An idiom describing quietness and elegance

Idiom: Pinyin of Utopia: shì wài táo yuán

Explanation: Originally refers to an ideal state of isolation from the real society and a peaceful life . It also refers to a place with a quiet environment and a comfortable life. It refers to a kind of utopian beautiful world separated from the struggle of reality.

Idiom: magnanimous and noble Pinyin: yǎ liàng gāo zhì

Explanation: magnanimous and elegant.

Source: "Three Kingdoms·Wu Zhi·Zhou Yu Biography" "Only discord with Cheng Pu" Pei Songzhi's note quoted Jin·Yu Pu's "Jiang Biao Biography": "Qian (Jiang Qian) returned, saying Yu Yaliang Gao Zhi cannot be expressed in words."

Idiom: Gao Ren Yazhi Pinyin: gāo rén yǎ zhì

Explanation: Yazhi: elegant taste. Refers to the elegant taste of a person of noble character.

Source: Ming Dynasty Zhou Ji's "West Lake Episode 2: The Newcomer Stays in the Palace and the Concubine Is Sluggish in Love": "Wandering in the mountains and playing in the water is the elegance of an expert."

Idiom: Pure and elegant Pinyin of dust: qīng yǎ jué chén

Explanation: Clean, elegant, spotless.

Source: Bing Xin's "For Little Readers": "This room is elegant and pure, and there are endless flowers, which surround me."

Idiom: Dead of Night Pinyin: yè shēn rén jìng

Explanation: There is no sound of people late at night, very quiet.

Source: Han Dynasty Cai Yan's "Eighteen Folds of Huqie": "It's late at night, and I dream about your arrival."

Idiom: Late at night, people are quiet Pinyin: yè lán rén jìng

Explanation: Ye Lan: The night is coming to an end. In the dead of night.

Source: Han Dynasty Cai Yan's "Eighteen Folds of Huqie": "It's late at night, and I dream about your arrival."

Idiom: Winding paths lead to secluded places Pinyin: qū jìng tōng yōu

Explanation: qu: winding; path: path; secluded: refers to a far-reaching and secluded place. The winding path leads to a deep and secluded place.

Source: Tang Dynasty Chang Jian's poem "Inscribed on the Zen Garden Behind Poce Temple": "The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees."

Sentences describing tranquility and elegance

I once thought that growth was about transformation, about getting along with maturity, but then I realized that this process is so tiring, and I lost all illusions and pain. Therefore, we can only hold on to our loneliness in the depths of time, and quietly lick the scars caused by the end of the prosperity of the years.

: There is a kind of happiness, there is a kind of freedom, there is a kind of happiness that is quiet, there is a kind of possession that is real, there is a kind of long-lasting friendship, there is you, I wish you every day, Happy Father's Day!

Sip the fragrance of flowers, fold a piece of sadness, and paint it on my face for the world to see; shred a piece of medicinal herbs, pick up a trace of sadness, and hide it in my heart. Once upon a time, you and I cut candles from the west window beside the thatched hut in the Jiangnan water town; Once upon a time, you and I depended on each other under the lush bodhi trees; Once upon a time, I polished off your writing under the bright starry sky on a moonlit night. How many times have I whispered to you? The whispers of love linger in the days when flowers bloom all the time. In those days, there is our most ignorant and pure love.

Above the head are the crisscrossing horizons, separated by an unknown sky...

Some things can only be appreciated, not tasted.

Summer nights are very quiet, with only the croaking of frogs, everything seems so peaceful.

The endless vastness bloomed on the swing on the hill, remaining in the distance until the end of the season.

Although this town is remote and remote, it is warm and harmonious. In my mind, it is better than a paradise in the world.

Utopia is basically the ideal world in everyone’s mind. Where can we find it?

No text messages or phone calls. You are too busy. I understand. If I don’t love you anymore, it will be your turn to understand.

The seaside is very quiet at night, with no noisy voices or noisy cars, only the gentle sound of wind and the beautiful sound of waves.

I finally understand that instead of rushing through the world, it is better to stop, embrace everything, and treat it sincerely. Just like *** coming naked, *** walking naked, waving his sleeves, not taking away any clouds.

