In the world of mortals, the past is like smoke. How much sadness has sunk into the years? Prosperity is easy to fall, and we have no choice but to live in this world. How desolate are the passing years? The love is still there, but the alliance is difficult to accept. Once you linger, you will forget to return. The sound of the piano is heard, and the dream returns to the time when the heart is broken. Looking thin before the flowers, who should I miss you for? A lifetime of karma, a lifetime of love, and a lifetime of sadness. Eyes full of vicissitudes of life, fragrance sent thousands of miles away, love and hate in an instant, waking up from the dream of the mortal world. A trace of the landscape, a turn, the mountains are vast and the water is silent. Below are 35 ancient style personalized signatures that I have compiled for you. I hope it will be helpful to you.

1. No one has a good temper, they are just too lazy to pay attention to you.

2. I hate that I did not accumulate fate during my lifetime, and the ancient Buddha spent his time with green lanterns.

3. The portrait is clearly like agarwood wisps, so sad that it is difficult to paint.

4. Who can see the bright eyes and white teeth again, only the traces of tears remain in the picture.

5. Waiting for you to rule the world, I am afraid that you will have forgotten your beauty.

6. I love you so deeply and you lied to me so truly.

7. There is a certain destiny in life. Before it ends, everyone is just wishful thinking. Even if they have no choice but to do anything, the confused ones will ignore them, and the affectionate ones will just be Linfeng.

8. Time flies like the wind without realizing it, and you will grow old with every sigh.

9. When I was a boy in bright clothes and angry horses, I saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

10. Who is the taste of this place? You have burned the incense with your bare hands.

11. The end of the road is poor, only the rhyme on the paper is sad.

12. I would like to be your soul under the tree, leaving a trace of my peach blossom soul.

13. Farewell, the poem is wrong, and the jade knot is broken like tears after a while, and the poem is missing.

14. You must remember that you will never leave someone far away.

15. I spend my whole life painting my eyebrows for you, dreaming about fireworks and tearing up my clothes.

16. Three Thousand Drunken Dreams, ancient songs, warm your and my life forever.

17. Who plays the piano and strings late at night? Whose phoenix pillow is stained with tears? Who sees butterflies but closes the window? Who is sweeping the fallen leaves, secretly feeling sad? Who is sighing slightly in the corridor? Who is complaining when people are quiet? Who drank the wine while the tears were still wet? Who said that the joy is still broken? Who sheds tears first when he wants to speak? Who wants to sing that the strings of the zither are broken? Sing a love song to swallow the lovesickness, write a quiet poem to relieve the sorrow; twist a red leaf to dye all the thoughts.

18. When we meet happily, the beauty of Chan Juan fills the candle with tears. Who is happy for whom, and who is burning for whom? The years are fleeting, the moon is waxing and waning, we hold hands together and sleep on our pillows, whose family is sad and whose family is happy? Under the shade of the flowers, in front of the golden bottle, I talk nonsense in the mortal world, and there are many things to do. I am speechless and lower my eyebrows, and my soul is distracted. We meet by chance, we are tired and full of tenderness, thanking the sky, my heart is broken, my clothes are wide, and I ask about this love, how many times can I not sleep? In an instant, people dispersed, feeling deep and sad, unable to entertain themselves. I leaned against the railing and asked about the floating clouds...

19. Time flies, and dreams fall between our fingers. You are no longer a romantic young man, and I am no longer a woman who loves and hates separation. In the distant mountains and rivers, I sing my thoughts into the wind, scattered in the end of the world, and your affectionate eyes are what I will never let go of in this life. of attachment. Tonight, I pick up a wisp of red beans, cover up the fallen flowers, and bury the seeds of acacia. I use the coldness of this winter to wait for the spring warmth and flowers to bloom. I wait to face the sea. Love blooms in the world of mortals. My heart is like a lotus asking you to come. .

20. What a profound word is time? The heart is in Luoyi, and the hands are playing the piano. The encounters in the past are like the delicate blooming of lotus in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, revealing pieces of my thoughts. But now the old things are still there, and Fang Fei has not rested. But the branches in April can no longer be given the color of rouge. Some of the collected pure flowers have been picked up and picked up, and they have already withered in the process of time. Maybe the time is always in a hurry, I just wish I could have peace of mind.

21. The blue bay, the autumn moon, the wind and the moon, the thrush, the vicissitudes of the world, a sad song, it is difficult to express and sing, then I know how to understand the sadness, regret forever, and play the pipa for a while. Autumn wind elegy pillows winter tears, cold thoughts recall the face of the proud wind, hiding in the cold, laughing at night, spending the remaining wind in space.

22. The blue face is like a dream, flying all over the lonely sky.

23. Falling into the mortal dream for no reason brings about three thousand worries.

24. The moment I found out that I was living a better life without him, I really burst into tears.

25. I am like an autumn leaf, carrying a lot of weight and passing through the dream.

26. One is full of expectations, and the other falls in love at first sight.

27. I have spent my whole youth, but I can’t get out of the long dry season. I chant all the way, look back all the way, remember it endlessly, and shed tears. I turned my heart into a dewdrop, resting on the open leaves of dreams, and woke up, waiting for the morning light of the next life to quietly wake me up. So, in this life, can you allow me to let the dust settle, and return my true heart like the moon, as gentle as jade, and my clear eyes as clear as the first time I met you?

28. We want to stay with each other, but it is difficult to see each other. People are separated from each other with heartbreak; love is easy to pass away, but hate is also long-lasting. People wander in the dim light; we travel through thousands of mountains and cross thousands of rivers, and two lines of tears are shed in our thoughts. ; Spring flowers bloom, autumn leaves fall, and the lingering fragrance of the prosperous time remains; the wine is strong, the heart is also drunk, the sleeves of the shirt are dancing; thinking about the autumn water, thinking about the beloved, the world is as far away as the mandarin ducks; the love in the past life, the debt in this life, the world of mortals is a dream of reincarnation.

29. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you. All the human fireworks, joys and sorrows, will be remembered by the sun, moon and stars.

30. When autumn comes and spring comes, who will pity the wind and lotus in Quyuan?

31. All the joys and sorrows, in the end, are just for the storyteller.

32. Love and tears spread wantonly.

33. She came back, but he said he was tired. I don't want to have any feelings.

34. The silver mist is like a veil, and it is light and clear under the flowers. Ling Han wears a thin hairpin, and the beauty enters the painting. As the spring and autumn pass, I will not forget the end of the world, I am willing to be a swing, and I will bear peach blossoms...

35. Habits will make us grow. Habits will also make us grow. Habits will also make us grow.