1. Looking for ancient short sentences, preferably ones with artistic conception

1. The wind is blowing, the water is blooming, and the bells are ringing in the corners of the eaves and pavilions.

I still remember that time when you looked back and smiled, your smile was alluring. 2. Flying flowers and catkins, dancing neon clothes, how many emotions are flying.

The flowing clouds on the wide sleeves, the music of the piano condenses on the fingertips, and the clear water and the lotus escape the hustle and bustle. 3. In the world of mortals, I search thousands of Baidu, look back thousands of years, and feel the love for my beloved. 4. After we said goodbye, I had several misty dreams, holding hands as if they were nothing, and tears splashing on the flowers.

5. Flying flowers and catkins, dancing neon clothes, so many emotions flying in the air. 6. Who is silhouetted against the red candle? When the cup is finished, you drink lingeringly. In this world and in this life, I will give you my heart.

7. Who writes but remembers his feelings in volumes, only remembering the past and the past years. 8. The love is stronger, the fate is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, the green sleeves condense the cold and help the sick moon face.

9. We have been dependent on each other for a long time, and we hate to be apart. 10. I stood alone at the end of the clouds and water, looking at you, the one I couldn’t ask for, and frostbitten Upala flowers bloomed in my palms.

I have sung such a song all my life, waiting for you to come and join me quietly after all the luster has faded. 11. Look at the sea of ??clouds and waves under the cliff rising and falling, while the wind is rustling on the cliff, and the pear blossoms are still falling like they did that year.

12. The purple tent points and weeps, and it is difficult to forget each other after separation. The sword tomb is wounded every time, just asking for peace of mind.

13. The sword rises over the vast mountains, and you can see smoke flying down in the distance, hundreds of flowers withering, and a big dream like a long song. 14. The empty steps are wet in dreams, and the clouds are knocked frequently, causing fright and leakage.

A glass of turbid wine makes the world look ugly. 15. I sprinkled thousands of dendrobium pearls on this road, and when I woke up from my dream, they all turned into dust and dirt.

16. The water of the Qinhuai River is cool, the ink bamboos on the stone bridges are swaying, and the thrush flies in the rain and settles quietly on his window frame. 17. In the past life, in Wuyi Lane, the city was empty with the moon tide. Looking at the north city wall, the osmanthus trees were already spreading and glowing with fire.

18. White temples with thick wrinkles, holding a long bamboo stick in hand, birds hissing, the north wind is wild, and only the eyebrow line remains. 19. Waving my sleeves to play the harp, the seven strings are exquisite, and the reeds travel in the boat, and the rain is hazy.

20. With a slender finger pointing to the world of mortals, a drunken shadow laughs at the sight of the giant, and the bright moon sings a long song. Put the wine in the wind, pour the cup and drink as much as you can, until the rainbow is long. 21. The water chestnut mirror is cool, the eyebrows are fragrant, and my soul is scattered. I only hope that you are healthy.

22. Get drunk with him, the peach blossoms fly over, and secretly draw ink on your sleeping face. 23. The sound outside the window at night, the candle shadow illuminating the dream soul, know that I understand that I am only one person.

24. The lamps and flowers were injured, and they fell to the ground and turned into ashes. Where they returned, the green mountains were wandering in the clouds and mist. The shadows are twinned, but it is a pity that the two places are separated, and this body, heart and mind are buried alone.

25. The peach blossom smiles in the spring breeze, no matter how hard it is to find, where can we stay together and where can we get together. 26. Painting scrolls, iron fans are white during the day, looking at the world of mortals, my youth is like bamboo shoots, and the night is like me.

27. When hundreds of thousands of nights are over, who will turn into a blue lamp for me? Who will lean against the door and watch thousands of years of fireworks alone. There are few stars in the night, who holds the light for me, who leans against the door to wait alone for a thousand years of loneliness.

28. Missing you turns into a candle, and my tears are full of longing for you. How can I be wandering in the past? 29. Looking back, I stood on the bridge and looked up, only to see peach blossoms flying all over the sky.

30. Originally the flowers were in full bloom, but now they are all in ruins. 2. Who holds my hand and restrains my madness for half my life; who kisses my eyes and covers my wandering for half my life.