Flowers bloom and fall, but they are only a distance apart, and joys and sorrows are just quicksand in time. Those that are held, will be cherished; those that are scattered, will not be touched again.

In my opinion, the bright stars in the sky are not as blurry as your smiling eyes.

The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze blowing and the occasional dog barking, the deserted streets are silent.

Whose deep attachment has been buried in the long world of mortals? A scroll of paintings disturbs whose love affair? A song of lovesickness, whose passionate eyes are you resenting? Look at the desolation of the end of the song and the separation of people; write about the ups and downs of endless origin and destruction; see the nothingness of flowers, water and moon through the lens. Who has conquered my city, whose heart have I betrayed? From then on, that touch of face was forgotten at the end of the world. I burned incense in my previous life, but I missed the emotional lingering with you for a lifetime. As promised, it will always be a beautiful dream that lingers around Huangliang.

I am going to find my own paradise where I will spend my remaining years.

The blood in the atrium slowly flows back to the ventricle, and so on.

The longing like wine makes you drunk as soon as you drink it. When you are drunk, you read the sad moonlight with all your enthusiasm. So, the moon was drunk, the night was drunk, and I was drunk too.

Everyone hopes to have an ideal paradise to satisfy the real life.

Being fixed, recorded, then remembered, then memorialized, then put aside, and then forgotten.

Watching you walk away, all the promises come to an end.

Don’t think of yourself as too stupid. In fact, others are stupider than you.

Forgive the height of the Eiffel Tower for dividing us into two paths.

Only you can think of such an unsophisticated internet name as "Love has stopped due to arrears".

The road is long, the sun sets in the west, the sky is full of red, and the snowy mountain road is filled with our laughter and laughter. The beautiful pictures are constantly frozen in front of me with the camera. I like to carry your bag and hold your hand. Holding your hand, we will walk together forever.

Every time I go to my grandma’s house, the Xiaobai Cottage is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, quiet and elegant, and I always feel that it is a paradise.

Shangri-La is a legendary paradise.

What you want is not love, but loneliness and looking for someone to quench your thirst.

Elegance is first of all a form, however, more importantly it is a state of mind and temperament. I'm thinking that elegance has nothing to do with money, status, or power, because elegance originating from the soul rises in the individual heart.

A true warrior dares to face his face without makeup.

The paradise created by Tao Yuanming is exactly the presentation of the ideal world in his mind.

Sometimes I laugh like a fool and sometimes I cry like a fool. Elegant sentences.

: I firmly believe that when a person misses another person, he should think quietly... Love, this power, can often reach the other side of gray hair in an instant.

If there is a storm on your journey, I would like to turn my thoughts into filaments and weave them into a dense umbrella of friendship, so that we can go to victory in the storm!

Love one People are a simple thing. It's like filling a cup with water and drinking it coolly. Your body needs it to feel healthy and happy.

You have to hold my hand tightly and don’t miss my future.

I need a key, a key to unlock my heart.

Looking back suddenly, I am rowing against the current behind you and I am with you.

: I like the autumn nights, with the stars dotted, watching the lights of thousands of houses in the world, there is no wind, quiet and peaceful, the moonlight pours into the bedroom or small living room of every house like flowing water, where it quietly Listen to the joys and sorrows of the world. But he never judged, just savored the taste, and then left quietly. Someone's baby was crying, letting Moonlight appreciate the hustle and bustle.

In summer, as gorgeous as sunflowers, paper airplanes are secretly enchanting in the wind.

The person I love most, please forgive me for the white lies I once told you, just because I loved you.

: His long golden hair and thick beard set off his handsome and powerful face with regular features. A pair of piercing light blue eyes, full of the flame of life experience and emotion. When he was quiet, the eyes gave his face an expression of sad kindness. But when it came time to fight, Spartacus changed completely. In the arena, the gladiator would fight with a face twisted in anger; his eyes were like lightning. , his appearance looked very terrifying.

My calmness has made the condensation and dispersion of life like volatile substances, uncontrollable and immeasurable.

Pick up a ray of comfort and quietly pick up the forgotten verses; pick up a smile and softly hum a colorful melody; pick up a meter of sunshine and gently welcome the blue morning light.

