1. The sunset is like smoke, the floating clouds are thousands of illusions, the dianthus and maple bells are clear;
The idle man Zhuangsheng poetry and the wine fairy, borrow a glass of wine to feel free.
Yingdu commoners, lonely wind and poems about the moon, leaving no plum blossoms and birds;
Gardenias are in bloom, the earth is green, the autumn pond is cold, jade rains, and the lotus is old.
2. Elegance is A finger pointing at quicksand, growing old is a period of time.
3. The streets are long and the fireworks are numerous. You pick up the lamp and look back.
The short pavilion is short and the world is rolling, so I sigh again. < /p>
6. The boundless earth can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. Leaning on the clouds, thousands of pots cover my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain.
7. Let him be pure and muddy in everything. , I will fall into reincarnation with a smile for you.
8. I send you a song, regardless of whether people gather or disperse at the end of the song.
9. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal Tie.
10. Listen to the broken string, break the three thousand obsessions. Falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is annihilated. If the flower is pity, who will fall on the fingertips.
11. There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and I am happy for you, but you don’t know it.
12. Whoever forgets one another forgets first, and the ruined country is the homeland. The calmness refuses to play, and the dancing shadows startle the giant.
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13. In the past, there were high-rise buildings that sang in the morning and at night, and there were dancing sleeves that captivated the city and the country.
14. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
< p> 15. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world, and after letting Hua give up, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever16. The still water runs deep, and the Sheng sings; in the three lives, the clouds and sunshine fade, A day of joys and sorrows.
17. The shadows of flowers under the moon, smiling at the love and hate in the world. The world is thousands of feet long, and there are endless flowers.
18. The bell hangs under the eaves, and the eaves are bells. Watching, the bell does not know; the wind moves the heart of the bell, and the bell sings for the wind, but the wind cannot understand it; the world says that the most ruthless thing is like the wind passing by; I say, what's wrong with the stupid wind and the stupid bell!
19. What's the point? Duan laments the joys and sorrows of several lives, it’s ridiculous that my fate is determined by nature.
20. A thousand years of fame, I will bury you in one life, the exquisite country is ridiculous, but there is no king’s destiny.
21. Peach Blossoms The reason why it is lonely is because it grows for those who are moved and blooms for those who are sad.
22. The Phoenix traveled on the Phoenix Platform, broke the promise, and waited all night. From then on, it traveled south and north, thousands of miles away. Weeping.
23. Once the world is completely silent, I don’t know whether it is sad or sad.
24. The still water runs deep, and the Sheng sings; 3. There are ups and downs, joys and sorrows.
25. The past covered by the passing years, passing by, hastily turned into a touch of sadness.
26. This season you left, there is no Sadness. Only the endless longing is spreading and growing wildly.
27. Life can be full of joy, and death has no regrets.
28. Gather up the eternal love and crush the red lovesickness. .
29. The river is lonely, both sides are dark green, and your figure is standing everywhere.
30. The melancholy and distant charm is the distant untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud. The lonely moon can only look into the distance of the sky.
31. The lights and stars, the voices of people are dim, and the songs are endless.
The dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. Never be so lonely.
32. Sighing at the tears of beautiful women, the death of heroes, there is so much suffering in the world. How can we be happy when mountains and rivers are eternally silent. The most beautiful ancient sentences, sad ancient love sentences
The most beautiful ancient-style sentences, sad ancient-style love sentences
1. Looking back at the past life, getting married in this life, and rolling in the mortal world, who can I rely on! The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water. The beauty is hard to rely on and sheds thousands of tears! Leaning alone by the window, the moon shines on my face, looking forward to myself, feeling sad! Love is hard to cut, lovesickness is hard to break, I think about it day by day and look forward to it every night! Magpies come to the branches, adding to the desolation, hopelessness, and tears on the skirt! Time flies, how can it be wasted? Beauty grows old easily, but how can one stop drinking wine? If we depend on each other, don’t leave!
