The wind plays the jade tree playing the pipa, and the fallen heroes know the flowers when they smell the fragrance. Outside the small window, there are flowers blooming and their beauty returns. Don't say that the sleeves of rolled scrolls are white, but the spring breeze in one hand touches the charm. Three or five strokes, six or seven sentences, thousands of expressions. The hair is dark and light green with a cloud-cut hair on the temples, and the smile is not as beautiful as the white clouds. The cup is endless, the words are endless, and the cup is filled with joy. The clear light is draped on the slanting table and I drink from the frost table. I have been dreaming about it for ten years. The jade is as good as ever, the sash is as old as before, and people can be there.

A thousand years of fame will bury you in one lifetime. The exquisite country is ridiculous but has no king's destiny.

Turning around and looking back, there is no dim light, only the lonely back.

The king's song is bathed in the moon, and the concubine's dance is soaked in the sun. Without singing and dancing, I sigh in vain, but I can only look at the sun and moon in Chang'an.

But there is something missing, the night of lovesickness. A promise made in the old days, determined in this life. Ten miles long street, the wind is timid. Snow is falling all over the sky, who are you saying goodbye to?

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 is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.

The feelings of the past are brewed into wine so that I can be drunk and free of worries for the rest of my life.

You have to be crazy once in your life, whether it is for a person, a relationship, a journey, or a dream.

Flowers bloom at one thought, and flowers fall at the same time. In this long and far-reaching world, you have to go on by yourself after all.

Under the quiet and peaceful moonlight, the sweet-scented osmanthus smells far away. However, quietly staring at the simple and unpretentious osmanthus tree, it has no reason to attract attention. Will we think of us? Where are your parents?

There is no destiny of misfortune, only persistence that refuses to let go.

Memory is like burned film, covered in dust and scratches. After closing his eyes, he gradually collaged the long-forgotten scrolls.

Put your drunken tomorrow on Pandora's strings, and spend the rest of your life falsely singing about heaven and earth.

The years ruin youth year after year.

The faint sound of the piano and the fragrance of falling flowers. While I was pondering, your voice came on the wind: flowers bloom for a season and stay together for a lifetime. It's just this life, but why, why didn't I meet you earlier? Suddenly speechless, I saw some pale words gathering together, but then dispersed indifferently in helplessness. Tears soaked the beauty and wet the spring clothes.

But I suddenly felt that the long time seemed to be just a moment when I looked back, and the world changed.

Youth is a season full of vitality. Even if we lose the wings of angels, as long as we still have a young heart, our lives can still be as bright as the sun!

Since you left, I have lost my smile. Waiting, in this spring season, listen to the migratory birds returning south and watch the blooming spring flowers. The road is long, but I still cannot see the blue in my heart. The endless sky is covered with gray, desolating all the expectations and prayers in my heart!

It’s another lingering rainy night, and I can’t sleep while leaning against the window. My dear, how can I express my longing for you so much? When everything quietly goes away, do you know that I am still waiting and never give up the courage to love you. Thousands of rivers and mountains, high mountains and long rivers, but my thoughts are composed into a beautiful melody, composed in dreams. In the dream, there is your vague figure, so lonely, so proud, absolutely blooming, on the other side of life.

In life, the remaining beauty gradually disappears. I want to hold on to everything in the past, but I find that the tighter I hold, the faster I go. I am lost in tears at the corner of the years, turning left and right, my mind has been dizzy.

Drinking wine alone, a bottle of drunken life and dreams can't compete with the lingering thoughts. The lonely fragrance admires itself, the whole place is desolate, the night is still young, and it is dark and melancholy. The past is Langyuan Jiehua, the words are lingering and weak, and cannot be thrown away, and the blooming peach blossoms are scars.

The mountain is so high that I don’t know the north, south, east, or west. The left is also west, and the right is also west. Looking back at Chang’an, I shed tears.

Tea smoke curls into the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. I stop my eyes and sing my heartfelt song to you. After three years of separation, we will eventually meet again.

The beauty of the country is supported by softness, and the elegance of the people is unparalleled.

