Good classic ancient-style sentences

Beautiful ancient-style sentences can always give people endless space for imagination. The following are the classic ancient-style sentences that I have compiled. Welcome to read them!

1. Use my three lives of fireworks to exchange your confusion for the rest of your life. ——Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"

2. I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to make a decision. ——Zhuo Wenjun's "White Head Song"

3. This love should last forever. If you are ruthless, I will break up. ——Tianyi Youfeng, "Phoenix Prisoner of Phoenix"

4. Entering my lovesickness door, I know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, and short lovesickness brings endless memories. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"

5. Who asked, who is worried, looking for the flowering period for half a year, who persuades me to drink tonight's rain and dew, I can't stop talking.

6. How can a blood-stained painting of mountains and rivers be compared with a little cinnabar covering the world between your eyebrows? It is still just a prosperous scene - He Tu "All the World"

7. Disdain Looking at the place of lovesickness, who writes thousands of lines of tears, the ancient poems are sad in autumn, and write about madness. The late master Nalan's poem is a masterpiece, but it is difficult to recite it all and it is easy to mourn. So why not imitate Dong Shi now, the poem tells the story of Li Renzhuang, Don’t dare to have long romances

8. After being drunk for a few drinks, it’s hard to redeem yourself. I polished my poems and painted a picture. The morning and evening when I cuddle up with you have become different paths. I am from a poor family, reading all the pagodas, I am playing silk and bamboo, thinking about my love again and again, and the bet I made with you has finally become nothing. The grass on the tomb is withered and the people are deserted. I put down my letters from home, pray sincerely, and look for you in the valley in the next life, soaking each other with foam.

9. Zhang Yuan didn’t know how much he liked Er Sheng, and he was so stupid that he never said anything nice to Er Sheng, but he was willing to spend his life to make Er Sheng feel at ease for the rest of his life. ——Jiu Lu Feixiang's "Si Ming"

10. As it was that day, it will be like this in this life - these eight faint words have entered the bottom of my heart from this moment on and can never be erased. ——Meng Yuzhe's "Emperor's Industry"

11. I am willing to use my hands full of blood and my body to kill to keep you mother and daughter safe for the rest of their lives. —— Lou Xiyue

12. Our fingers are intertwined and we will never leave each other forever.

13. From having no regrets to making one mistake and eventually perishing, it is like being so persistent that there is no way to rely on it. Destiny is so willful that it is so close or the world is suddenly two places - "Mirror of the Ten Worlds" by Saga.

14. The night wind comes suddenly, and the flowers are thick and withered, and the wine is mixed.

15. The song is over and everyone has dispersed.

16. Light a lamp and listen to the sound of the solitary flute all night long. Waiting for someone. Three or four winds blow through the double door, deep in the courtyard, and the coldness. A piece of red paper makes an appointment. The history book of fate turns over this page. The memory is sealed in the mandarin duck brocade painting. Who is still waiting? Who is still waiting? Who is too serious about the dream? She paints under the city to describe a landscape. People are buried in snow. Thousand-story pagodas are separated by life and death. Loneliness is lonely in the end of the world. A dream about her elegant strings Play a piece of white-headed youth, the snow is buried one after another, and the thousand-story pagoda is like the moonlight in the mirror. He does not know whether it is true or false - "Hua Xuyin" by Tang Qi Gongzi

17. The sky is not old, and love is hard to die. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui"

18. When I have long hair and reach my waist, it would be nice to marry me as a young man. When your green silk hair is straightened, I will spread out ten miles of red makeup. But he is afraid that if his hair reaches his waist, the young man will fall in love with others. When your green silk hair is upright, smile and see your smiling face. ——He Xiaodao's "The Dream of a Daughter in Red Makeup"

19. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time. "It's really the end of the world"

20. Time is short and the world is far away. The next mountains and rivers will be covered in one day and one night, and I will walk through them quietly. If you accidentally get lost and fall into the water, you should remember that there is a river called rebirth. In this world, you can grow anywhere; anywhere you go is your destination. Then, don't come to me, and I won't come to you. Watch the rest of the fleeting years, and watch a period of peace and stability in this world. ——Bai Luomei, "The years are quiet, the world is stable now"

21. Most of all, it is impossible to keep it in the world, and the beautiful face will leave the mirror and the flowers will leave the tree. ——Wang Guowei's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

22. Life is a dream, white clouds and gray dogs. Wrong, right, right, grudges and grudges, in the end, the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace.