2. In the depths of the mortal world, whoever is passing by, accidentally tramples the fragrance of flowers all over the ground, staining your feathers; in the reincarnation of the world, who stands by the water, looking back inadvertently, scattered in the wind The sweet smile in her words makes your eyes drunk. How many times have the nights been deep and shallow, and how many times have flown in and out? For whom did you smile lightly, and for whom did you draw eyebrows and makeup? Who is leaning on the sword at the end of the world after the world of mortals is gone, and who is gazing quietly by the water...
3. Traveling through the world of mortals, it is difficult to understand the meaning of lovesickness in the music of the zither, whispering with low eyebrows, it is difficult to let go of lovesickness, and tears fall in the world of mortals. , there are thousands of flowers and trees on the other side, I can see through the autumn water, but I can't see the ferry boat. In the world left behind, that faint sigh hurt the soft mind. I will post my sad thoughts in the eternal poems, and use the reincarnation of thousands of years to sing and sing for you.
Let that wisp of longing fill your heart, and make you dream for thousands of years...
4. The beautiful woman is wearing red makeup under the moonlight, and I don’t know who hurt her. The birds are still in pairs, relying on each other and busy singing in duet. I couldn't help but burst into tears. The beautiful woman sings alone in the moonlight, and only the lonely shadow lingers. Lying under the willow leaf skirt. People say that if two people love each other forever. Naihe and you will have a dream together. The man in the play is heartbroken, and he is thinking secretly in his dream. Ask yourself who is spinning the mandarin duck in your hand. Looking back at the lonely shadow under the moon, the sky is becoming blurry, and the falling flowers are surrounding me. Let you admire Yi Hongzhuang alone.
5. The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves do not meet each other. Love is not cause and effect. Destiny is destined to life and death. The glitz and vicissitudes of life are too many injuries after all. The noise and silence cannot escape the sadness after all. Butterflies fall in love with the world, move for a season, watch for a season, abandon each other, love is not born for love, bright tears fall, fleeting years, residual regret, after all, too much pain, flowers, decline, after all, I can't escape the melancholy!
6. Sitting on the water chestnut of the fleeting time, using warm sadness to express your concerns. There are endless words to write and endless emotions to express. Sighing the passage of time, chanting the vicissitudes of life, it turns out that in autumn, the fallen leaves are falling, and the summer injury of tea has finally become an eternal freeze-frame. What cannot be seen through is always the smoke of the world of mortals. Cut a candle under the west window and light a stick of incense. Don't say forever, how far is forever? It's just a snap of the fingers.
7. A gorgeous encounter, a silent ending. Two flowers bloom, two flowers bloom. We met in the wrong season and grew up in different worlds. You go east, I go west. From then on, I passed by. It was just a chance encounter, but it turned out to be a sad and beautiful thing. If life is just like the first meeting, would you still choose to meet like this? If life was just like the first time we met, would Years Like a Passenger be more prosperous?
8. We met too late and fell in love too slowly, leaving me in a dilemma. Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea. 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. If life is the same as when we first met, why should we bear the heartache of being gone? One gathering and one parting, one joy and one sadness, one couch and one body lying together, one lifetime and one dream!
9. Who is wandering by the street, who is waiting by the ancient road. A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years of loneliness. No one agrees with loneliness, and hates loneliness. We passed each other in the past life, but we meet again in this life. Love is flying in the wind, love is playing in the rain. There was once a day of wishful thinking, there was once a day of confusion and confusion, and when I woke up from my dream, it was gone with the wind. At this moment: love is speechless, love is silent. Tears wet my eyes and filled my heart.
10. The original stroke of the pen and the current broken body are so ordinary and so unbearable. That's all, no matter how beautiful the story is, it cannot withstand the passage of time. Everything has a cause, everything is predestined, why not just follow my example and go away, find a piece of bluestone under the Bodhi tree, pick up the flowers, smile, and understand your heart. Destined to do so, everything depends on fate. The past is still in my heart.
11. A mountain can't separate two people from missing each other, and a world can't separate them from each other without words. I will miss you for three lifetimes, drink that bowl of Mengpo soup alone, and bury myself in the mountain. Between your bones, listen quietly to the trickling water, and the gentle breeze dancing with the falling flowers! Listen to the wind sing, it can't finish my lifelong thoughts, and the long flowing water can't finish my lifetime love.
