1. Classical and beautiful sentences
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a branch.
Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. (I like this sentence) As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.
You are like a rock, and I am like a pampas grass. The pampas grass is as tough as silk, and the rock does not shift.
Don’t be alone! Infinite mountains and rivers, it is easy to say goodbye but hard to see when they are gone. When the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and the world is in the sky. When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past. The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, and laugh at me now, for failing to live up to the spring heart. Walking alone and singing alone.
All changes come from the heart, and the most sincere path runs through the past and present; a hundred years of time are like running water, and a lifetime of glory is like flowing clouds. The bright mirror stops the water to keep one's mind, the Taishan and Qiaoyue towers stand upright, the blue sky and white sun respond to the straightness, the light, wind and bright moon serve to treat people. 2. Beautiful classical sentences
Listen to the strings break, and break the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
A pair of people from generation to generation, competing for education and ecstasy. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be the spring?
Once upon a time, there were flowers before the moon. Next year, today will be the end of the world.
I don’t know who I am waiting for in the years, and who will never look back in vain.
With a frown on his face, he sees through the enchantment of the mortal world. A song of Yingying brings many sad feelings to my fingertips.
Who will burn the smoke and disperse the ties of vertical and horizontal ties.
I don’t know the origin of love, but I am deeply in love with you, but no matter what, I am like a flower and a beautiful family, but in the end I am no match for you, and the years are passing by like a fleeting time.
I am a melancholy guest in the human world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.
The past covered by the passing years, white horses passing by, hastily turned into a trace of sadness.
One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.
Who made the string break in the end, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance.
Who can swallow the tears while drinking sake slowly? I hope that someone will call you by your name again.
The string of lovesickness is shallow, and a dream of mortal world is at your fingertips. Reincarnation changes, fate holds us, and we look back at the old fate.
When an actor enters a painting, he will live forever. In those years, cardamom would last forever.
Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only the loneliness. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears.
I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song.
The clouds are passing by, and the flowers are falling in the flowing water. How sad are you today? In the command room, everything is different, and human feelings are hard to break.
Ask Huahua without saying a word, for whom did she fall? For whom? Counting three parts of the spring scenery, half with the flowing water and half with the dust.
The lonely moon is as silent as the lotus, the lonely moon reflects the sleepless people, and the lamp is deep and the moon is light.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are filled with dust, and I sigh and miss my hometown for a long time. My old friend is old and his hair is stained with frost. I miss parting, but parting hurts.
It is not easy to type. If you are satisfied, I hope you will adopt it. 3. Looking for beautiful poems (both ancient and modern), the more the better
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, speechless and choked. 1. Use my three lives of fireworks to exchange your confusion for the rest of your life.
2. I am young and my time is spent. 3. The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the light to look back. The pavilion is short and the world is rolling. I sigh again.
4. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, and they were in a trance. 5. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, and only the blood was stained with ink and the fragrance was left to cry on the grave. 6. The boundless earth 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. 7. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.
8. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. 9. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.
10. Listen to the strings break and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.
If the flower falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. 11. There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.
12. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.
13. In the past, there were high-rise 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. 14. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15. Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die. 16. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives come and go, and there is a moment of joy and sorrow.
17. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. 18. Like flowers and beautiful families, years pass by like a fleeting time. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning.
19. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. 21. As time goes by, love never ends.
The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. 22. It seems that these stars are not like last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.
25. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua thank you, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever. 26. Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers are handed over, and I smile for you.
28. A few moments of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows. It’s ridiculous that I can’t help but have my destiny.
29. As time goes by, I dream back to the edge of the winding river, watching the fireworks bloom and the full moon appear.
30. 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. 31. At both ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.
32. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch for generations; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed. 33. If you don’t look back, why not forget.
Since there is no chance, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace.
No matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger. 34. My heart is slightly moved, but love is far away. Things are different, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.
35. Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side.
Even though the scene of discovery is long. 36. Just looking back at you makes me miss you.
37. One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. One song and one sigh, a lifetime for one person. 38. A thousand years of fame will bury you in one lifetime. The exquisite country is ridiculous but has no king's destiny.
39. The Phoenix Tour on the Phoenix Platform broke the promise and left, waiting all night. From then on, thousands of miles away, south and north of the Yangtze River, wept. 40. Lament the tears of beauties, the death of heroes, and there is so much suffering in this world.
How can we be happy when mountains and rivers are eternally silent? 41. The night rain dyes the sky and water blue.
Some people can achieve great success without gestures. 42. You must remember that the red sandalwood is not extinguished, and I am not gone either.