I live in a mountain, far away from the mundane world. Doesn’t it look like a paradise?

I don’t know how long this kind of insincerity can last.

: In the dark, I took out the cup and drank the wine. I had so many thoughts and regrets that I didn’t know which one to gnash my teeth at. I simply forgot about them all and went to sleep quietly.

Elegant sentences - at every dawn, I wake you up to pick the morning light: at every dark night, I hold you a night of starlight. I pick the fragrant flowers and place them in our spring flowers.

The wind of early autumn blows away the sultry heat accumulated in the heart for a season.

Maybe, when I meet the right you, I want to express all the words I have suppressed in my heart; maybe, when I meet the right you, I hope you can comfort my heart, that will be comfortable; maybe, when I meet the right you, You're right, I want to tell you what's in my heart, so that you can understand me... everything is because of meeting you.

: Please turn on your phone and wait quietly, because my blessings are swirling outside your window. They come with the wind and fill your dreams with color. Before Christmas Eve, please allow me to send you a wish: Happy Christmas Eve!

I once wanted to ferry to the Peach Blossom Spring alone, but I didn’t want to be startled. There is a pool of gulls and herons, but they are helpless in the final struggle; I once wanted to hold a glass of plum blossom wine and raise my glass to invite the moon, but it ended in a banquet of mixed drinks; I once wanted to soak in the incense of ink and paper, and sit on a small perch in the pure land. But lingering in the hustle and bustle of the world.

The dense bamboo forest isolates the village from the outside world, so it appears to be refined and peaceful, giving it a sense of paradise.

God allowing us to meet is already the greatest kindness and joy, and we should cherish it.

The morning sunshine is so different.

I use the persistence of one person to deal with the loneliness of two people.

The autumn in September is cool and wet. I love the elegance and indifference of autumn, the dark red time, a kind of sad and beautiful artistic conception. I look at each other and fall in love with this season.

The broken words on the tip of the pen are full of heartfelt words. I feel grateful for every moment I spent with you, and those happy faces can only be missed quietly in the passing years.

There are white marble pillars standing at the four corners of the room, and the surrounding walls are all carved with white stone bricks. Orchids carved from gold bloom coquettishly among the white stones, and blue gauze curtains ripple in the wind. Cha Qinghen stood in this ten-meter-high building. If it weren't for the killer's unique town

the night was as quiet as a pool of water. It seemed that all the creatures had fallen asleep, and everything seemed so peaceful.

You can’t miss yourself, take care of your pain, get your results, and give yourself happiness.

Yangmingshan Park is like a paradise for Taipei citizens. Once you enter the park, the hustle and bustle is swept away.

Is reality abandoning fantasy, or is fantasy recalling reality.

Even though the world has changed over and over again, my heart still remains on the last day of my departure.

I discovered that I have always been alone.

The scenery in front of you is so peaceful and beautiful. Isn’t it a paradise on earth, a paradise on earth?

Don’t blame me for being too narcissistic, I have the capital...

See it through, calm your mind, lock yourself in a quiet place, bury yourself there, let the lights outside the window be bright, the grass grow and the orioles fly, Let that tired heart quietly rest in the flowing water, leaving behind the burdens of the world.

People who are not good at words can only use thin words to express those trivial emotions.

I watched the sunset along the coast and hugged a pillow that made me sleepy and sleepy. I couldn’t swim out of my memories, but I couldn’t learn how to let go.

Because the only thing that remains unchanged is change, because the least unexpected thing is only accident.

I have lost your tenderness and cannot find it again.

You and I are strangers, but meeting each other is also a blessing.

Facing the sky, praying with all my strength for your happiness, this is my eternal love for you.

Just like this, I sat quietly in front of the computer, letting my thoughts fly and letting my warmth overflow. My heart was like a green spring water, gently rippling in the mist of the sky shadow.

All the tenderness you have given me is preserved in the record.

Black enveloped all the houses, the moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the wind was gentle, blowing the bright faces of the stars.

Quiet...

True peace is not to avoid the hustle and bustle of cars and horses, but to build a fence and plant chrysanthemums in your heart. Although the past is like a past, the sound of the waves remains the same every day. As long as we eliminate our obsessions, we can be quiet and peaceful. If possible, please let me advance a period of time like a lotus, even if I pay it back twice as much one day in the future.