Who caress my face and comforts my sorrow for half a lifetime; who carries my heart and melts the frost of my half life; who holds my shoulders and drives me into silence for a lifetime. Who calls my heart and covers up the misfortune of my life.

Who abandons me and leaves me alone for the rest of my life; Who can understand my intentions and make me have no regrets in this life; Who can help me and be unparalleled throughout my life; Who can support me In my heart, an inch of earth is just like an empty space; who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the vain world, and my heart is crazy. 31. Looking at your smiling face in front of me, my tears still filled the whole winter. After turning around, I could no longer find the lost promise.

2. Whose love of life and death is depicted in the scroll of mortal world? In the end, she could only keep her unchanged appearance for a thousand years. 3. Who buried a lifetime of promises at your tomb? 4. Looking at the sky full of cherry blossoms, sadness is flowing, but it cannot hide the mottled passing years.

5. Whoever strokes my hair owes me the price of my life? 6. The country is overturned, but for whom is the world overturned? 7. How can I still see your face when the wind and sand fill my already wet eyes? 8. Who accompanies me to return to the fields and take off my armor, who accompanies me to stay together till the end of the world, and who will bear the burden of my life? 9. Who is looking for the face that is remembered in the past life in the vast world broken by wind and rain? 10. The dew hates the morning sun and the flowers hate the autumn. After being drunk, I only feel sad. 11. You are in the south of the sky, and I am in the north of the earth.

Who said: The moon waxes and wanes, and the flowers bloom and fade? 12. What withers is the beauty of flowers, what falls are broken tears, and what is hard to redeem are the sins of the past life. 13. For whom do you devote your whole life, for whom do you carve a thousand years of waiting into eternity? 14. I will give you the alluring tenderness and the wandering love that I will have for half my life.

15. I will shed thousands of blood and tears for you, stand up for you all over the world, and fly far away. 16. Whose fingers are flowing with your delicate beauty? 17. Without the flowers before and under the moon in the past, how could the Sijun Tianya today be there? 18. The promise of three lives and seven lifetimes is just to commemorate a previous encounter.

19. After a thousand years of obsession, who will hold the red thread for me? 20. I will exchange my life of misery for your life of joy. 21. The vows I made have long since faded away. Who is still holding a lamp in front of the door hoping for my return? 22. When you are drunk, you realize that the wine is strong; when you wake up, you realize that your dreams are empty. It turns out that watching the withered flowers is also a kind of pain.

23. After a thousand years of waiting, I only got one sentence: My love is no longer there. 24. A person’s one-way journey, a person’s day and night, and a person’s time spent.

25. That unforgettable promise, who made the sound to rain at that moment. 26. For whom did the burned-out elegance turn into the flower of the other side? 27. The sun will still rise tomorrow. Can we meet around the corner? 28. When tears turn into rain, at that moment, whose vows can still be reincarnated? 29. A wonderful pen cannot be written on a sad piece of paper, and a pale oath cannot withstand the forgetfulness of time.

30. The years have exhausted the prosperity, and the blood has stained the armor. Who can rule the world for you? . 2. Who has a beautiful seven-character ancient sentence?

The vast earth can be destroyed with a sword, and where can the bustling music and music fall?

Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.

I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song. Who burns the smoke away and scatters the ties of vertical and horizontal.

Listen to the broken string and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.

If the flower falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.

Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrown country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. Like beautiful flowers, time flies like a fleeting time. We can't go back to the past, but we can't go back to the beginning.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun. Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking or forgetting, thousands of miles away in a solitary grave, with no place to express desolation.

Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

Mountains and rivers are handed over, and I smile for you. A few moments of lamentation and joys and sorrows for several generations. It's ridiculous that my fate is determined by nature.

As time goes by, I dream back to the edge of the winding river, watching the fireworks bloom and the full moon. The fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.

At the two ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other. The gatherings and separations are like water, carrying the world on our backs, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed.

Just like that, the mountains and rivers will never meet again. If you don’t look back, why not forget.

Since there is no chance, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace.

No matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger. My heart is slightly moved, but my love is far away. Things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.