A wonderful pen cannot be written on a piece of paper, and a pale oath cannot withstand the forgetfulness of time.

I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to the flowers and the night sing all the nightmares, all the prosperity, all the memories. Beautiful literary and ancient sentences

Beautiful literary and ancient sentences 1

1. Since ancient times, those who are infatuated will eventually be hurt by love, and the strands of love will eventually become all the shackles that bind life forward.

2. 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.

3. In the midst of wandering around, I write down my true feelings and my youth. In the end, I part ways with my work and lament alone.

4. My heart belongs to someone, but I am filled with sorrow.

5. There is a tiger in your heart, and you smell the rose carefully. After the feast, there were tears.

6. The heart is slightly moved, but the love is far away, things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.

7. The fog cleared and I woke up from the dream. I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.

8. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely.

9. I heard the sound of flowers blooming. The wind blew the flowers and they fell. When I turned around, all their youth was buried. The petals that fell on the ground hurt again and again. The light rain and mist reflected the full breasts. There were fragile tears on his haggard and haggard face.

10. Who brushed away the melancholy with a raised hand, and the tears embedded in the painful memory.

11. Life is like the annual rings of a dream, interpreting the joys and sorrows in the story of aging. How many memories have been destroyed and how much time has faded away.

12. Voiceless sounds and broken dreams are ultimately fate, and separation becomes the final chord.

13. Those youths that have fallen into the fleeting years, unable to capture the sorrow of memory, are crushed to pieces in the middle of the night and are filled with light sorrow. They want to pick up those long-fermented past events and keep them forever, but they also want to cover them up. The loneliness of living in the night turns into the melancholy of the moonlight.

14. The farewell bell is about to ring, and all the broken thoughts rush into the heart, no longer surging, no longer melancholy, and the sadness repeats under all the music.

15. Look, the heartbreak of falling flowers, listen, the traces of time.

16. The long-lost memories are pushed away in waves, and all the brightness and sadness are lost to the end of the world in a beautiful smile.

17. Leaning alone on the gate at night, looking at the distant shore, the lingering dreams are silent, falling like snow in my heart, and the lingering light is full of decay

18. Shake off A dusty memory of the past, the heart-wrenching scene of people leaving and falling flowers, and the thoughts that turn over thousands of times are also accompanied by a song of eternal desolation at this moment.

19. The sound of the flute outside the window stirs up deep sorrow, my mind is in a trance, and my eyes are full of sorrow. The candle shadow is shaking red, and where I stare, the beautiful shadow that is gradually moving away is no longer in my dream.

20. Sadness flows, but it cannot cover up the mottled years.

21. Turn the fading thoughts into songs, and sing lightly about the smoke and clouds of the past, lingering and lingering into thin sadness, lingering at the ferry of the fleeting years, spreading the endless silence.

Beautiful literary and ancient sentences 2

1. I am young, and my youth is spent. I always wonder if my memory lives on that end of the long street, and my annual rings die on this end of the long street. Whoever forgets me first, the Qingguo is the motherland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

2. Black birds flew across the sky. I'm standing in the city. Watch as time burns to ashes. There was a swishing sound.

3. Life can be full of joy, and death without regrets. Who burns the smoke away and scatters the ties of vertical and horizontal.

4. Absolute love turns into pain; extreme love turns into sorrow.

5. Once the world is completely silent, I don’t know whether it is sad or sad. Who caused the string to break in the end, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance.

6. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, but only the blood stained with ink and the fragrance of ink are left to cry in the graves.

7. Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side. Even though the scene of discovery is long.

8. There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.

9. There is no sadness in this season when you leave. Only the endless longing is spreading wildly. Have you always been like this, quietly, staring at the sunset and the sorrow of being homeless?

10. Build up the eternal love and crush the deep lovesickness. The snow falls lightly, melting bit by bit. Looking into the distance, there is a trace of heartache. Use my three lives of fireworks to exchange for your lifetime of confusion.

11. The river is lonely, with dark green on both sides, and your figure is standing everywhere. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

12. 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.

13. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song.