12. A love in the world of mortals, a fate of a thousand years, a few strands of longing for each other, how many old dreams have been hidden away in the building? On the water side, I wish to wear the fragrance of lotus, ride on an orchid boat, paddle across the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty, pass through the charm of the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty, and find you by the vast misty West Lake! I just want to wear a ding dong for you and tap it every night I miss you; I just want to smile beautifully for you and wipe away the dust of your life!
13. The rhyme of a piece of piano brings out the joys and sorrows of the world. A touch of vicissitudes of life fills the sleeves with a dark fragrance, leaving no trace of worldly sentiments. The prosperity of a lifetime dances between the fingers, and the whole song is played. Romantic sadness. Holding a bright moon and a wisp of breeze, traveling through thousands of years of dust and smoke. Loneliness slips through the sadness of the soul, how much affection remains. How many laughter and tears fly, suddenly looking back, a dream, all the tenderness and poetry of a lifetime, Looking back in confusion, I have already lost you.
14. Tears in the sea, clouds in Wushan, and the bustling world of Zimo. When you look back suddenly, the flower-like face and the sea-like tenderness will shine through the endless yellowing years in the history books. Eternally beautiful moments. Tonight, the orchid boat is far away, and the fragrant grass is far away; I don’t want the willows to dance, and I don’t remember the flowers flying. The clouds are broken and sparse shadows are slanting horizontally; the geese pass by and perch silently. At this time, I just want to be with you, Chanjuan.
15. Sorrow, softened into a thousand knots under whose music? When the moon sets and the crow crows, who is singing about the millennium of wind and frost? Back then, I was infatuated with a smile, and I was destined to be entangled with you for thousands of years in the world of mortals. Tonight, I can't help but get drunk on the dawn wind and the waning moon in my previous life. Deep in the lotus flowers, on the bank of willows, the misty rain towers are still vast and vast.
16. In the dream, whose jade flute is sentimental and lingering, whose singing is melodious and graceful? The clear sound is like the sound of nature. The echo flows through the water, across the mountains, and falls in the wind a hundred times. Silks of tenderness are like flowers falling all over the sky, petals flying over the beauty, falling on the pillow, and transforming into thousands of pieces in dreams. When I hear the place where I forget my love, I pick up three-thirds of the flowing water and seven-cent of the spring scenery, making it very sweet.
17. Looking back for the last time on the Naihe Bridge, the last trace of nostalgia for the mortal world turned into two lines of clear tears on the pale cheeks. Tearing into the Meng Po soup, the three living stones were placed in front of me. The past and present life, multiple reincarnations appeared in front of my eyes. Thousands of generations of ice, tens of thousands of years of loneliness, all returned to silence at that moment.
No matter how we parted in the past life, no matter how we meet in this life, no matter how we meet again in the next life. Life is like a dream, with thousands of twists and turns...
18. You are the Buddhist bead in front of the Buddha. When the dust settles, the memory of the relationship is dimmed like wind and frost. I am willing to live in the past life. I fell in love for you layer by layer, maybe just to exchange for meeting you in this life. I can't let your lotus-like thoughts lead me to wild dreams. I just want to exchange for the fragrance of a season of blooming flowers in this life to repay you and my thousand years of waiting in the previous life!
19. A wisp of green smoke rises, green flies touch the water, and catkins flutter. Life is as floating as a dream, as still as still water, and does not care about feelings and sorrows. I only wish you well. The wind and frost in the past life, and the resentment in this life. Regardless of rain or snow, I just want to be ordinary and drunk, to make up for the half-life wandering, and say goodbye to the lifelong resentment. The scars all over my body are peeling off, waiting for the phoenix's nirvana. I wish I could be desolate and send you a piece of paper. I wish I could be tangled in clothes in this life.
20. 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. Who buried a lifetime of promises at your tomb? Whose love of life and death can be depicted in the scroll of the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep my unchanged appearance for a thousand years. Looking at the sky full of cherry blossoms, sadness flows, but it cannot cover up the mottled passage of time. For whom did the burned-out elegance turn into the flower of the other side? Whoever strokes my hair owes me a lifetime price.