43. Who sighs in the years. 44. The vast sky of Han Dynasty holds the prosperity and sorrow, and between the curved eyebrows, destiny is destined to become the past.
45. The first makeup of the world of mortals, the mountains and rivers have no boundaries. The first face crushes the nightmare and has an unparalleled destiny.
46. The Jiangnan style is strong, the sky and water are blue, and the wishes of the heavenly religion are contrary to the body. 47. I will have no regrets even in such a bumpy life.
48. The passing years cover the past, passing by, hastily creating a trace of sadness. 49. The flowers covered by time bloom, and everything passes by and becomes blank.
50. No matter how beautiful I am, I will still be on the other side to protect you. 51. Those prosperity and sadness will eventually become a thing of the past, please don’t be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful and soul-stirring.
52. Your journey will never see my old age again. 53. The long song should be crying, for those promises that cannot be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, finally dispersed into clouds.
54. Walk in the sky with you and see the flowers all over the ground. 55. You must remember that in that month and year, weeping willows and purple roads appeared in the east of Luo City.
56. The vast land can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. 57. I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song.
58. Who burns the smoke and scatters the vertical and horizontal ties; listens to the broken strings and breaks the three thousand obsessions. 59. The breeze is moist and the tea smoke is blowing lightly.
Reliving old dreams, the old friend has passed away. 60. The maple forest is dyed with fire, the beautiful pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building.
Year after year, in front of the flowers and under the moon, there is a statue of fragrant wine. The red lotuses are falling from the water, but the only sound is the jade chime, but the feeling remains the same.
61. Yuzhu once wrote about a trip to Phoenix, where no one was seen and the water flowed empty. 62. He smiled and destroyed himself in the passage of time.
63. You can still drink tea calmly and crush this scene, the fireworks of the prosperous age. 64. In the bustling world, the flashy life is fleeting.
65. I am not me. When you turn around and leave, it is not me in Suzhou. 66. A few episodes of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows are ridiculous because I can’t help but have my destiny.
67. After passing through the years, I dream back to the edge of the winding water, watching the fireworks bloom and the full moon. 68. Life is like a white horse passing the knee, just suddenly.
However, I will live forever, but I can remember every word you say. 69. The paper is a little worn and blurry.
But every stroke and every trace seems to record thoughts that span thousands of years. 70. Destiny gathers and dissipates. Destiny is like water. We carry the world on our backs, just for one sentence, waiting for the next meeting.
71. Holding the old man in hand, imprisoning time and space, suddenly reaching the end of the world. 72. People can never see through the mirror, but they are just smoke and clouds between my fingers. Thousands of years in the world are like my moment.
73. Meeting and getting drunk is the front edge. The wind and rain have dispersed, and they will drift away. 74. There is a vast world of illusions. Once you meet, you will never forget it.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the master, smile when you meet him. 75. The world's ups and downs have come out of my generation, and the years have rushed me as soon as I entered the world; while talking and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, I can't bear the intoxication of life.
76. Sing loudly when you gain and rest when you lose. There is sorrow and hatred for a long time. There is wine today and you will be drunk now. You will be worried tomorrow. 77. It’s useless to miss lovesickness, but it’s pure madness to feel melancholy.
78. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch for generations; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed. 79. So be it, the mountains and rivers will never meet again.
80. Man and heaven are in the sky, how can we forget each other, how can we laugh so amazingly. 81. We meet by fate, but we meet by chance. Even across the world, I hope we can remember each other.
We are lucky enough to know each other, but not lucky enough to stay together. The blue sky and the bright moon will last forever.
82. We met too late, and fell in love too slowly. The dilemma of advance and retreat left me. We have been separated for a long time, and we have been together and separated. Can we go ashore when we turn around? 83. The weather is cold, the coldness is over, the world has become old, and the vicissitudes of love in the world have passed. I cried, it was so hard to give up, my heart felt empty, I wanted to let go, but I couldn't let go. The tears dried up, and I was wandering on the pillow. 84. 4. Ancient style beautiful and sad sentences, ancient style heroic sentences, short philosophical sentences
1 My lifelong waiting cannot be exchanged for your momentary gaze.
2 You can go back to the past, but you can't go back to the beginning.
3. How strong must you be to dare to remember.
4. Watch other people’s stories and shed your own tears.
5. Always look back at the other side when you are born inadvertently.
6 Walking alone to the end of the sea and the end of the world, there is no way to return, and the face is covered with frost.