What is hard to give up is just a little bit of obsession! ——Tong Hua's "Step by Step Shocking"

23. When my hair reaches my waist, will you marry me as a young man? ——He Xiaodao's "The Dream of a Daughter with Red Makeup in Ten Miles"

24. In that year and month, I flicked my fingers in Qinyun Xiaolou and listened to the blue waves in my heart. Who called out the jade flute and the pear blossom married the east wind?

25. The firefly that cannot wave away follows me. It says that summer will pass when the rain stops. The quietly flowing river stays with me. It says that when it wants to cry, listen to it sing a song. The patch on the river. The starry sky is obviously bright. Why are they lonelier than me? The papaya leaves are green. You can’t understand this little accident when we meet. I will pretend to exist. The Milky Way lights up. I really feel the love. It has gone through the hot summer but never blooms. Whenever it rains until late at night. I am worried about whether the jasmine flowers planted by my mother are blooming. Fortunately, I still have you waiting for me. I watch the fireflies flying quietly over the river. The starry sky is obviously bright. Why are they lonelier than me? The papaya leaves are green. Because of this little accident, you can't understand that I will pretend to exist. The Milky Way lights up and I really feel the love. It has experienced the hot summer but never bloomed. I have experienced the hot summer but I am still waiting - EDIQ "The Firefly That Can't Away" < /p>

26. After playing chess under the bamboo window, I raised my hand to restore the universe. With my fingers down, I turned the world upside down. Pei Ran chanted and made endless calculations. The long clouds spread across the horizon and the thunderstorm poured down. In my dreams, my thoughts were mute. I cried in the lonely tomb and wrote a letter in the moon. Liuzhou, can you be romantic at this age?

27. Dreaming of Kingdoms ============================ When he returns, the king is no longer a king, and the palace of the past is no longer the king. It is no longer my own palace. He has transformed from a proud king to an old man with sparse white hair. No one knows whether he misses the soul who died young at the foot of Mawei slope every day in his lonely dormitory. This road is so familiar, yet so cold and so long. The bells and drums are late and the night is long, and the stars are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and heavy, and the emerald quilt is cold. Only in dreams, people from all directions come to pay homage, and all nations come to pay homage. Only in dreams, there is his country and his home. ——An Jiu's "Dream of the Country"

28. Who can give me half a cup of light tea under the green tile fence, under the small bridge and stream, and allow me to weave and twist hemp. The second generation of businessmen in the bustling city makes calculations and calculations. Who can help me travel between two places and calculate carefully? Under the Green Lamp Buddha of the Third Generation, my hair is cut off in the nunnery. Who can give me the opportunity to copy the sutras and forget to recite them in front of the Bodhi tree? The fourth generation of glazed tiles and rich family, who can give me a picture, and allow me to wear fine silk yarn. Who can marry me into a good family and allow me to live a happy life? In the sixth generation, the palace is deep in the clouds, and the moon is closed and the flowers are shy. Who can give me a beautiful look, and promise me unparalleled elegance. I have wandered around the rivers and lakes for seven generations, with the flash of swords and the rain of swords. Who can give me shelter in the mountains and valleys, and allow me to roam wild cranes in the clouds? The eighth generation has a golden sword and an iron cavalry, and the bare land is thousands of miles away. Who can give me a happy career and a peaceful life, and allow me to have children and grandchildren all over the land? The ninth generation has an exquisite lamp, a bead curtain and a jade clock. Who can give me a special liking and promise me to vow to each other?