14. The long summer passes. The early autumn quietly sets foot in the mountains and fields.

15. In a trance, time stands still and the years are quiet. Just like ten years ago.

16. The years have exhausted the prosperity, and the blood has stained the armor. Who can rule the world for you? The reason why peach blossoms are lonely is because they grow for those who are moved by love; they bloom for those who are sad. . Listen to the strings break, 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.

17. The phoenixes pair up, flying back and forth in the misty autumn. But now, the phoenix has gone, and the phoenix remains empty.

18. The charm of melancholy and clear distance is the sadness that is far away and cannot be touched, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky. The street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you turn on the light to look back, the pavilion is short, the world is rolling, I sigh again.

19. In a trance, in a daze. I think of the sinking water in Fengtian, the rainy season, and the slightly cold early autumn.

20. Looking at the sky full of cherry blossoms, sadness is flowing, but it cannot hide the mottled passing years.

Three beautiful and ancient sentences of literature and art

1. The still water runs deep, and the Sheng sings; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

2. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.

3. Life can be full of joy, and death without regrets.

4. Build up the eternal love and crush the deep lovesickness.

5. The river is lonely, with dark green on both sides, and your figure is standing everywhere.

6. The aura of melancholy and clear distance is a distant and untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky.

7. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people around. It's hard to describe how lonely it is.

8. All kinds of stories are nothing more than love hurts; when people pass by the water, the bright moon is like frost.

9. Use my three lives of fireworks to exchange your confusion for the rest of your life.

10. I am young and my time is wasted.

11. The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the light to look back.

12. The short pavilion is short and the world is shattered. I sigh again.

13. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance and confusion

14. How many beauties were haggard, how many lovesickness was broken, only the blood stained with ink and the fragrance of ink was left to cry on the grave.

15. 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.

16. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will be reincarnated for your smile.

17. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song.

18. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.

19. Listen to the broken string and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.

20. There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches. I am happy but you don’t know it. Romantic and beautiful literary sentences

1. Through the lace windows and vines, I isolate myself from the world. My understanding, tranquility, and heart are finally trapped in the west wind. I want to stop talking. .

2. The lingering poetic feeling is painted in the palm of the hand; half of it is bright, hanging between the eyebrows; half of it is sad, hidden in the heart. In the hands, in the eyebrows, in the heart, from the outside to the inside, create a real me without impurities.

3. If waiting can bring about a miracle, I would rather wait, even for a year, or for a lifetime!

4. Walking together is fate, walking together is happiness.

5. So I understand, so I leave, so I no longer love for the sake of love.

6. As long as you remember me, I don’t mind if the whole world forgets me.

7. You cannot be friends after a breakup because you have hurt each other. You cannot be an enemy. Because we loved each other deeply, we became the most familiar strangers.

8. The person you don’t love is me, but the person I love is you.

9. I used to think you understood, but when I saw you kissing other people’s faces, I realized how completely wrong I was.

10. I cried on the way home, and my tears broke down again. There is nothing I can do to walk like this, and I no longer dare to be proud and ask for extravagant things. What else can I say, what else can I do? I really hope you will hear me, because I let you go because I love you.

11. The feelings that have been peeled off from the bottom of my heart by you are so painful that I don’t know how to let go.

12. From the moment you left, I realized that no one could be more important to me than you.

13. Time takes away everything. Over the years, your name, appearance, personality, and destiny will be changed.

14. Time is life. Wasting other people’s time for no reason is actually tantamount to seeking wealth and killing.

15. Love loses to distance, and distance loses to time. The so-called forever means that there is no end.

16. At the end of the world, the grass is miserable, but above the clouds, the glow remains the same. A stroke of comfort, a beautiful woman without worries. The colorful clothes are flowing, and the water is lingering. Plain clouds lightly cover the moon, old branches and new sprouts are the shadows of the palace's past. After reading it a few times, there is no title, no title, but I have already entered the realm of books!

17. The sky is getting darker and the air has become colder, but it cannot cool down the feelings of lovesickness. The deep-rooted lovesickness gradually fades with the night. If life is hopeless, why is death so difficult? But if I die, who else will love you as much as I do?

