2. elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
3, long streets, countless fireworks, you pick up the lights and look back.
Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.
5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.
6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, 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.
1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.
14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, under the moonlight, laugh at the love and hate in the world, and the world is full of red dust and endless flowers.
18, the clock hangs under the eaves, the eaves are bell guards, and the clock does not know; The wind moves the clock, the clock is the song of the wind, and the wind is incomprehensible; The world says that ruthlessness is the wind; I mean, what's wrong with being stupid!
19, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me.
20, a thousand years of fame, I buried your life, a delicate country, a ridiculous life without a king.
2 1, peach blossom is lonely, because it grows for people touched by love; Bloom for the injured.
22. The Phoenix that once played here, so that this place is named after them, failed to keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
23. Once the world is completely silent, I don't know whether I am sad or hurt.
24, still water flows deeply, and songs are sung; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
25. The past, covered by years, passed by in a hurry, throwing a faint sadness in a hurry.
26. You leave this season without sadness. Only endless thoughts are spreading wildly.
27. Life can be full of joy, and there is no regret in death.
28, store up eternal love, crush deep red acacia.
29. The river is lonely, its banks are dark green, and you are everywhere.
30. 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.
3 1, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.
Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.
32. Sighing the tears of a red face and the death of a hero, there are many sufferings in the world. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
33. Dusk is like smoke, clouds are full of illusions, and Dianthus sounds like maple bells;
Brewmaster, an idle man, gave birth to a poem, let him have a drink.
Du Ying Buyi, Lonely Wind and Poetic Moon, Going to Stay, Mei Mei Bird;
Gardenia blossoms have soil and flowers, and autumn pools are cold, rainy and old.
The ups and downs of life and the signs of the world's haste 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.
35. Don't go north. Looking back, it was amber. Turn for a lifetime.
Dust fell and washed away the lead. Who trapped her hands and poured out the world for her? Who won the beauty and traveled around the world with her?
The wind blows the sand into a desert, so you wait for me, waiting for ten years of long meditation.
When I meet you, I am destined to be above you. He looks for the green void, below, the yellow spring.
36. How many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.
37. Sitting alone on the windowsill in front of the mirror, the face is vicissitudes, and people are drunk on the wall.
38. If you can really take Wan Li Road.
Then why do you miss you so much?
It is a romantic millennium, and Wan Li is a country.
Not as good as the moment I looked at you.
39. Who will really see the end of the world with whom, a beautiful face, white hair, or a wonderful flower in the sea.
40. The light and shadow are still cold, and the water is still cold.
2. Original publisher of classical aesthetic ancient poems: argyle.
1.357 words Li Bai's autumn wind lyrics autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked, and lovesickness knows when to meet. At this point, the night is awkward. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I would have stumbled. Just like when we didn't know each other, all the other leaves turned yellow and the flowers withered. Quiet landscape, Dai Ying heartbroken. The car river is low, and the silent worm never sleeps. The shadows of the lights are broken and the beads are hanging down. Weak water comes from the east, and acacia gradually turns gray. Five grains of wine are too drunk to be happy, and the dream is still there. A wisp of wind, a wisp of sorrow. Arboreal wild heron, water-cooled river fish. There is no Jiang Feng reflecting the fishing fire, but there is a village flute heartbroken. Small prospect, can't catch up. The shadows on the moon are chaotic, and the water on the shore is faint. The autumn wind blows away all the tears, until the winter is intoxicated with snow. It's dawn, but I haven't decided yet. The autumn wind is sparse and the water is messy. When we meet, we don't want to laugh out of turn, but sigh that our hair and flowers are few. 2 Directory of Tall Buildings on the Bright Moon The bright moon shines on tall buildings, and time lingers. There is a sad woman sighing upstairs. Excuse me, who sighs? It is the guest's wife who is speaking. My husband has been away for more than ten years, and he is often timid alone. If you remove the dust from the road, if you dirty the cement; The ups and downs are different. When will we meet? Yes, I want to turn into a southwest wind and disappear into my husband's arms! If you can't open your arms, what can you do for a concubine? 3 "Yu Meiren" reunited in the depths of Nalanxing Dequlan, and the tears were even on people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first move is to draw a skirt. Zhang Ji's Ode to Women tells you that I have a husband and send you two pearls. Your husband's sentimental attachment lies in Hong Luo. My tall building rises from the garden, and my lover holds a halberd in the bright light. Knowing that your heart is like the sun and the moon, my husband vows to live and die together. Return your pearl and my tears, and hate not meeting before marriage. Yuan Yishan's twentieth poem "On Poetry" reflects the ancient and modern times. Zhu Xian's lingering sound is still there, but it was a lonely heart that year.
3. Beautiful poetry, it is best to have ancient style. Change your life with my fireworks. From Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio
Youth is not for teenagers. Hate you, when to rest. Guan's "Jiangchengzi"
Youth will be exhausted, three points of water and two points of dust. The plane leaves of Li Ming Tang Bin
How many beauties have been worn out and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood-stained ink to cry in chaos.
There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that. From the song of Yue people
Whoever forgets each other first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing. Inscription of Xiao Duan's A Cup of Snow
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Tang Yuanzhen's Lisi
As beautiful as flowers and jade, as water flies. This is a question of looking around in a quiet boudoir and feeling sorry for yourself. Pink of Mudanting Mountain
Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. Qing Huang Zhongze's "Seven Huai" Poems 15 of 16
Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk. "Old Acacia" in Yuefu
4. Beautiful poem 1, Liu Bang-"Gale Pavilion"
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
Hai returned to his hometown.
Andrew, soldiers are always looking!
2. Cao Cao-"Looking at the Sea"
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
3, Li Bai-"Will Into the Wine"
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng. Don't stop drinking.
Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Five flowers and horses, thousands of gold and autumn.
Give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share your sorrow forever.
4, Su Shi-"Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history.
To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, smashed into ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
5. A beautiful sentence describing the ancient style 1 swordsman: play a song all around and have an ambush, and seek Chang 'an for life.
(2) Prime Minister: I have set up a serial game to plan and create a happy life for myself.
General: We fought in the Eight Famines, and our troops were scattered all over the country to win the prosperity of Wan Li.
Emperor: I painted a beautiful mountain and river, unified the whole country and won a peerless future for you.
Painter: I carved a beautiful figure with jade, which reminds me of the Old Testament.
⑥ Monk Buddha: I silently guard an ancient Buddha with the sound of solitary lamps and wooden fish, so that we can be together in the afterlife.
⑦ Shizi: I greeted a wisp of red with a sword, and flowers fell in succession, adding a peerless elegance to you.
Wang Ye: I gave Yu the gift of marrying a beautiful woman in Gone with the Wind and Smoke to protect her family.
Pet-name ruby Scholar: I looked at the moon and said, "My fair lady, my gentleman is so gentle, I miss you very much." .
Attending Buddhist: I put a lantern by the river to clear your lotus contract and get married for you.
6. Aesthetic sentences related to gods: Bian Mei people are drunk, but Conan has a dream. The night wind is oblique, the clouds break the moon, the shadow is thin and the makeup is light, dragging the fragrance. Looking around, bluebirds are picturesque and green tea is poetic. Ai Xiang half steamed, flurry painting ink. The end of the world is near at hand, and what it used to look like was written in the Spring and Autumn Period. Feng Ling proudly cleaned up his bones, joking quietly. Sip pear blossom snow, turn the luminous cup and sing the golden songs of the year. Looking for it, a sigh, a sigh will make it an immortal record.
If I can, I can accompany you for a thousand years. I just want to care about you and smile. If you like, I am willing to accompany you forever, I just want to accompany you forever. Your face is like a lotus in my heart. The sunset sprinkles ink and whispers softly, and several fireworks fly all over the sky in an instant. Are you still sitting in a long pavilion, with sandy jade fingers, wrapped in the warmth of the breeze, drawing the horizon and starting from the Mekong River?
Drunk Zen tea, don't talk about autumn heart, faint moon, secluded window, overflowing tea; Plain face, clear shadow and loneliness. The moonlight is hazy, the prosperity is exhausted, and the ancient world is broken into nothingness by winding around the blue dome. On the other side, who plays the flute to send rhyme and perform the eternal swan song? A little sparse, a little sad, mottled into the deepest heart marks of memory. Cloudy, the past is like the wind, Lantian is warm, and the sea is full of moons. Mist locks sorrow, floating light makes thin shadows.
Things run like water, but they all go up in smoke. Later, when I thought of bloom, Bodhi overflowed. You said that the branches and leaves of a century-old tree were wrinkled; Later, around four o'clock, Bloom got up again. You said that life is hard and your heart is tighter; Then the west wind blows away, just snapping your fingers. You said that flowers bloom on the other side, and bitterness does not meet; Later, life and death were separated and carefree. You say sleepwalking in the golden palace is luxurious and charming; Then I was sad and greedy. You said that there will be white hair, and beauty is fickle; Later, I sighed and sighed again, thinking of you who are empty. You said that there is a fool in the world who loves to plow; Later, I put down the cultivated land and walked through the crowd. You said nirvana epiphany, probably.
7. The meaningful aesthetic sentence 1 finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
A thousand years of fame, burying your life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no life. Phoenix once played here, so that this place was named after them. Who broke the promise and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
It is much more bitter to sigh a hero with tears. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
5 Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. Six nights of rain dyed the sky blue.
Some people can create surprises without gestures. Remember, the rosewood hasn't come out yet, and I didn't go either.
Who sighs in the years? Han Xiao is vast, full of prosperity and sadness, frowning and destined to be a thing of the past.
10 the world of mortals began to make up, and the mountains and rivers were boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.
1 1 Jiangnan style, Tianshui is finished, and Tianjiao's wish goes against his body. 12 mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
13 no regrets. 14 The past events covered by years are fleeting and covered with a touch of sadness.
15 in the flowers covered by years, everything is blank. 16 fade away, I am still watching over you on the other side.
17 those prosperous sorrows will eventually become the past. Please don't be disappointed. Ordinary is for the most beautiful. 18 Your journey will never see my old age again.
19 Long song was crying, for those promises that could not be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, and finally dispersed into clouds. Walking in the sky with you, there are flowers everywhere.
2 1 I am young and energetic. Remember that year, weeping willows were planted in Na Yue, east of Los Angeles.
The vast land is broken with a sword, where there is prosperity, where there is singing. Send you a song, don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal ties; Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. The breeze is moist and the tea smoke is light.
Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone. Fire-dyed Maple Forest, song month, Qionghu Lake, 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.
Yuzhu once wrote about the phoenix tour, where people go to the building and the water flows in vain. He smiled and ruined himself in the years.
You can also drink tea quietly and crush this scene, the bustling fireworks. 3 1 the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals is fleeting.
I'm not me. It's not me in Suzhou that you turned and walked away. A few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows are ridiculous, and life is up to me.
After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon. Life is like a blink of an eye, just suddenly.
However, I have lived a long time, but I can remember what you said. When the fog cleared and I woke up, I finally saw the truth, and that was Qian Fan's silence.
This paper is a bit old and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.
At both ends of life, we stood on each other's shore. The fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for one sentence, waiting for the next encounter.
Holding on to the old, I imprisoned time and space and suddenly came to the end of time. 4 1 people can never see the lens, but I mean, there are thousands of years in the world, such as my moment. 42 meeting and getting drunk is the leading edge, where the wind and rain drift.
There is no end to illusion. Once you meet it, you will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?
44 days out of my generation, into the rivers and lakes, someone reminded; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life. If you win, you will sing, and if you lose, you will be sad and angry. If you have wine today, you will be drunk, and tomorrow you will be sad.
I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . 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.
That's it, mountains and rivers don't meet. 49 people are empty, why forget each other, why laugh and be surprised.
Don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names.
Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.
5 1 We met by chance, but we didn't have a chance to get together. I hope we can remember each other. Knowing each other is lucky, but being together is not lucky. The sky is vast and the moon is bright, and it lasts forever.
Seeing each other late, falling in love too slowly, and being in a dilemma have made me live far apart, and the fate has passed, gathering and parting. Can I go ashore for 53 days? It's freezing, and the vicissitudes of life are crying. I was so sad that I couldn't let go of that morning. I light up my tears and my heart lingers beside my pillow. Nothing, no one, nothing. If I speak first, will the days be the same? Maybe it's the marriage in the last life, maybe it's the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment. 58 human nature is deep, which is not worth half of lovesickness.
The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. 59 drunk eyes see others in pairs, 60 no one plays with love and tears in the dark.
6 1 How do you know that a thousand roads lead to the same destination? Xun Mei didn't stop looking back at the end of the day. Chivalrous men should not marry lightly, nor should beautiful women marry lightly, lest they die lightly for me. 63 people have become different, today is not yesterday, autumn is still the same, and people have lost weight. It is still cold in the sound of light and shadow, and it is still cold in the dream. Outside the building, outside the mountain, the outsiders have not returned to the wild goose. Looking back too early, the Sichuanese who forgot to play the piano were in tears. The rustling flowers fall on the shoulders, the flute falls on the shoulders, the cold windows are full of shadows, and the smoke waves stay behind. You give me a tear, and I see all the oceans in your heart day after day. Autumn after autumn, one generation urges another to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the couch, and one is dreaming with a group of acquaintances in life. He will know each other for a while and sing for a while.
The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers, people come and go, and they are prosperous. -70 began to miss the bleak years and splendid rivers and lakes that I once held in my hand.
-And those who have loved and hated. I am on the other side of the river, watching the return, and there is no hope of returning.
72 Spend the Spring and Autumn safely. I know.
The solemnity of moonlight, the spirit of music, everything is just an illusion, fleeting. No matter how lonely those figures are, they will always be unforgettable. They will always be born inadvertently. Look back at the other side.
Even if it is found that the situation is longer. I always wonder whether my memory lives on the other side of the strip and whether my rings die on the other side of the strip. Have you ever been staring at the sunset and the sadness of being homeless?
I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and singing dreams at night.