Lead: In the dream, whose Yu Di is lingering and whose song is melodious and euphemistic? The sound of the wind is like the sound of nature on the earth. The echo drops from the running water, crosses the mountains and falls in the wind hundreds of times. The slightest tenderness is like a flower falling all over the sky. The petals float across the beauty and fall on the pillow, melting into thousands in the dream. When you listen to forget yourself, three points of water and seven points of spring scenery, and the wine is very sweet. The following are archaic sentences in the novel, welcome to read!
1, if life is just like the first time, I just want to be lovesick. Time freezes for an instant, leaving only the original appearance in the dream.
2. The clouds in the sky are hidden in the sky, asking if you will come back, leaning against the tall building, drunk and thinking.
3, looking back on past lives, this life has become attached, rolling red dust, who can follow! The so-called Iraqis, water side, hard to rely on, tears flow thousands of times! A person leans against the window, spills his face, looks around, and a person is sad! Love is hard to cut, lovesickness is hard to break, and I miss it every night! Magpie in the branches, with sadness, hopeless heart, tears spilled on the skirt! How do the years pass? Beauty is easy to get old, but how to flow? If you are interdependent, don't leave!
I don't want any afterlife, I just want you to have a good life.
5, the purple account is a finger crying, it is difficult to forget each other. Sword burial is a wound, and the mind is innocent.
6, wandering, wandering. I think of the flood in Fengtian, the rainy season and the slightly cold early autumn.
7, drunk and forget it, why bother; Pity the quiet night, the shadows are bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. On a young night, string your warm words together and fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, laying a good foundation for tonight's writing. A kind of love can only be sent in a dream, and I, like a butterfly in a dream, dance in the slender moonlight, waiting for the dawn.
8. I want to sway in the world, and I have no landing; Look at all kinds of red and purple, turning into dust.
9. Life is like a dream ring. In the story of getting old, we played a series of joys and sorrows, how many memories were destroyed and how many times passed.
10, elegance means quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
1 1, the fog cleared, I woke up, and I finally saw the truth. It was Qian Fan's silence.
12, in the dream, whose Yu Di is lingering and whose singing is melodious and tactfully? The sound of the wind is like the sound of nature on the earth. The echo drops from the running water, crosses the mountains and falls in the wind hundreds of times. The slightest tenderness is like a flower falling all over the sky. The petals float across the beauty and fall on the pillow, melting into thousands in the dream. When you listen to forget yourself, three points of water and seven points of spring scenery, and the wine is very sweet.
13, candlelight laughs at the changes of the world and turns into a light and water, which annihilates the sad sound of heartbroken. Who hates the sky, God makes people far away.
14, the last thing I want is that you don't like me when you are sober, and now you are stupid and don't love me.
15, I have worked hard for so many years, but I still don't understand you. Now, I don't need to understand and I don't want to understand.
16, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
17, the world of mortals comes and goes again and again, and the beauty is lonely.
18, I was with you several times in my dream, even though the flowers were still different.
19, the phoenix is in pairs, flying around in the misty rain and autumn wind. Now, the phoenix is gone, and the phoenix is empty.
20, Xu Xu dreams back, only loneliness, everything is vast, and dreams are desolate.
2 1, I was shocked at first sight. If I knew each other long ago, I thought about it, but I didn't want to meet again, which made my life turbulent.
22. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
23. Looking back, standing on the bridge and looking up, I only saw peach blossoms flying all over the sky.
24. It's easy to love someone, and it's easy to hate someone.
25, a cavity love and hate, a joys and sorrows, a volume of history, a vicissitudes of life.
26, illusory, vast sea of people, once met, you will never forget. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?
27, store up eternal love, crush deep red acacia.
28. The years are seamless, and life is like a dream. Only the snowflakes you brushed away are still waiting in memory, weaving eternal lingering. That once withered hope, constantly rubbing in the moonlight, is gradually ignited and swaying in the wind.
29, time is quiet, talking to you; The trickle of water is with you in the year; Prosperous, you are old.
You love me after all. I didn't lose to others, but to your throne.
3 1, a few drops of cold dew are deep in the night, and it is lonely to listen to the dripping of copper pot. The bamboo pavilion cloister is an inch away from people, and the string moon reflects the cold Xiao Du.
32. Why can you still see your face when the wind and sand are full of soaked eyes?
Whisper a love story and write a picture of love. Open a love flower and cover a blue tile. * * * Drink a cup of green tea and grind a bowl of green sand. Roll up the veil and look at the crescent moon in the sky. Love is like blue and white ink, why not be afraid for a while.