29. I have traveled through many mountains and rivers, and spent many spring and autumn years alone. I remember that the fat man cried that day and said that he was in love and would not live long. He stood aside and bowed his head slightly. Following Baili, he was imprisoned behind the snow-stormed bronze door. From then on, he never looked back. Just occasionally thinking about the old things in the city would still make him sweat from nightmares. Li Cu asked him why he was crying, and he said that ten years ago, Bai Suixue made his eyes wet. ——Snow in March of the 10th year of Changbai County "Sina Weibo"

30. The flowers bloom all over the paper with deep love, the flowers fall all over the paper opera, and the opera singers are lost in the play. In the dusk of the play, the beauty in the play waited for me to inquire carefully, but no fate in this life was left. It seems like the past and present life promised by a person in a dream, the underworld comes one after another. The flowers are misty and the water is lonely. It is the end of the smile and the end of the night. The wind is carefree and the rain is graceful. This is the end of the present day and the end of spring.

31. One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person. ——Xianmei's "The Stunning Crazy Concubine"

32. The best thing is like water. Water is good for all things without dispute. He is disliked by everyone, so he is close to the Tao. Live in a good place, have a good heart, be kind and benevolent, speak good words and have good faith, govern well, do good things and be able to do good things at the right time. The husband does not fight, so there is no need for you. ——Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching"

33. It is useless to think about lovesickness, but it is just madness to feel melancholy. ——Li Shangyin's "Third of the Six Untitled Poems"

34. There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.

This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already lost at that time - Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"

35. You gave birth to me before you were born, and I gave birth to you already. The old man hates me for being late, and I hate you for giving birth to you early. Before I was born, I was already old and hated you when I was born. At the same time, I was with you every day. Before I was born, you were born. I was already old before you were born. I am far away from you. You are separated from me by the corner of the sea. I was born before you were born. You were born in me. The old butterfly goes to look for flowers and roosts on fragrant grass every night. "Poems on Tongguan Kiln Porcelain in the Tang Dynasty"

36. Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands. The dew is thick and the flowers are thin, and the sweat is thin and the clothes are light. When I see someone coming, I pick up my gold hairpin from my stockings. He walked away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, sniffing the green plums. ——Li Qingzhao's "Red Lips"

37. "Your Majesty" has not invited Caiyun to dance and sing. Today the colorful clouds are shining, you are at Naihe Bridge. Gently twisting the grass on the grave, I can still see my old friend smiling. The chill refuses to go away, and the cool breeze blows! ——Tuanqi

38. After three or two months of separation, we meet again by chance, but it is a dream that comes to nothing. I hate you and your beauty, hug each other and watch the fireworks play for a few minutes. I can't remember to look back at the flick of my fingers for a few seconds. I don’t know the time and place, and I don’t want to fly together without growing old.

39. In the painting, there is you, a beautiful lady with a red face, hairpins and blue eyes. You are full of smiles, with peach blossoms falling all over the ground. You are walking slowly and leisurely, watching the opera in the attic. The painting still remembers the meeting under the sycamore trees under the small bridge in the blur of night. ——Qiu Yifei's "Remembering the People in the Painting"

40. The book of the 001st generation, the scholar's powerlessness and deep feelings, the cold window of ten years is endowed with cold and heat, the joy is exhausted, the separation is painful, once the fame and fame are gone, thousands of miles Stepping on the floating road, waiting to return, people will be successful. ——Han Moran's "Book of Thousands of Worlds"

41. The mountain city laughs when the rain falls. I got drunk tonight and listened to the rain hitting the banana trees. I live a happy life, but I can't forget who died on the broken bridge. ——Tuanqi