7 The night is slightly cool, the lights are dim, and the music and singing are gentle.
8 On the right side of happiness, there is a deserted place.
9 Memories are a bridge, but they are a prison leading to loneliness.
10 In those years of cardamom, whoever promised it would live forever.
11. Like flowers and beautiful families, like the passing of time.
12 · Some things change forever once you turn around.
13. Waiting for a person, or waiting for a story.
14 I am young and my time is spent.
15 Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
16 After Rong Hua gave up, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever. 5. Similar to the beautiful ancient sentences about a good person
The vast earth can be destroyed with a sword, and where can the bustling music and songs fall.
Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.
I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. Who burns the smoke away and scatters the ties of vertical and horizontal.
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 falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.
Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrown country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.
In the past, there were high-rise 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. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.
The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. Like a beautiful couple like a flower, years pass by like a fleeting time. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning.
Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.
It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun. 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.
Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea. 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.
Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. Mountains and rivers are handed over, I smile for you, sigh for a while, laugh at the joys and sorrows of my life, my fate is up to me.
Through the passing years, I dream back to watching the fireworks blooming by the Qushui River and the full moon. The fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.
At the two ends of life, we stand on the edge of each other. We gather and disperse like water, carrying the world on our backs, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting. 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.
Just like that, the mountains and rivers will never meet again. If you don’t look back, why not forget.
Since there is no chance, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace.
No matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger. My heart is slightly moved, but my love is far away. Things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.
Maybe it was the marriage in the previous life or the fate of the next life, so meeting each other in this life only adds to a fruitless grudge. Year after year, one day after another, one autumn after another, one generation gathers and then partes, one is happy and the other is sad, lying on the same couch, looking for acquaintances in dreams throughout life, and they are together for a while We will get to know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side.
Even though the scene of discovery is long. There is a kind of forbearance that actually contains a kind of strength, and there is a kind of silence that is actually a shocking confession.
Just looking back at you makes me miss you. I raise my glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, I feel confused and one year old.
Turning around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Would you like to save me in the next life? One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit.
One song and one sigh, a lifetime for one person. The worldly relationship has always been like water, and tears are rarely needed, so why spend a lifetime of love? Don't be sentimental, for love will hurt yourself.
Whoever accepts someone’s calamity becomes someone’s obsession. If you run wild in this life, I will accompany you with wine.
Who wakes up from the coma in this world? Spring silkworms spin out love threads in the air, twisting and pinching themselves. They always trick people into confusing them. What’s the use of persistence in a moment of prosperity? I try to go to the top of the mountain to see the bright moon. I open my eyes and look at the world of mortals. I am pitiful that I am the person in my eyes. The thousands of strands of separation sorrow are constantly being cut, and the farewell thoughts are still confused and endless.
Ah! Just like the invisible green mountains, the green water flows endlessly! There is a desire to be a confidant, and the love is thousands of miles away, and the heart is moved; the feeling is just close, and the dream is lingering in the heart. It turns out that we have promised each other many times, but it seems like this has just passed away! The water is far away and the mountains are far away.
Love and knowledge are hard to let go of, so why not let them fly away. The most beautiful thing is the infinite meaning of gazing, as if we have met before in the past life, and the meaning of throwing red beans in the air is long, where are the people in the mountains and rivers, the chivalrous tenderness always makes me sad.
People can never see through the mirror, but the smoke and clouds between my fingers. The thousand years in the world are just like the sky and the flying snow, and I once had a one-night stand! ! Looking at the moon shape to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. Most of all, I stare at the infinite meaning, as if I have met each other in the previous life~~~~~~~~The meeting is the front edge, and the wind and rain are gone, drifting away. The vast world of illusion is boundless, and once you meet, you will never forget it.
Smiling when you meet the master, but if you don’t know him, what’s the problem? The tears are sour and the blood is salty, and I regret that my hands are spicy and my mouth is sweet. I only think that there is no sea of ??bitterness in the world. Gold and silver are white, but my eyes are red and my heart is black, but I don’t know that there is a blue sky above my head. If life is just like the first time we met, what happened? The autumn wind is sad, the painting fan changes easily, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change. Li Shan's words, after a clear night, half-tears, rain, and ringing, no regrets, how can I be so lucky? Thousands of miles.
Beautiful scenery and good weather, there is no sympathy for each other, no plan to pity each other! The beauty is far away, the lovesickness is painful, and the many thoughts are difficult to deal with. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, I can't bear to miss you! How should I deal with the people in the world who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, belittle me, belittle me, scold me, or lie to me? You can only tolerate him, let him, let him go, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, and ignore him. If you wait for a few more years, where will he go? Come Qianqian, the long waves are fluttering and the dreams are knotted, and the waves are wandering.
Look at its silk roots on the clear stream, swimming coldly and silently. Luan mirror, blue bird next to red wine, dying, gradually forgetting Su Su's slender fingers, not knowing how to think about it.
Don’t ask where the fallen flowers will go. They will hurt if they fall, but they will be cold if they stay. Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, drifts in the wind, dances in the rain, even if we practice in the same bed, in the end we will return to loess.
Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task.
I knew it would be difficult to fight, but I regretted not keeping him at that time. In addition to being charming and upright, he is also unique and connected to others. He can raise his eyebrows thousands of times without thinking about them for a day.
When I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo doors are filled with so much charm. Wild birds fly in, and it’s normal leisure again.
But I blame the white gull for looking at people and wanting to do it but not doing so. The old allies are all here, but the newcomers are here, why don't they say anything? Clouds rise from thousands of peaks, and sudden rains come and go in a blink of an eye.
How can the scenery create a picture when the sun sets over the trees further away? The green flag sells wine, and there is no one else on the other side of the mountain. As long as the scenery is bright, there will be nothing to do this summer. Both feet step on the waves of the world, and one shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present.
The number of articles in the world is Xiaoxiang. The number of articles in Xiaoxiang is my hometown. The number of articles in my hometown is my brother. I changed the article for my brother. Zhangtai Liu, Zhangtai Liu, are you still green in the past? Even if the long strip seems to be hanging down as before, it should be broken by other people's hands, and the talent of soaring into the clouds has never been opened in a lifetime. Where are the birds and the fallen flowers? The bamboos are dead, the tung trees are withered, and the phoenixes are not coming.
A good horse has no owner, and old friends are saddened by their death. Jiuquan Mo sighs, separated by three lights, and sends Wenxing into the night stage.
Life is a big dream. Autumn coolness comes several times in the world. The maple leaves are already singing in the corridor at night. Looking at the brows and temples, I am often worried about the lack of guests when I am drunk. The moon is bright and covered with clouds. 6. Beautiful sentences from classical classics
1. There are reversible and irreversible things in the world, and the passage of time is an irreversible thing.
— "South of the Border and West of the Sun" Haruki Murakami 2. Don't sympathize with yourself, sympathizing with yourself is the work of a despicable coward. ——"Norwegian Wood" 3. Death is not the opposite of life, but exists as a part of life forever.
——"Norwegian Wood" 4. If you don't give up anything, you can't get anything. 5. Just enough, I saw your happy look, so I am happy with your happiness. 6. Although there is such a vast space in the world, the space to accommodate you - even though it only takes a little - is nowhere to be found. 7. Because no one can understand, no one can tolerate, and no one can comfort... That's why people feel like they have nowhere to go. That is to say, the body can find a place to settle, but there is no place that can really accommodate you. A complete and pure soul! ! ! 8. Everyone has his own forest. Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again. 9. The fish said, you can't see the tears in my eyes because I am in the water.
Water said, I can feel your tears because you are in my heart. 10. In some circumstances, the very existence of a person is to hurt another person. 11. Once you die, you will never lose anything. This is the starting point of death.
"Dance, Dance, Dance" 12. Is there anything in the world that cannot be lost? I believe there is, and you better believe it too. "The Lost Marble Toy" 13. If you can get by without knowing it, that's even better.
"The Lost Marble Toy" 13. If you can get by without knowing it, that would be great.
"The Lost Marble Toy" 14. If you want to pursue art or literature, just read what the Greeks wrote. "The Song of the Wind" 15. The so-called perfect article does not exist, just as perfect despair does not exist. "The Song of the Wind" 16. If I can't catch him or keep him, I will let him fly.
Because he has his own wings and the right to choose his own sky. 17. I hope you don’t change your name in your next life, so that I can find you easier.
Sometimes loss is not sadness, but a kind of beauty. 18. When we learn to treat "giving up" with a positive attitude, we will have the huge wealth of "growth".
19. For people who love each other, the other person’s heart is the best house. 20. Between great sorrow and great joy, after laughter and tears, I experienced unprecedented pain and happiness.
21. Every time when he hurt me, I would use the good memories of the past to forgive him. However, no matter how good the memories are, they will be used up one day, and in the end, only the remains of memories will be left. , everything turned into torture, maybe I really never knew him. 22. He wants to tell the other person his gratitude: Our hearts are not stones.
Sooner or later, the stone will be shattered into pieces and changed beyond recognition. But the heart will not break.