21. A bridge is named Naihe; a river is named Wangchuan. By the Sansheng Stone, the beautiful woman is still there. I wish to accompany you for three thousand times of drunken laughter without complaining about separation; recall that the beauty is like jade, and the sword is like a rainbow, shattering the void; unfortunately, every word is sad after flying, and the love is hard to contemplate. The flowers and water in the environment are at your fingertips. He drank Meng Po soup with a smile. She doesn’t shed tears of beauty! The mist and rain are both invincible, and the sky and the earth are equally sad. If there is an afterlife and I fall in love with you, who knows this love!
22. How can we stay together when we are drunk and forget each other? It is a pity for the lonely night, and the words of sparse shadows are desolate. Thousands of years of predestined acquaintance, this life's emotions are melancholy; unable to bear them, there are many sorrows, and tears flow before I want to speak. In the ageless night, I string together your gentle fragments of words, fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, and pave the way for tonight's words. A kind of love can only be sent in a distant dream, and I turned into a butterfly in the dream, waiting for the moment of dawn to dance in the slender moonlight.
23. The Buddha said: It takes five hundred times of looking back at the past life in exchange for passing by in this life. We met once in this short life, and there were many incestuous connections in previous lives. Holding hands is a kind of fate, looking back is a kind of fate; life is a kind of fate, love is a kind of fate; if there is an afterlife, the next life is also a kind of fate. What makes up life are the countless fates for you to make and resolve. Only by cherishing fate and following fate can you see the origin and fall of fate with a Buddha mind.
24. A beautiful family like flowers is no match for the fleeting years; a heart as solid as a rock is no match for the passing clouds. There are too few people who help each other in this world, and too many people who forget each other in the world. Some people who have loved deeply regard the days and nights as eternity, and the lingering love for a moment as a lifelong love. So I made a promise, and I had the extravagant hope of holding my son's hand and growing old together with him.
25. After a thousand years of reincarnation, whose eyes are fascinated by the mortal world on Moshang? Whose yesterday has been tainted by the extravagant world? A tunnel through time and space, a wandering wave in the past life. I accidentally lost my way back to Jiangnan in my dream. That day, peach blossoms were flying and green hair was blowing on the willows. Qian smiled half-faced with makeup. Playing a tune, the thousand-year-old Yao Qin intoxicates whose heart? In confusion, I was stunned by that glance, fell by that glance, and fell for a thousand years.
26. We are all passers-by in the world of mortals. Am I fascinated by you? Who is heartbroken for me? In the vast sea of ??people, who should I stay for? Who is waiting for me? How long can the scenery of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water be treasured? The world smiles, how many people have never found their true love throughout their lives, and how many people have lost themselves in the search... Tearing at the broken flowers in the sunset, let the love of a lifetime turn into the corner of the withered eyes.
27. How many passers-by in the mortal world, how many clouds and mist of the past, dispersed at the end of the world with the word of farewell. Colorful butterflies dance on sleeves in the breeze, and warm jade produces smoke and harp geometry; in dreams, incense is sold out and beautiful people dream, and the dawn rises and the moon rises, and the mandarin ducks are drunk by the Qinhuai River, and osmanthus flowers fly in the palace in the sky. Drunken eyes, tears stained the beauty's face. The word "heart" is still missing, love is stranded, and life is separated, but I can never leave it behind, and I will always leave my thoughts in those fleeting years.
28. The appearance of the whole life, the scenery of passing by - In the world of mortals, we pass each other, in the end, whose scenery is whose... I only know that when distance is no longer distance, we must We will meet and form water, ice, or dust... I hope you are my most beautiful scenery, and I am your long-awaited homecoming.
29. Leaning alone on the balcony with tears streaming down my face, I talk to you about my love alone on Chinese Valentine's Day. I don't care about you until I grow old, but I hope there will be no separation in my life. Words are easy to hurt; wine is easy to get drunk. Astringent tears, sweet smile. It's just that the flowers fall on the Chinese Valentine's Day night and fold into a play. It hurts for a moment and is forgotten for a season. Empty memories disturb the silence. The smile is gone, and I feel lonely. Thinking about Hua Nian, it suddenly seems like a dream. Just like running water, it never returns. Don’t cry goodbye, don’t complain about final sorrow.