42. I feel sad when I climb a tall building slowly, my beauty becomes thinner, I sit in front of the window and drink. I have no worries in my life, but I can’t forget who broke the willows back then. Walking back to the quiet path, my expression is in a trance, and my eyes are full of misery; my original intention is gone, but I can't forget who looked back in the snow. The sorrow and thoughts are difficult to understand, but I once lingered on them, drinking wine in front of the flowers under the moon; in the waning days, I can't forget who the beaded curtain is lightly rolled. It's snowing tonight, there are no tears in my eyes, and I can't sleep on my back; I talk meaninglessly, but I can't forget who is sad alone. The red maples are falling one after another, and I remember my old friends again. I watch the snow falling without a trace; I am not stained by the dust, but I can't forget who wrote so hard. Listening to the desolate wind, dreaming alone, I have been waiting in the city for many years; I have wasted half my life, but I can't forget who defended the city with blood. The wind and sand blurred my eyes, and the shrill screams in my ears brought back memories of the past; I have been wandering for half my life, but I can't forget who couldn't understand lovesickness. If your heart is silent, you will miss it, and your years will be wasted; if you wander throughout your life, you will never forget who you missed. ——Tuanqi

43. The cold moon comes through the window and is as cool as the moon. The night is quiet and the flowers are old. The remaining candles shine in the mirror and people are losing weight. Do you know that I miss you all night long? After all the poplar flowers have shed tears on their sleeves, the dusk sun hangs down on the coffin, and I am alone looking at the river with a green lantern. Do you know that I am waiting for you every year? Just wait for Xiao Lang, a good man will never become a passerby. —— Dawn in the Chaotic City

44. Humble sincerity will eventually lose to a cruel heart. Can you still recognize an old friend after so many years? How many people, how many infatuations and hatreds in ancient and modern times are just strangers in the world of mortals. ——Tuanqi

45. A guqin plays ancient tunes, and a jade flute rings in the sky. They are all part of a prosperous tune. How many times will the good man’s wind and frost add to the song? There are wild grasses in front of Xiangjun's grave. Can you wait at Naihe Bridge? Mr. Wang and Sun were ruthless and arrogant, causing the king's ancient road to collapse and the bridge to be broken. Horses are singing and roaring while riding on the hustle and bustle of the city, and the floating dust disappears with the wind. Thousands of miles away, I chuckle, the sky is far high and I feel at ease. I carry the knife on the ground with red snow, and the blood mist stains the moon and the wind rustles! ——Tuanqi

46. In spring, flowers bloom early, so they bloom early. When flowers bloom and fall, life gets old easily.

47. May I be as bright as a star and as bright as the moon every night. ——Fan Chengda, "Car Far Away"

48. The heart is slightly moved, but the love is far away. Things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.

49. Buddha looms outside the green mountains, mulberry trees are moistened by the drizzle, and the flowing light has been thrown away from the world of mortals. The color of fireworks still looks like ice and snow. The cold pearls and jade are slightly cool. The fragrance lingers on the sleeves. It is only a sudden dream, but there is nothing between the eyebrows. The two hearts look at each other, pretending to be true, just to carve out who's heart is ridiculous. This ridiculous painting pretends to be majestic, and the body is paid by fire. The heart is tempered into a bone-cutting dagger, and the frost is constantly cutting off. The three thousand feet of green hair can be remembered. The mist cage in front of Guzhu Mountain. The length of the stone steps can be remembered in white clothes. Dancing in the moonlight, I danced with blue and white flowers in suspense. Only when the shadows of candles swayed in the red tent were I revealed my fate. I had been hiding for a long time. I only said that I had no sorrow and no joy. I was born with a cold nature. I only talked about the destiny that set up a chess game and teased me in the palm of my hand. When I arrived at the floating cloud platform, the wind and snow were blowing. Only then did I realize that love and hate are nothing more than a joke in the end. A moment of forgetfulness and graceful tunes mistakenly shocked the past life. Looking back, I realized that all the lives in this life are vain. Love, hate, love and hatred. I can save a few lines in the storybook of the future life. The big dream fell far away into a vast expanse of white

50. Even to the last moment, he did not forget to cover her eyes and tell her - don't look. That was the last care and tenderness he could do for her. She froze there and closed her eyes tightly. Don’t look, don’t look, no matter what, you can’t look. If the east is no longer in sight, it would be better to be blind than to look any further. How could she bear the thought of just a death that would break her heart and help her? "Xian Xia Qian Yu Hua Qian Gu;