18. In the years, quietly hold the rainy season, drink a cup of light tea, quietly read a distant ancient scroll, and get drunk alone.

19. I asked you, do you know that half of my paper is full of deep hatred, and the dust-covered door in my heart is wandering on the edge of love and pain.

20. My dreams linger in the Jiangnan water town with light ink and light rhyme. My love is left in the drizzle of Jiangnan rain alleys. The streets with apricot blossoms and misty rain are filled with the fragrance of a curtain of rain. , hold an oil-paper umbrella, set out from the wind and rain of the Tang Dynasty, and gently, gently walk into my paradise with thousands of twists and turns.

21. Pretending not to want something because you can’t get it.

22. I can’t make anyone feel sorry for me. I can only learn to be cruel by myself.

23. If you don’t try, you will never know what will happen next second.

24. The greatest tragedy in life is that beauties grow old and heroes go bald.

25. I believe this world will always be beautiful.

26. Tears are transparent that’s why you can’t see them.

27. This winter gave me no surprises...

28. Being afraid of being alone has become a habit, so I walked calmly in the sea of ??people.

29. The stories that make me hysterical are always other people’s stories in movies.

30. "Finally you opened your mouth to tell me how gentle she is"

31. At this moment, I finally saw clearly the single-plank bridge on the cliff. At the foot of it was the doomed place. But I felt like I was in a trance. Heaven.

32. The fairy tale is over, and forgetting is happiness.

33. I forgot which day of which year, which month, which wall I carved a face on, a smiling face staring at me sadly. We smiled and said, we stayed in The original place of time has actually been swept away silently by the torrent.

34. Everything about the roses he gave her was beyond beautiful.

35. If I can't hold an umbrella for you one day, then I will accompany you in the rain

36. We have no reason to forget the past, but we can not think about it.

37. When I can get rid of my schoolbag and lift my suitcase, I will be the first to run to you and you will accept me.

38. I love you not only because of how you look, but also because of how I look when I am with you.

39. You are the wind that my expectations and contradictory dreams catch but cannot embrace, the wine that I want to drink but am afraid of getting drunk.

40. When the windows are closed for a long time, the sunlight suddenly shines in instead of being warm but dazzling.

Selection of romantic and beautiful literary sentences

1. I love you, which is 100% love, and there is no extra 0.01% to deceive you.

2. I am waiting for the love that will last my whole life with you, but in exchange for your breakup, I guess

3. People always want freedom when they have it, and they want freedom when they are free. have.

4. My crush changed his hairstyle yesterday, and I suddenly felt like I had a change of heart.

5. The sky seemed unable to bear so many heavy raindrops, and they all hit the ground heavily.

6. The road blown by the wind is still far away. Where is your story?

7. The fact that I look at the direction you are coming from with a smile does not mean that I am happy. Sleepless nights, the fragrance of orchid, is the tenderness towards the shadow like water.

8. The drizzle washes away the emotional sound, steps on the tiny footsteps, and dyes the time into transparent water in the cool autumn wind, washing away the fatigue and the dust along the way. , the long-term expectation has taken root in people's calm hearts, waiting for the next sunny day

9. The spring flowers on the slender road are as colorful as brocade, and the new branches of green willows are as graceful as Ting. The peach blossoms in Luoyang are spread for ten miles, and they are as distant as rouge snow. The green mountain road is hidden, and the river is far away. I can't see the Luzhou Yuexia Bridge. The wind blows the harp and the sound of the harp is about to stop. I can only tell that the years are passing by, and the prosperity is like a shuttle.

10. A pool of tenderness, a touch of fragrance, and the flowers outside the bridge are the story of growing old. The blushing cheeks are lonely and crimson in the legend of flower rain in March. Beautiful literary and ancient sentences

1. As pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.

2. There is no such thing as an earthly connection, it is easy to cut off, the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook.

3. Looking at the sun and moon, I think about it. The clouds of the road are far away, can Yi Yun come?

4. Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth, and I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears.

5. Walking alone to the end of the sea and the end of the world, there is no way to return, and your face is covered with frost.

6. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It is difficult to convey this feeling of melancholy.