34, long street, countless fireworks, you look back, short pavilion short, red dust rolling, I sigh Xiao again.
35. When I went to Qiu Lai in the spring, the flowers fell and everyone died.
36. It is because of understanding that it is ruthless.
37. The fate of meeting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting.
38, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, sadness is circulating, but it can't hide the mottled fleeting time.
40. How many farewells will it take to light the flame of the phoenix tree branches? How many 500 years have I walked in the world?
4 1, a mountain, can't be separated from acacia, a horizon, can't be silent, I miss you with my life, drink that bowl of Mengpo soup alone, bury myself between the mountains and the bones, listen to the trickle, and the breeze dances with the fallen flowers! Listening to the wind, I can't finish reading the thoughts of my life, and running water can't finish reading my love in the world.
42. A person leaned against the bar, cold and clear. The heart remains the same, tears are on the sleeves. Do you know Iraq in the distance?
43. In the dream, passers-by laughed at the cloister, and the autumn colors faded away. The world is short and the world is long.
44. On a cold night, when the smoke is hot, he looks at the lights again. Shiqiao is a stranger and no one has seen her.
45. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.
46. Women near the water are singing on the Qinhuai River. Under the red plaid and blue window grilles, chiffon and rouge skirts are graceful in the world of singing and dancing. This is the same as drunken beauty in the south of the Yangtze River.
47. Signs of ups and downs of life and the rush of the world naturally appear before us. Turning around silently, distant mountains and flowing water, red dust and diaries, mottled and memories all cover up the dust fate of more people in the ink-like picture scroll.
48, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?
There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite.
50. Over the years, things have changed rapidly.
5 1, the past sighs, I can't find Fang Qiu in my dream, and I suddenly look back on the Millennium.
52. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers and people come and go.
53, the madness of words, the madness of the road, only the dream of spring does not return, leaving a where will you go's joys and sorrows, embers hanging, smoke flying everywhere.
54. Look at the clouds rolling under the cliff, the wind is rustling on the cliff, and the pear blossoms are still falling as they were then.
55, wind erosion in one thousand, the altar finally see; Flying feathers and flowing clouds, covered with sand between your fingers.
56. I left you this time. It's wind, it's rain, it's night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
57. I'd rather we never cared about each other. I hope we never forget each other.
58. Flowers bloom with five leaves in spring, and snow embraces Zen machines and cold mountains. Ask heaven, what color strikes my heartstrings?
59. How many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.
This is my world of mortals. In an instant, the flowers bloom and the snow is in chaos. I can hold every killing knife, but I can't hold a tear from my heart.
6 1, there is a loquat tree in the yard, which was planted in my wife's hand when she died. Now it is as elegant as the cover.
62. The phoenix flowers in full bloom in the courtyard, like him, can't hide their brilliance. Time travel is hoarse, the fan blocks the wind and sand, and the drizzle outside the window stretches a little cinnabar in the turn.
I know everyone's ending, but I don't know mine.
64. Love is lonely, life is short, and loneliness worries America. How can the vows of past lives stand the test of time and slowly flow to desolation? If I stand by the pond and look at the lotus, how can I see loneliness and sadness from that elegant charm? Just like I can't see through the sadness hidden in the hearts of the world.
65. Drunk knows the wine is strong, awake knows the dream is empty, and it turns out that it is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither.
66. All the joys and sorrows are finally handed over to the storyteller.
67. At that moment, all the flowers fell and you resigned. At that moment, Shao Hua was nowhere to be found. At that moment, the lonely shadow wet the clothes with tears.
68. LAM Raymond, song month, Qionghu, the first floor of Long song. Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine. Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.
69, snuff injury, landing into ashes, home, green hills and clouds. The shadows are in pairs, but it's a pity that the two places have been exhausted and they are buried alone.
70. Who will accompany me back to the battlefield to unload my armor, who will accompany me to the end of the world, and who will bear my life?
7 1, depending on the situation, get more freedom, Mount Li is a bonfire. I only know how to smile and pour people into the country, but I don't think Chen Hu is full of jade.