30. Luocheng is silent, the pen remains in mourning, dancing in the dust, flying sand, the Qinhuai River cuts off the melancholy, accumulates ink to warm the night, the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty moves over the female wall, Cangyang Gyatso , Xin shakes the music. The waning moon is setting in the window of the shop window, and the shadows shaking the city are full of sorrow. The gorgeous dreams fall to the ground, touching the pain you left behind, and the corners of your eyes are unknowingly wet with tears.
31. The pen is full of flowers, the light marks are dark, the calligraphy is plain ink, the makeup is on the paper, the eyes are filled with tears, the smile is cold and residual, I drink lightly and get drunk, comforting the vicissitudes of life, rocking the boat, boating on the lake, and a coif The green smoke catches the cold snow alone in the cold river. The ripples gradually disperse. The weak pen is still filling in the broken sentences and chapters for you. The broken armor is still fighting for you to share the world. The rusty halberd is still in the rain of blood. In the fishy wind, the arrogant fairy tale collapses.
32. The fine wine and jade dew are waiting for the prime minister to fall, and his soul is sad. He picks up the flowers in the morning and the evening, and sighs at the ruins of his temples. Standing alone under the moon, shadows and shadows hang together. I hold a green lantern to watch the mourning of flowers, a solo song of the cold crescent moon, full of mess, the moment of youth, lost and buried under the rain of parasol trees, the throbbing Mood for Love, infatuated with your three thousand green silk hair.
33. The immortal elegance under the blue monument splendid the lonely years of Shen Cang. The withered leaves of flowers and butterflies danced the youth with their incomplete wings. Whose blood and tears are buried in the ground? A good story about the transformation of troubled times. Thousands of years of tears, long-lived love, and endless endless world are actually the world of one person. Half of the city is covered with smoke and sand, and under the ruins of the ruins, a lonely soul is busy searching for the next peerless myth.
34. Touching red lips, trying to talk but giving up, whispering beautiful poems, writing poems about leaving people, drunk and happy, reluctant to pick fallen flowers, a few lights, dim all night, lingering in the past life, wind and frost crush the plum blossoms, The orchid display window is open, the folding fan is opened, the head is covered with blue and white flowers, and a dark curtain is rolled up, reflecting the past and present.
35. Human language, Sioux City Luo Xia, heart-breaking songs, the collapse of red embroidery and fragrant, the years of bean pirates, subtle, heart-wrenching abjection, fading with time, what was originally The dreamy fairy tale of two people has now become a joke for one person.
36. The rice paper is dyed with ink, Hanlin Vocabulary, the brocade silk and grosgrain are rolled up, the silk curtain is dreamy, and the paper expresses lovesickness, the fragrance of ink, and the lingering calligraphy. The dense Han Dynasty Fu Yuan song is a song of farewell, tainted with Tang Shining's lyrics, and the loss of Jinnian composes a beautiful song of mourning, resting on the pain of wandering, sleeping in that life, dejected, soul-breaking, and miserable. The flowers are falling from a distance, the rain turns into butterflies, the wind and smoke are left behind in dreams, and a single scroll of the Brahma Sutra dawns.
37. Mo Ge Festival, longing for each other without crying, don’t be sad, just sad, a ray of heartache, searching for half a life, not seeing each other so close, never forgetting in the end of the world, how to think about it. Drinking is also sad, but it is sadness. The most affection is strong, but it is like parting and not meeting again. I am in ecstasy and miss you. The face is thin with frost, the figure of the beauty is hazy, I can't hold it. The gentle hand of the past is still there, it is unfinished. , but the ending comes to an end. After three thousand years of glory, the two lives have never crossed paths, only the dusty road...
38. It is best not to meet each other, so that you can not fall in love. It's better not to know each other, so you don't miss each other. It's better not to accompany each other, so that you don't owe each other. It's better not to cherish each other, then you can forget about each other. It's better not to fall in love, so you can never abandon each other. It is best not to make mistakes, so that there will be no negative consequences. It is best not to depend on each other, so you can not depend on each other. It is better not to meet each other, then we can not get together. Life is shocking every step, love is heartbreaking every step.
39. Who did I cry for so much! You are the sand blown into my eyes, which blurs my eyes and makes me unable to see the sky clearly. This end of prosperity does not cost the city or the country, but it costs everything I have. What do you want. Stay together for life. Still a moment of pleasure. what I want. Just a simple but stable life. Love reaches the end of the road and cannot be recovered. The best happiness is the care you give me.
40. The past is in a hurry, and looking back, the past has become a thing of the past. When the song ends, people disperse, listen, and feel relieved by the tune. When you lower your eyebrows and look back, you will see a curtain of dreams that last for thousands of years. But looking back thousands of years later, I don’t know that the appearance is no longer the same as before. The world of mortals is drunk, for whom is the lover haggard, for whom is the face old and for whom are she weeping? Prosperity has come to an end, things have changed and people have changed, but I can’t let go of your tenderness!
41. Don’t use sadness to wipe away sadness, and don’t use tears to pay tribute to tears. To be happy, smile; to go through devastation and go through years of vicissitudes, we still have to fight hard and be strong. That rain once desolated the fields and desolated the eaves, but it could not desolate the memory of love. The original gentleness can no longer be returned, only ridicule is floating in the wind. Watching the song end and everyone dispersed, things have changed, and I lamented that the prosperity of this life was not worth the tenderness.
42. Who received the bonus? Whose leaves are withered? Who is the cold moon? Who is dispersed by the wind? Flowers bloom in one season and wither in another. One tree is green, and the other is withered and yellow. A glance at the cold moon, eyes full of lovesickness! After all, they are all destined to be reincarnated in the past life, and if you are not willing to accept it, you can only appoint it. You really don’t have to worry about it, it’s just that you’re out of your depth. So, I forget while walking along the way, and I look back frequently along the way, unwilling, unwilling to give up, unable to bear... Sad ancient style sentences A collection of beautiful ancient style phrases
1. Is it the sadness of fate or the pain of reincarnation.
2. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, leaving only blood dyed with ink and fragrant to weep in the grave.
3. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.
4. The wonderful vines stranded on the tongue want to dance for you and finally captivate the country.
5. The night is slightly cooler, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is gone, and the music and songs are gentle.
6. It is useless to miss lovesickness, but it is pure madness to feel melancholy.
7. 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.
8. The charm of sadness is the distant untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky.
9. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers, people come and go, and they are prosperous.
10. Raise a glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, you will feel confused and one year old.
11. Does anyone collect the scenery you pass by for you?
12. Even a beautiful family like flowers is no match for the passing years.
13. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless.
14. That love song is about romance, but it has nothing to do with you and me.
15. 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.
16. Is it the sadness of fate or the pain of reincarnation.
17. In that prosperous time, we were so lonely that we were hurt beyond recognition.
18. 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.
19. The stars look like they are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.
20. People can never see through the mirror, but the thousands of years of smoke and cloud in the world are just like my moment.
Twenty-one, always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side. Even though the scene of discovery is long.
Twenty-two, dark clouds cover the moon, there are no traces of people, it is indescribable to be so lonely.
Twenty-three, the fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the reality, which is the silence after thousands of sails have passed.
24. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrown country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.
25. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.
26. Who has a panoramic view of whose beauty, who can empathize with whose sadness.
Twenty-seven. After passing through the years, I dreamed of watching the fireworks blooming by the Qushui River and the full moon.
28. If you don’t look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why make an oath?
Twenty-nine, when you gain, you sing loudly, and when you lose, you rest. There is sorrow and hatred, and there is wine today, and you are drunk now, and you will be worried tomorrow.
Thirty, in that prosperous time, we were so lonely that we were hurt beyond recognition.
Thirty-one, who broke the string in the end, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance.
Thirty-two, in whose age and in whose world.