: A bright moon climbed up and rose into the sky. A cloud, a moon, a sky, endless beauty. Hazy, sweet and quiet. The autumn wind has gone and come again, time flies so fast. Human life is short, with hurried footsteps and hurried mood, slow down, listen to the singing of the wind, and look at the beauty of nature. Standing in the autumn wind, look at the vast land, the vast sky, and the endless sea. Write a song of praise and give it a beautiful melody. Truth is true when it is ordinary, and love is when water flows slowly.

: This is my other world. I can spend everything I have here. It is quiet and dust-free!

The students were unusually quiet. I heard the teacher’s watch ringing faintly. Tick.

The departure of the leaves is due to the pursuit of the wind or the unwillingness of the tree to stay. Perhaps, the tree will never understand the loneliness of the leaves. The fate of fallen leaves is doomed to loneliness.

The tears I watched you leave blurred the last smile you gave me.

The days of my youth were lonely, so lonely that it makes me feel cold just thinking about it now. Only the monotonous shadows watched Liulan with me, listened to the pine breeze, and smelled the fragrance of flowers.

When my mind is far away from home, the mini garden on the top floor is my paradise.

Wandering in the bright moonlight, but unable to see further, the dark color always prevents the heartbeat and the backpack of traveling far away. You can try not to regret the things and people that have slipped away tomorrow. The stories we talked about yesterday can only be seen occasionally through the rain-strewn car window today...

For the care I gave, How can you turn a blind eye.

: So quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The peach blossoms in this valley are in full bloom, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the scenery is charming, just like the paradise described by Tao Yuanming.

Living in this paradise far away from the hustle and bustle tonight, I can finally have a good sleep.

Count the fallen leaves in front of the door, listen to the sound of rain outside the window, and the sound of wading through the water sounds this time. Is your heart soaked by the rain still the same?

The sky in the distance, the autumn scenery along the way, is full of melancholy. Standing at this end of time, watching the prosperous fireworks in the world, it is still the tranquility of the past, with clear water, blue sky, and lush pink. A beautiful scenery, swirling with the long rhythm of autumn. The leaves fall silently, and only then can I understand the desolation of autumn. Look at the sunset, the gentle and peaceful scenery, solidifying the traces of time.

If your happiness is not owned by whether I let you go.

I hope that on some beautiful street corner, I will meet you, and then meet myself, draw a game of life and death, and write an ending to our story.

Outside the window, there was a cloud of dust. The autumn wind blows down the sycamore trees. The yellow leaves fold into a piece of innocence. After a few years, will you pick up the lost love?

The fear of loneliness and your ambiguity make it difficult for me to distinguish the so-called love.

I want to watch the decline of a grand fashion. I want to keep making wishes until the sea changes rapidly until I get close to your smiling face.

Having money does not necessarily mean happiness, but having no money does not necessarily mean happiness.

I have gone through all the sadness, and the saddest thing is that you are not at the end. I have gone through all the despair, and the most despairing thing is that you are still at the starting point.

From the beginning of life, when I saw the first ray of sunshine, you have been by my side, growing up with me, and experiencing the ups and downs of life together. Sometimes decadent, sometimes sad, you patted me silently. My shoulders; sometimes you are happy, sometimes you are happy, you will dance with me.

How to let you meet me, at my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us form a mortal relationship.

The forest was so quiet that you could clearly hear the "buzzing" sound of the wings flapping.

It is said that men are deep and women are resentful, but at this moment, I am attracted by the fragrance of flowers blown by the gentle breeze and the gentle and calm atmosphere of the lingering rain.

How can I truly walk into your heart?

In the dark night, except for the ticking of the alarm clock and the swaying of the branches, the surroundings were silent.

After the typhoon, the land was so quiet that you could even hear the fluttering wings of butterflies.

The heart is like autumn rain, drifting into long threads of sadness. Wandering, not knowing when to return. A rain has been falling for twenty years, soaking spring and autumn.

Missing you is like a door that cannot be closed tightly. The deeper the night goes, the more I miss you.