72. After parting, I dreamed several times, holding hands without tears.
73. The long streets are full of fireworks. You look back at the red dust in the short pavilion. I sigh Xiao again.
74. He was drunk, and Peach Blossom flew to Xi, secretly scribbling on your face.
75, want to be together, it is difficult to look at each other, heartbreaking; Love is fleeting, but hate is long and the lights are dim. Traveling in Qian Shan, wading through thousands of waters, missing tears on the road; The wine is strong, the heart is drunk, and the shirt is lightly sleeved; Thinking of autumn water, thinking of Iraqis, close at hand, close to Yuanyang; The love of past lives, the debt of this life, the dream of reincarnation of the world of mortals.
76, a song of autumn moon frost, a wisp of sorrow floating. Listen carefully, maple leaves fall all over the sky, and the beauty of bleak autumn moon has a different feeling. ...
77, swaying a song, Lingxiao flowers fall and float. Watching fireworks is like a dream. It's already water.
78. I am young, and so am I.
79. Although it is deep, it is shallow, and there is no regret for lovesickness.
80. Caring about the charm of Qingyuan is an unreachable sadness, such as the lonely moon in Wei Yun, which can only be seen from the horizon.
8 1, remember, I didn't go either.
82. Love is stronger, the edge is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the cold sleeves help the sick.
83. It is true and easy to criticize. Green front is soft, it is difficult to keep a few friends.
84. Buddha said: the world of mortals is ten feet, but it is trapped by all beings. Kindness is small, but it allows me to be merciful. A love word is like a fire burning on ice. If the fire is big, the ice will melt, and if the ice melts, the fire will go out. Therefore, the Buddha said, you can't say.
85, illusory, once met, you will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?
86. impermanence is constant, ignorance is fearless.
87. Who is looking for the face in the memory of past lives in the broken stormy world?
88. May the flowers bloom for a moment and the trees bloom. Today, youth is still young, but it has passed away.
89. Time and space are boundless. Don't forget when you meet your husband.
90. Just because I think you look back, I miss your morning and evening.
9 1, golden times, a broken string, cherish the fleeting time, have you met Tianya Road and traveled all over the world?
92. Who turned the burnt-out elegance into a flower on the other side?
93. At that moment, I traveled all over the ancient garden, picking fragrant flowers and smiling grass, adding new makeup. Qingfeng invited Wen to talk about pen pals, wrote thousands of poems, played chess and calligraphy, drank thousands of pots and watched the drunken sunset. My road twists and turns, through a sheltered depression, cutting love red, cutting green, singing and dancing, quiet and moving.
94. Look at how many vicissitudes there are beside the fallen flowers and scattered water. Wandering alone, confused, looking back.
95. Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There is nothing, so where is the dust?
96. In the past Wuyi Lane, the moon was empty and the osmanthus trees in the north wall were full of fire.
97. In the reincarnation of your turn, I am beyond redemption.
98. It has nothing to do with romance. Time is like water and the world is full of dust.
99. At both ends of life, we stand on each other's shores.
100, life is like a thorn in the back, the heart does not move, people do not move, and it does not hurt; If the heart moves, if people move wildly, it hurts the body and bones, so they realize all kinds of pains in the world.
10 1. Knock the chess pieces and let them fall into the snuff. Silent night, silent heart, no branches and no vines; Take a break for half a day, release the haste, moisten the lyrics and relax the peace of mind for half a life. How many footnotes did a spare word make!
102, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
103, because I love you, I lost from the beginning.
104, the guzheng is sweet and the guqin is sweet. Guzheng is like Hua Dan, and guqin is like Tsing Yi.
105, withering is real, blooming is just the past.
106, Fenghua pen and ink, backyard dust. Then the sky is cloudy, not wandering. Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains have also been Penglai for forty years. Moss is stained with frost, and the mirror is full of color.
107, falling in love with the country, and for whom did you overthrow the world?
108, sleeping hand in hand, from now on; Heaven and earth, blue sky and yellow earth.
109, from love, you are worried, from love, you are afraid. Without a lover, there is no worry and no fear.
1 10 months ago, fireflies were flying all over the sky. Whose bride was there?
1 1 1. Passing through autumn, peach blossoms are burning, and women's dresses are on both sides of the river. I think of you again.
1 12, I am waiting for such a person. He gently held my hand, watched the spring go to Qiu Lai, accompanied me to cook wine, and accompanied me to cook a pot of red beans slowly. He looked at my face after the green tea rose, and I saw that his hair was dyed by the years. For thousands of years, I was just waiting for such a person, neither too early nor too late.
1 13, but it's a pity that Dongfeng is both grateful for hate and idle flowers.
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