7. How many leisure and sorrows are there? A Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and the plums are yellow and rainy.

8. Holding the melancholy thoughts, leaning alone and looking into the distance, I have been searching for the lost trace for seven years. I am full of affection and longing, and my heart is broken in missing you.

9. Thinking only dreams come and go, let alone fear, Jiang will stop you.

10. A thousand years of fame will bury you in one lifetime. The exquisite country is ridiculous but has no king's destiny.

11. The small building is empty with blue clouds and red rain, and the spring light has reached the point of ecstasy.

12. Looking back, the bright moon is just too late to worry about, sending the flow.

13. We have a broad agreement between life and death. Talk to your son, hold your hand, and grow old together with your son.

14. The shadow of the moon is as bright as the day, and the silver frost is vast; we meet at the Magpie Bridge on Chinese Valentine's Day, full of love. The fairy flowers are clustered together, and the beautiful scenery blends together; the fairy magpies gather on the overpass, so you can live happily!

15. Live life to the fullest, and die without regrets.

16. The clear water is vast and the clouds are vast, and the beauty is heartbroken.

17. A life-and-death contract, a happy relationship with your son.

18. I hate Canhui, but I don’t know how to remember you.

19. Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. Take the time to look back lazily in the bush, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

20. In the past, there were tall 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.

21. It’s time to wake up, keep your eyes open, and enjoy the spring.

22. It seems that these stars are not like last night, for whom the wind and dew set up the midnight.

23. The melancholy jade flute urges you to say goodbye, and the orchid blossoms are not a sad thing.

24. Like each other, there are hundreds of flowers. When spring comes to Shifang, it turns into ashes.

25. The majesty of the moonlight, the spirit of the music, everything is just an illusion, fleeting. This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain, and the night; you smiled, I waved my hand, A lonely road spreads to both ends.

26. On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day; the moon was on the willow branches, and people were gathering after dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and the lights are still the same; without seeing the people from last year, the sleeves of spring shirts are wet with tears.

27. From now on, there is a new sorrow in the gaze.

28. A branch of dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.

29. In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and in the earth, I wish to be a twig; the heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever!

30. The tall building with red sleeves is striving to return home. .

31. Is it reality that abandons fantasy, or fantasy that recalls reality.

32. Dreams are hard to come true, and hate is hard to put down. If you don't know the truth, people won't like to hear it. The empty steps will drip to the light.

33. In fact, life is very simple. Put happiness in your heart, and your heart will be filled with happiness. Put happiness in your eyes, and your eyes will be filled with happiness.

34. After passing through the years, I dream about watching the fireworks blooming by the Qushui River and the full moon.

35. I miss my hometown so much, why should I leave it somewhere else?

36. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing and neglected in the Qingqiu Festival. Where can I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who should I tell them?

37. If life is just as ordinary as when we first met.

38. I am young and my time is spent. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people around. It's hard to describe how lonely it is.

39. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.

40. As soon as the golden phoenix and the jade dew meet, they will win over countless people in the world. If the two love lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night!

41. The chilling cicada is sad, facing the Changting Pavilion. In the evening, the showers began to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital's tent. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat destroys his hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk.

42. The world is far away, and the west wind is gone again.

43. I have lost your tenderness and cannot find it again.

44. Falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless.

45. Sending lovesickness, cold rain lights on the windows, the old courtyard of Furong.

46. I am waiting for you wholeheartedly. I am very happy to have you. I love you 100%. I cannot see you even though I am thousands of miles away. I miss you so much. I tell you that I have found you among millions of people and I will never lose you.

47. Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan was far away, and even more separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.

48. Raise a glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, you will feel confused and one year old.

49. When I am exhausted for you, there will be a hundred flowers.

50. Failure to achieve anything will lead to the passing of water, and half a lifetime of dreams will turn into flying smoke.

51. Who do you want to describe as lovesickness? Lovers don’t know.

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

53. The mountains and rivers in the eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain are more damaging to the spring. It is better to pity the people in front of you.

54. Spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and overflowing.

55. Falling red flowers are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers.