A beautiful poem in five words:
1, clouds cover the sun, and wanderers ignore it.
2, thinking of the monarch makes people old, and the years are late.
3. Life between heaven and earth suddenly looks like a passer-by.
4, there is a string song on the floor, the voice is sad!
How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! .
My friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close the door of the thatched cottage until it was dark.
7. Looking at the mountain from a distance, but listening to the water silently.
8, spring dreams follow the clouds, flying flowers chasing water.
Nine, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.
Now the cold of the moon and night passes through the pine trees, and my ears are pure because of the wind and the sound of water.
1 1, we look at the green trees around your village and the light blue in remote mountainous areas.
12, the moon, now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time.
13, the fragrance winds around the winding shore, and the round shadow covers the huachi.
14, come and go by canoe if you are interested.
15, until the bank at low tide widens, and no wind stirs my lonely sail.
16, hidden in hand, full of flowers.
17, your seven strings are like the sound of a cold wind in a pine forest.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
2. A beautiful short sentence, with the words "red dust" and "red face", the red face sighs with pity, the red dust and flowers are still dripping with the lost water, and a spring dream leaves the dawn of the night. I once wrote a book for the residual butterfly, and I was stunned by the light rain for a long time. The stylus became sad, tears fell with the words, and the crescent moon fell to commemorate my childhood friends in those years.
Love in this life compensates for lovesickness, and flowers shake tears. Don't look back. I'm just drunk for the Iraqis.
How can you be as cold as ice if you can't control yourself if you are unfathomable? I will miss a pot of warmth and drink the past; Wandering around the world, just smiling for the beautiful scenery, but not missing this drop, it makes people feel deeply grieved! Where we met, the purple smoke was long, the horizon was broken, and the words were still bleak. If true, if false; I'm stupid, I can laugh.
I don't cry when I miss a song, especially when I'm sad. Just sad, a ray of heartbreak, half-life search, can not meet at close range, can not forget the world. What should I think? Drinking also hurts, but it's sad. Is the most affectionate, but it is parting. I don't know why I am homesick, my face is thin, my figure is hazy, I can't hold it, and I am used to staying in my gentle hands. Unfinished, but the end. For 3,000 years, the two worlds have not been in contact with each other, and the dust road is chaotic ... I once met in the purest age, happy in the publicized youth, and in the vicissitudes of time.
Only a wisp of fragrance is left, scattered in the changing spring and autumn, and a trace of lingering penetrates the world of mortals ... It is only because of the temperament of living in misty rain that I talk about the world of mortals, because I love the ethereal spirit of misty rain and sigh at the world of mortals, and only because I have seen the sadness of misty rain. I love the world of mortals, but I can't love it like misty rain. I look forward to the world of mortals, but I can't expect the world of mortals to be as cold as misty rain. I hate the world of mortals to be chaotic as misty rain, but I can't bear it to fly like misty rain.
Misty rain and red dust, little tears.
That life-long love is a long-term yearning, how cold and desolate it is, how much moss overflows, how much misty rain turns into, and how much ordinary love blows away! I am sad, but I can only be a passer-by in my life. I occasionally remind you and forget, so I repeat the plot of our life. In the end, people dispersed, leaving only the past and unforgettable past that were blown down by the wind ... I once said that acacia is not sad, why are the ends of the earth not together? At that time, I was extremely clever, difficult to understand fate, too late to regret, and I couldn't return to acacia, and the Millennium expectation turned to dust. Don't look back, it is always a flashy dream, and the ancient songs are still heartbroken, so there is no sadness.
The world of mortals is full of different meanings, but it is hard to understand and unforgettable. Tears seep into your clothes. What I think most is that if I am young and frivolous, I will feel very hurt and cry … what should I do if I don't know? Millennium reincarnation, the world of mortals lost their eyes? Did you get your hand in the luxury world yesterday? A tunnel through time and space, a wave of wandering past lives.
Inadvertently lost in the journey, I once again returned to Jiangnan in my dream. On that day, the peach blossoms flew, the moss brushed the willows, and the smile was half makeup.
Caressing the Millennium lyre, whose heart is intoxicated? I was shocked by confusion and fell into my eyes. It was already a thousand years when I sank. The breeze dances the bright moon, and the dream falls between flowers.
When I woke up from my dream, my eyebrows were full of acacia. Lonely in the world, drunk and dreamy, insatiable.
Worried thoughts have no boundaries. A person in front of the window, letting the wind blow, watching the flowers fall, under the yellow flower tree, are you stroking the jade emperor again and playing the strings drunk? Looking at the Millennium, prosperity has passed, but my infatuation has not changed.
It's a pity that after wandering for several times, it's still sweet talk among the flowers in my dream. When loneliness is stained with the background of sadness, how can the night endure silence? Your fault and mine have darkened the bright moon, and the autumn wind is a little bleak. How can we not make people cry?
On Naihe Bridge, I can't get rid of whose fate is evil. Although there is a string of acacia in my heart, the story is sighing after twists and turns. The city has been a mess, and now you are holding someone's arm lightly. It's best not to meet each other, so you won't fall in love.
It's best not to know each other, so as not to miss each other. It's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other.
It's best not to cherish each other, so you can't remember each other. It is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other.
It's better not to be wrong, so it's not wrong. It's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to rely on each other.
It's best not to meet, so you don't have to meet. Treading on thin ice's spirited life and painful love step by step.
