到难过！你的悲伤就是我的悲伤！现实是残酷的，所以期待未来吧！因为错觉，总有失望。
Because the world is so lonely, it makes us feel sad! Your sorrow is my sorrow! Reality is cruel, so look forward to the future! Because of illusion, there is always disappointment.
有人觉得这个世界太现实了，现实的是在你最需要帮助的时候，没有人会帮助你。有人觉得这个世界太虚伪了。当你最需要帮助的时候，那些平时“想”帮你的人已经烟消云散。
Some people think that the world is too realistic. The reality is that when you need help most, no one will help you. Some people think the world is too hypocritical. When you need help most, those who usually "want" to help you have vanished.
爱是一种感觉，即使你在痛苦中，你也会感到快乐。爱情是一种体验，即使心碎了，也会觉得甜蜜。爱情是一种体验，即使破碎了，也会觉得美好。爱上你只是一瞬间，忘记你却是一辈子。不管你是否记得我，在你的心里，总会有一滴我因为爱你而流下的泪，而且会一直留在那里。
Love is a feeling, even if you are in pain, you will feel happy. Love is an experience. Even if you are heartbroken, you will feel sweet. Love is an experience, and even if it is broken, it will feel beautiful. Falling in love with you is only a moment, but forgetting you is a lifetime. No matter whether you remember me or not, in your heart, there will always be a drop of tears that I shed because I love you, and will always stay there.
当你被朋友伤害时，不要怀疑友谊，但要提防背叛你的人。
When you are hurt by friends, don"t doubt friendship, but beware of those who betray you.
就说你支持我。不客气我给你这个罐子。
Say you support me. You"re welcome. I"ll give you this jar.
那些从不考虑别人感受，说话一本正经，胡说八道的人一定要小心！！！你猜不到别人在想什么。最好离远点。
Those who never consider other people"s feelings, talk seriously and talk nonsense must be careful! ! ! You can"t guess what others are thinking. Better stay away.
出门的时候别人给你热脸还是冷脸都无所谓。外界尊重背景。
It doesn"t matter whether someone gives you a hot face or a cold face when you go out. The outside world respects the background.
朋友不是先来的人，也不是认识最久的人，而是来了之后就再也不离开的人。
A friend is not the person who comes first, nor the person who knows the longest, but the person who never leaves after coming.
山很远，云很暗，秋风在耳边低语，空气中飘着微微的丝雨，一点一点。侵入梦境的枕头又薄又凉，很容易枯萎。记忆中的油纸伞袅袅，婀娜多姿。回望西风，全是空白的影像，寂静无声。
The mountains are far away, the clouds are dark, the autumn wind whispers in the ear, and there is a slight silk rain in the air, bit by bit. The pillow that invades dreams is thin and cool, and it is easy to wither. The oiled paper umbrella in memory is curled up and graceful. Looking back at the west wind, it is all blank images, and it is silent.