Maybe it's the marriage in the previous life, maybe it's the fate in the next life. The mistake of meeting each other in this life only adds to a fruitless grudge. Year after year, one day after another, one autumn after another, one generation gathers and then partes, one is happy and the other is sad, lying on the same couch, looking for acquaintances in dreams throughout life, and they are together for a while We will get to know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side.

Even though the scene of discovery is long. There is a kind of forbearance that actually contains a kind of strength, and there is a kind of silence that is actually a shocking confession.

Just looking back at you makes me miss you. I raise my glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, I feel confused and one year old.

Turning around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Would you like to save me in the next life? One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit.

One song and one sigh, a lifetime for one person. The fate of the world is always like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be sentimental, for love will hurt yourself.

Whoever accepts someone’s calamity becomes someone’s obsession. If you act wild, I will accompany you with wine in this life.

Who wakes up from the coma in this world? Spring silkworms spin out love threads in the air, twisting and pinching themselves. They always trick people into confusing them. What’s the use of persistence in a moment of prosperity? I try to go to the top of the mountain to see the bright moon. I open my eyes and look at the world of mortals. I am pitiful that I am the person in my eyes. The thousand strands of separation sorrow are constantly being cut, and the farewell thoughts are still confused and endless.

Ah! Just like the invisible green mountains, the green water flows endlessly! There is a desire to be a confidant, and the love is thousands of miles away, and the heart is moved; the feeling is just close, and the dream is lingering in the heart. It turns out that we have promised each other many times, but it seems like this has just passed away! The water is far away and the mountains are far away.

Love and knowledge are hard to let go of, so why not let them fly away. The most beautiful thing is the endless gaze, as if we have met before in the past life. The meaning of throwing red beans in the air is long. Where are the people in the mountains and rivers? The tenderness of chivalrous bones always makes me sad.

People can never see through the mirror, but the smoke and clouds between my fingers. Thousands of years in the world are like my blink. The sky and the flying snow once had a one-night stand! ! Looking at the moon shape to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. Most of all, I stare at the infinite meaning, as if I have met each other in the previous life~~~~~~~~ The meeting is the front edge, and the wind and rain are gone, drifting away. The vast world of illusion is boundless, and once you meet, you will never forget it.

Smiling when you meet the master, but if you don’t know him, what’s the problem? The tears are sour and the blood is salty, and I regret that my hands are spicy and my mouth is sweet. I only think that there is no sea of ??bitterness in the world. Gold and silver are white, but my eyes are red and my heart is black, but I don’t know that there is a blue sky above my head. If life is just like the first time we met, what happened? The autumn wind is sad, the painting fan changes easily, but the heart of an old friend changes easily. The words of Lishan are so clear that there are half tears in the night and the rain is still ringing. In the end, there is no complaint. How can I be so lucky? Thousands of miles.

Beautiful scenery and good weather, there is no sympathy for each other, no plan to pity each other! The beauty is far away, the lovesickness is painful, and the many thoughts are difficult to deal with. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, I can't bear to miss you! How should I deal with the people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, belittle me, belittle me, scold me, or lie to me? You can only tolerate him, let him, let him go, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, and ignore him. If you wait for a few more years, where will he go? Come Qianqian, the long waves are fluttering and the dreams are knotted, and I am hesitant.

Look at its silk roots on the clear stream, swimming coldly and silently. Luan mirror, blue bird next to red wine, dying, gradually forgetting Su Su's slender fingers, not knowing how to think about it.

Don’t ask where the fallen flowers will go. They will hurt if they fall, but they will be cold if they stay. Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, drifts in the wind, dances in the rain, even if we practice in the same bed, we will end up as loess in the end.

Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task.

I knew it would be difficult to fight, but I regretted not keeping him at that time. In addition to being charming and upright, he is also unique and connected to others. He can raise his eyebrows thousands of times without thinking about them for a day.

When I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo doors are filled with so much charm. Wild birds fly in, and it’s normal leisure again.

But I blame the white gull for looking at people and wanting to do it but not doing so. The old allies are all here, but the newcomers are here, why don't they say anything? Clouds rise from thousands of peaks, and sudden rains come and go in a blink of an eye.

How can the scenery create a picture when the sun sets over the trees further away? The green flag sells wine, and there is no human being on the other side of the mountain. As long as the scenery is bright, there will be nothing to do this summer. Both feet step on the waves of the world, and one shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present.

The number of articles in the world is Xiaoxiang. The number of articles in Xiaoxiang is my hometown. The number of articles in my hometown is my brother. I am changing the article for my brother. Zhangtai Liu, Zhangtai Liu, are they still green in the past? Even if the long strip seems to be hanging down like old, it should be broken by someone else's hand. I have so many talents in vain, and I have never opened my arms in my life. Where are the birds and the fallen flowers? The bamboos are dead and the tung trees are withered and the phoenixes are not coming.

A good horse has no owner, and the heart of an old friend is saddened by the death of its string. Jiuquan Mo sighs and is separated by three lights, and sends Wenxing into the night stage.

Life is a big dream. Autumn cools down the world several times, and maple leaves come at night. 3. Who has a beautiful seven-character ancient sentence?

The vast earth can be destroyed with a sword, and where can the bustling music and songs fall?

Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will be reincarnated for your smile.

I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. Who burns the smoke away and scatters the ties of vertical and horizontal.

Listen to the broken string and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.

If the flower falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.

Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrown country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.

In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. Like beautiful flowers, time flies like a fleeting time. We can't go back to the past, but we can't go back to the beginning.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun. Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking or forgetting, thousands of miles away in a solitary grave, with no place to express desolation.

Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. Mountains and rivers are handed over, I smile for you, sigh for a while, laugh at the joys and sorrows of my life, my fate is up to me.

After passing through the years, I dream back to watching the fireworks by the Qushui River and the full moon. The fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.

At the two ends of life, we stand on the edge of each other. We gather and disperse like water, carrying the world on our backs, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed.

Just like that, the mountains and rivers will never meet again. If you don’t look back, why not forget.

Since there is no chance, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace.

No matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger. My heart is slightly moved, but my love is far away. Things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.

Maybe it’s the marriage in the previous life or the fate in the next life. Meeting each other in this life only adds to a fruitless grudge.

Year after year, one day after another, one autumn after another, one generation gathers and then partes, one is happy and the other is sad, lying on the same couch, looking for acquaintances in dreams throughout life, and they are together for a while We will get to know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side.

Even though the scene of discovery is long. There is a kind of forbearance that actually contains a kind of strength, and there is a kind of silence that is actually a shocking confession.

Just looking back at you makes me miss you. I raise my glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, I feel confused and one year old.

Turning around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Would you like to save me in the next life? One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit.

One song and one sigh, a lifetime for one person. The fate of the world is always like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be sentimental, for love will hurt yourself.

Whoever accepts someone’s calamity becomes someone’s obsession. If you run wild in this life, I will accompany you with wine.

Who wakes up from the coma in this world? Spring silkworms spin out love threads in the air, twisting and pinching themselves. They always trick people into confusing them. What’s the use of persistence in a moment of prosperity? I try to go to the top of the mountain to see the bright moon. I open my eyes and look at the world of mortals. I am pitiful that I am the person in my eyes. The thousand strands of separation sorrow are constantly being cut, and the farewell thoughts are still confused and endless.

Ah! Just like the invisible green mountains, the green water flows endlessly! There is a desire to be a confidant, and the love is thousands of miles away, and the heart is moved; the feeling is just close, and the dream is lingering in the heart. It turns out that we have promised each other many times, but it seems like this has just passed away! The water is far away and the mountains are far away.

Love and knowledge are hard to let go of, so why not let them fly away. The most beautiful thing is the infinite meaning of gazing, as if we have met before in the past life, and the meaning of throwing red beans in the air is long, where are the people in the mountains and rivers, the chivalrous tenderness always makes me sad.

People can never see through the mirror, but they are just smoke and clouds between my fingers. The thousand years in the world are just like the sky and the flying snow, and I once had a one-night stand! ! Looking at the moon shape to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. Most of all, I stare at the infinite meaning, as if I have met each other in the previous life~~~~~~~~The meeting is the front edge, and the wind and rain are gone, drifting away. The vast world of illusion is boundless, and once you meet, you will never forget it.

Smiling when you meet the master, but if you don’t know him, what’s the problem? The tears are sour and the blood is salty, and I regret that my hands are spicy and my mouth is sweet. I only think that there is no sea of ??bitterness in the world. Gold and silver are white, but my eyes are red and my heart is black, but I don’t know that there is a blue sky above my head. If life is just like the first time we met, what happened? The autumn wind is sad, the painting fan changes easily, but the heart of an old friend changes easily. The words of Lishan are so clear that there are half tears in the night and the rain is still ringing. In the end, there is no complaint. How can I be so lucky? Thousands of miles.

Beautiful scenery and good weather, there is no sympathy for each other, no plan to pity each other! The beauty is far away, the lovesickness is painful, and the many thoughts are difficult to deal with. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, I can't bear to miss you! How should I deal with the people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, belittle me, belittle me, scold me, or lie to me? You can only tolerate him, let him, let him go, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, and ignore him. If you stay for a few more years, where will he go? Come Qianqian, the long waves are fluttering and the dreams are knotted, and I am hesitant.

Look at its silk roots on the clear stream, swimming coldly and silently. Luan mirror, blue bird next to red wine, dying, gradually forgetting Su Su's slender fingers, not knowing how to think about it.

Don’t ask where the fallen flowers will go. They will hurt if they fall, but they will be cold if they stay. Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, drifts in the wind, dances in the rain, even if we practice in the same bed, we will end up as loess in the end.

Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task.

I knew it would be difficult to fight, but I regretted not keeping him at that time. In addition to being charming and upright, he is also unique and connected to others. He can raise his eyebrows thousands of times without thinking about them for a day.

When I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo doors are filled with so much charm. Wild birds fly in, and it’s normal leisure again.

But I blame the white gull for looking at people and wanting to do it but not doing so. The old allies are all here, but the newcomers are here, why don't they say anything? Clouds rise from thousands of peaks, and sudden rains come and go in a blink of an eye.

How can the scenery create a picture when the sun sets over the trees further away? The green flag sells wine, and there is no human being on the other side of the mountain. As long as the scenery is bright, there will be nothing to do this summer. Both feet step on the waves of the world, and one shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present.

The number of articles in the world is Xiaoxiang. The number of articles in Xiaoxiang is my hometown. The number of articles in my hometown is my brother. I changed the article for my brother. Zhangtai Liu, Zhangtai Liu, are you still green in the past? Even if the long strip seems to be hanging down as before, it should be broken by other people's hands, and the talent of soaring into the clouds has never been opened in a lifetime. Where are the birds and the fallen flowers? The bamboos are dead and the tung trees are withered and the phoenixes are not coming.

A good horse has no owner, and the heart of an old friend is saddened by the death of its string. Jiuquan Mo sighs and is separated by three lights, and sends Wenxing into the night stage.

Life is a big dream. Autumn coolness comes several times in the world. The maple leaves are already singing in the corridor at night. Looking at the brows and temples, I am often worried about the lack of guests when I am drunk. The moon is bright and covered with clouds. 4. An ancient seven-character sentence

1. Gu Ying is as white as his hair

2. The brocade in the machine is about eternal regret

3. Flower branches upstairs Sleeping alone with laughter

4. Only the soul of dreams lingers

5. ***On the history of the Tang Dynasty, we are more prepared

6. Helpless, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening

7. As your clothes get wider, you will never regret it.

8. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao.

9. I plan to get drunk on the madness

10. Fortunately, I was wrong for you in this life.

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12. Just like in the past, I will grow old with you.

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14. A beautiful face sheds tears, so why blame the youth.

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16. I want to promise, and I will be crazy about it all my life.

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18. My love is with time.

It is difficult to organize and accept. Thank you. 5. What are some poems or ancient sentences with good artistic conception?

1. The long street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You pick up the light and look back. The short pavilion is short and the world of mortals is short. Rolling, I sigh again.

2. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, but only blood is left to stain the ink and cry in the grave.

3. The vast land can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain.

4. Listen to the strings break and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.

5. Whoever forgets each other will be forgotten first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

6. In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people sang in the morning and sang in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that captivated the city and the country.

7. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

8. Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die.

9. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

10. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless, reflecting the flames of troubled times.