There are many touching sentences in ancient novels. Here are some of the things I have sorted out. Welcome to reading.

1 at that time, you were a butterfly, I was a fallen flower, my heart was broken, and butterfly wings were all over the world. At that time, you were a star, I was a crescent moon, and the shadow was wrong. At that time, you were a singer, I was a pipa, a singer in troubled times, a passionate world, golden horses, flowers hidden in a mirror, and brilliant moments, which were passed down from generation to generation. Don't ask nobles, don't care about glitz, 3 thousand fahua, care about life. "The afterlife, beyond me, can I make a wish? 》

Sad voices, sad songs. Don't sigh, step by step. The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the flowers are heartbroken. There is only one helplessness, and lovesickness condenses into frost. No matter how dim the lights are, heartless people hurt others, and affectionate people hurt themselves. Beauty falls in love by mistake, listening to the snow one after another, passing strangers, and crying like rain. Dongting sunset, watch the sunset.

3 "At that time, I was young and thin, riding on an inclined bridge, full of red sleeves and breeze-Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man."

I look at your eyebrows, and your face hangs like a lotus flower. I said, Acacia is an ink painting. I started walking by Xizi Lake, and your eyebrows are as gentle as jade. I said, lovesickness is endless. I walked with an umbrella in the old lane in the south of the Yangtze River, and your dress was as hazy as fog. I said, Acacia is a lingering drizzle. I touch the piano and wander around the land of smoke and willow, and your side face is as beautiful as flowers. I said, Acacia is a sad and affectionate song. I fight with halberds, and your songs are as ethereal as the moon. I said, Acacia is a deserted and cold empty city. I counted a few delicate red beans, and your figure is as slim as a willow. I said, Acacia is a sad love poem.

At that time, I was a white lotus before Buddha. I have been simple and elegant all my life and devoted myself to Buddhism. When I meet you, I would like to sleep in the icy lake I hit and dream for thousands of years. At that time, I was a faded robe. My life is very easy, and I am dedicated to serving the Buddha. When I met you, I willingly deviated from the barrier I hit, and my clothes were torn. At that time, I was a dull wooden fish. I have learned the scriptures all my life and asked Buddha with all my heart. When I meet you, I am willing to jump into the fire of my life and burn it to ashes. At that time, I was a bodhi in the courtyard, and I was fruitless all my life, waiting for the Buddha wholeheartedly. When I meet you, I am willing to bear the hardships of my life and be lonely when I am old. At that time, I was a alms bowl, which I missed all my life and devoted myself to worshipping Buddha. When I meet you, I am willing to surrender to the end of fate. At that time, I was Zhang Xi and he accompanied me. I have practiced Zen all my life and devoted myself to protecting Buddha. When I meet you, I am willing to give up the wisdom of life and drift from place to place.

Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

7 A foreign city, a stranger, a stranger, a city with two rings of acacia, Sanqiu disappeared and the world of mortals was buried. ...

On a sunny night, flowers are in full bloom and trees are rustling in front of the courtyard. You cut clothes under the lamp to cover the sun. When I remember, the flowers are full of branches and the rain is full-the fox stays away from the "River Map Collection"

Old love makes wine for me, and I will lead a drunken life without worrying.

10 There are 3,000 floating masks. Who will share Long song with me? -Mo Miao's Crossing the River

1 1 listen to the string and break the infatuation; Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flowers are pitiful, who will fall at the fingertips!

12 whose face will be remembered for a lifetime, as beautiful as flowers and as beautiful as jade, like water! But life is like the first time. Burning incense in my last life, but I passed you by and missed the passion of my life. Looking for you from now on, sleepless! In this world, you are stubborn and your face reappears, but it is not what it used to be. In a trance, who messed up the floating life?

13 if there is a beam of light that can be stolen from the sky, I will steal it and make him a crown belt. -Shu Haicang gave birth to "Zhao Xi Old Grass"

14 The other side of the forgotten river is open, and the bridge of Naihe River is dusty. Forget Sichuan, forget Sichuan, look at * * *, but why are you laughing?

15 QIA Fenghua is just singing a young ballad. The boat rolled down a river in white and made a cup with a smile at the starlight. May it last forever. Who will be here today next year? Philip Burkart Road —— The finale "Flowers bloom early on the river map"

16 Ben Gongzi, don't ask Liu, you are handsome and will be a pillar of the country in the future. I don't know where you live and how many rooms you have built.

17 I thought I was riding a big horse and watching the emperor's songs and flowers. All my troubles were empty, and I was stupid when I turned over. Now start all over again, wholeheartedly, but can't tell the truth from the truth. However, it snows heavily today. -"The True Color of the Female Emperor"

65438+ Sauvignon Blanc, anti-bronze sweeping rouge, short meeting, anti-dice making reality. If the music is shallow

Do you know that 19 is all flowers, incense and flowers? Dark fragrance and empty sleeves. Love is as old as ever, people are as old as ever, lovers are as thin as old people, and tired birds return.

The vast land is broken with a sword, where there is prosperity, there is singing. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. -Ding Xiao's "Zhu Xian"

2 1 Find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden house, pave a bluestone path, and feel at ease with you in the morning bell and dusk drum.

One day, in the twilight of you and me, in front of the court, we looked at the fallen flowers and said with a smile that we had a fleeting time. Tonight, I slept for a hundred years and passed by, only to know that I had already seen it all.

In this life, I have no regrets to enter Xiufang, and a song moves in all directions. -seven show's "Chivalrous Love III"

Shielding the demon, holding an umbrella, gracefully crossing the blue and white flowers, looking at the beautiful scenery of Daise Jiangshan, painting it on ink paper, relaxing the rivers and lakes, cooking wine, and enjoying leisure. Who cares about the feud between people? There are joys and sorrows in the world. Accompanied by peaches and plums, the moon smiles. I hope to find out the cause and effect together with the medical care. On one occasion, I played the flute, held a beautiful woman and vowed.

If you want to dominate the Jianghu, I will use it as a shield to protect your sword. Even if I give up my carefree life, I will not regret it. If you want to write a book with a wooden pen, I will grind a peach blossom to make you smile. Even if the glory has finally faded, I will not regret it. If you want to be naive forever, I will.

Treat each other gently and keep you safe all your life, even after all kinds of hardships, you will not regret it. If you want to play the piano, I will write songs at leisure and listen to your fairy voice. Even if I persist unnecessarily, I won't regret it. If you want to subvert the world, I will be bloodied and let you overlook the mountains and rivers. Even if I fight alone, I will not regret it. If you want to travel around the world, I will be in Wen Ya, dressed in plain clothes, with you forever. Even if things change suddenly, I will not regret it. If you want to reverse your destiny, I will sacrifice my blood to the altar to help you regenerate. Even if I overturn the principle of heaven and earth, I won't regret it.

27 v. lead China: fireworks are easy to disappear in the cold and cheerless, and the song is scattered and gaunt. Complain for the second time: this time, the duckweed drifted away and the rivers and lakes were lonely. Three complaints: I don't lament that children are deeply provoked, but I respect all heroes in the world. Four complaints: blood-stained Jiangshan laughs, who is old after a hundred years of bones? V. v.: Tonight is like a dream. He didn't expect to wake up for the Ming Dynasty. Six complaints: painting the world of mortals is easy, inviting trouble. Seven complaints: as time goes by, there are few streamers. How can flowers be enchanting? Eight complaints: There is a river bridge next to Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po advised the world to be small. Nine complaints: the world is free and unfettered, and the Millennium is empty. Ten complaints: raise a glass, forget the Chinese New Year friendship, and turn around and walk away from Pepsi.

28. Worry about dust before burial, worry about strength before burial, and worry about strength before burial.

Do you know that linglong dice Anhoudou loves you deeply? -Rong Yuan-Tang Qi's "Hua Xu Yin"

I was disappointed for a long time, so I stopped expecting until I was desperate. -Yu Zi Xinhua "Wonderful Hands"

Selected 1 Sleepless night, dreaming of the bright moon, Iraqis cherish the fate with tears, miss the long sleeves and floating dust in the past, bring wine back to the oiled paper umbrella, butterfly dance in the rain, picturesque birds' wings, beautiful women dancing, rustling flute, broken bridge, not only the west building, raising a glass to invite songs, and who are drunk with a cup of carved flowers, complaining that they have left a lover, but have missed their years.

Looking at Qianshan, what do you miss? On the whole, what's it to you when the rivers and lakes meet with water knives? In the end, Liang Fa shaves quietly, and you are safe. Vertical and blue lights are beating on the walls of the ancient temple, but you are still the same.

In the middle of the night, shallow people are lonely but sad; The most unforgettable thing is the death of a beautiful woman, so leave a glass for yourself to get drunk …

May the flowers bloom in an instant, and the trees will be in full bloom —— Also on Gu Kai's Dream in Youth.

50 years of life and death are two boundless, no thoughts, unforgettable, lonely graves thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about desolation. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

6 love is like a blue flower, and He Wei blooms in an instant. -"Alternative" by scholar Yi Ze

The wind and rain have wiped out the red walls and green tiles, leaving behind the yellow flowers of tomorrow. The expression of warmth in Chinese characters is passed down from generation to generation. Ups and downs, honor and disgrace have mottled cheeks. After thousands of years, the soil that lead China has been sticking to has been washed under your feet until death. Answer-Huan Ji's "The picture of the river is a dragon"

Flowers bloom in spring, flowers fall in autumn, and the years have long forgotten. At the end of the song, the flowers hung their heads, leaving the old man's old face empty. -"Alternative" by scholar Yi Ze

He said, his name is Hetu. So, I poured the world for him. He said that his name is Xiaoqu. So, I lost the peach blossom for him. He said, his name is Diao Er. So I lost my youth for him. He said his name was Han Mu. So, I made him a white ink. He said, his name is old demon. So I leaned on the pipa for him. It says, this is called antique. So, I fell for it all over the country. -Nalan pale ink

10 Many, many years later, Wu Xie was able to talk and laugh before, but then he was ruthless; Jay Chen Yu walked up and down in front of the wardrobe. He always took a yellow costume and burned it under the Haitang tree in the quadrangle. Wang Pangzi laughed heartily on the wine table with a big belly, but cried bitterly at the photos of clouds in the bedroom; The young man with a knife on his back suddenly looked back in the boundless sea of clouds and haze, only to find nothing around him. -Sunny sells Meng's "Sina Weibo"

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