Once, who did you cry for? You are the sand blown into my eyes, which blurs my eyes and can't see the sky clearly. This is a busy ending, not the whole city or this country, but everything to me.
What do you want? Be together for life.
Or a greedy day. I want it.
Just a simple but stable life. Love to death, running water under the bridge
The best happiness is the care you give. The past is in a hurry, looking back, the past is like the wind.
At the end of the song, people scattered, listened and turned to injuries. A low eyebrow, a look back, must be a dream curtain of a thousand years of drunkenness.
Looking back at the Millennium, I don't know what it used to be. The world of mortals is drunk, for whom are Iraqis haggard, and for whom are they crying when they are old? After the prosperity is gone, things have changed, and you can't give up your gentleness! Don't smear sadness with sadness, and don't sacrifice tears with tears.
Be happy and smile; After disasters and years of vicissitudes, we still have to fight hard and be strong. That rain once abandoned fields and eaves, but it could not abandon the memory of love.
There is no return to the original tenderness, only ridicule floating in the wind. Looking at the end of the Song Dynasty, things are different, sighing the prosperity of the world is not enough for tenderness.
When you don't have it, acacia bothers you, bitter as medicine, and there are several knots in your heart. Just with heartache, you leave, indifferent attachment, you can know the old man's face. I don't cry sometimes. Ask if you have thought about your feelings, a glass of wine for forgetting the New Year, enjoying the lonely moon alone, being lofty and self-sufficient for thousands of years, seeking to be drunk alone in the world, being indifferent and not understanding your feelings, just wanting to wake me up! Obsessed with the concept of samsara, the beauty of Qing dynasty can be remembered and forgotten, seeing things without thinking about people, being a stranger, beautiful, falling in love with the whole country, confusing the world, and seeing the whole world with a bright moon. Life is like a trip, you cry and sing. When the song ends, only those who hurt themselves and those who are injured are hurting themselves.
After a dream, a prosperity and a glory, the king reigns in the world. I once turned away from you, and I spent my whole life forgetting you.
Who let go of whose hand, who is more uncomfortable than who? This life, the afterlife and the afterlife will always be in my mind ... just a kind of prosperity. Flowers wither with water.
The water is cold and the song is over. Sleepless autumn night dreaming, away from autumn feelings.
In the lingering music, thoughts crossed the vast night sky, and the shadow of midnight gradually turned yellow in the long wait. A person wandering in the loneliness of Leng Yue color, tick-tock.
3. Aesthetic phrases, gift lettering, about three or four words, give Hongyan a beautiful poem in five words: 1, clouds cover the sun, wanderers ignore it.
2, thinking of the monarch makes people old, and the years are late. 3. Life between heaven and earth suddenly looks like a passer-by.
4, there is a string song on the floor, the voice is sad! How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! . My friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close the door of the thatched cottage until it was dark.
7. Look at the mountains from a distance and listen to the running water silently. 8, spring dreams disappear with the clouds, flying flowers chasing water. Nine, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.
Now the cold of the moon and night passes through the pine trees, and my ears are pure because of the wind and the sound of water. 1 1, we look at the green trees around your village and the light blue in remote mountainous areas.
12, the moon, now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time. 13, the fragrance winds around the winding shore, and the round shadow covers the huachi.
14, come and go by canoe if you are interested. 15, until the bank at low tide widens, and no wind stirs my lonely sail.
16, hidden in hand, full of flowers. 17, your seven strings are like the sound of a cold wind in a pine forest.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
4. About learning good sentences, the word 10, 1, change your life with my fireworks.
2. elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 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 Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene. Mountains and rivers are always silent, and the water depth is still. 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, Millennium fame, I buried your life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no king's life.
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 in front of the mirror, the face is vicissitudes, and people are leaning against the wall. 38. If you can really take Wan Li Road, why miss you for thousands of years? It's better to look at your moment. 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 sound of light and shadow is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, the silk and bamboo sang softly. Outside the building, outside the mountain and outside the mountain, the geese are not returned. Looking back too early, people who forgot Sichuan's father were in tears. 4 1, Fire-stained Fenglin, Qionghu song month, Yilou 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. 42, Han Xiao boundless, holding the bustling sadness, bending his brow, destiny takes a hand, become a thing of the past.
43. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.
44. This paper is a little old and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.
45, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. 46, holding the old, imprisoning time and space, all of a sudden to the end of time.
The dream is full of flowers, and this feeling is not over and unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the song is still young. 47, illusory, once met, you will never forget it.
What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host? 48. The emergence of our generation in the world is a reminder of the years when we entered the rivers and lakes; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.
49. If you win, you will lose, and you will be sad and hate. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.
5. What are the incisive sentences about friendship under the word10? 1. Time is not old, and we will not leave.
2. Don't forget the years, do it and cherish it.
3. It is enough to have a bosom friend in life!
4. A friend in need is a friend indeed.
5. A friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
6. Life is about getting to know each other.
7. The wicked stay away, and the good know each other.
8. One sister, one sister for life.
9. The mountains and rivers are not heavy enough. It is important to meet a bosom friend.
10. Never forget the friendship between cloth and clothes.
1 1. We know each other from afar, and we don't know how deep the clouds are.
12. Friendship should be consolidated by truth.
Friendship should be immortal.
14. Although you have brothers, you'd better be friends.
15. The best friend is as different as a heart.