We can communicate with each other about the intangible—good or evil. "All the Children of God Dance" Haruki Murakami 23. The pursuit of gain is the day it ends, and the process of seeking is also the process of loss - "South of the Border and West of the Sun" Haruki Murakami 24. Nets are everywhere, and there are nets outside the net. , there is nowhere to go.
If you throw a stone, it will inevitably turn and fall back on your head... Times are like quicksand, they are constantly flowing, and the place we stand is not the place we stand - "Dance Dance" Haruki Murakami 25 , Under certain circumstances, the very existence of one person will hurt another person. "South of the Border and West of the Sun" Haruki Murakami 26. The mountains and rivers are lonely, the streets are in order, and the residents are peaceful.
It is a pity that people have no figure, no memory, and no heart. Men and women can date each other but cannot fall in love.
Love must have a heart, and the heart has been embedded in countless unicorn skulls and turned into an "ancient dream" - "The End of the World and Cold Wonderland" Haruki Murakami 27. There are things that are redeemable and things that are irreversible in the world It's something that is irreversible as time goes by. - "South of the Border and West of the Sun" Haruki Murakami 28. Live peacefully. 29. Death is not the decisive factor in ending life.
There death is but one of the many elements that make up life. "Norwegian Wood" 30. I always thought that people grow old slowly, but that is not true. People grow old in an instant.
Selected from "Dance·Dance·Dance" 31. Is there anything in the world that cannot be lost? I believe there is, and you better believe it too. "The Marble Toy of 1973" 32. The perfect article does not exist, just like the perfect despair does not exist.
"Listen to the Song of the Wind" 33. So I closed my language and my heart. Deep sorrow is something that cannot even take the form of tears. "The End of the World and the Grim Strange Land" 29. Death is not the decisive factor in ending life.
There death is but one of the many elements that make up life. "Norwegian Wood" 30. I always thought that people grow old slowly, but that is not true. People grow old in an instant.
Selected from "Dance·Dance·Dance" 31. Is there anything in the world that cannot be lost? I believe there is, and you better believe it too. "The Marble Toy of 1973" 32. The perfect article does not exist, just like the perfect despair does not exist.
"Listen to the Song of the Wind" 33. So I closed my language and my heart. Deep sorrow is something that cannot even take the form of tears. "The End of the World and Grim Strangeness" 2. 7. Classic sad sentences in beautiful ancient style
Who kisses my eyes and covers my half-life wandering; who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow; who carries my heart and melts my half-life frost. ;Who, hold my shoulders and drive me into silence for the rest of my life.
Who can call my heart and cover up the misfortune of my life. Who abandons me and leaves me alone for the rest of my life; who can understand my intentions and make me have no regrets in this life; who can help me with an arm that will be unparalleled for thousands of years; who can pour my heart into my heart, and an inch of land is like a void; Who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the vanity of the world, and make my heart crazy?
Yi, cover my lips and eliminate the wandering in my previous life; Yi, hold my arms and eliminate the frivolity in my previous life. Holding my hand, I will accompany you in madness for thousands of lives; kissing your eyes deeply, I will accompany you for endless reincarnations.
Holding my hand, I will protect you from all the hardships of my life; kissing my eyes, I will give you a lifetime of affection. I, holding your jade hand, take away everything you have in this life; I, caressing your beautiful neck, shield you from the wind and rain in this life.
I held my son's green hair, holding my son's love for a lifetime; I held my son's hand and went to love him for a lifetime; once, in the name of my father, I saved you from sorrow in life; once, I felt pity for my son. , I wish you a safe life.
8. Beautiful and poignant classical sentences
The most beautiful is Nalan Ci! Sorry, I got a little excited! Sauvignon Blanc One step away from the mountains, one step away from the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, a thousand tents of lights at night.
The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are gone, and there is no such sound in my hometown. Die Lianhua The moon in the sky is the most pity for hard work. It is like a ring overnight, and everything is resolved every night (beside the jade).
Just like the moon, it is bright and clear at the end of the day, and the ice and snow are warm to you. It is not easy to cut off the fate, but the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook.
After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies. Mulan's words: If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad and painted on the fan. It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After the words of Lishan are passed in the middle of the night, there will be no regrets in the end with tears and rain.
How can I be lucky enough to be a man in brocade? I wish that day when my wings are connected and my branches are connected. Who cares about the west wind and is alone in the cold, rustling yellow leaves and closing the sparse windows, meditating on the past and setting the setting sun. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.
Nanxiangzi - Inscription for the Forgotten Wife, I shed tears even more silently, and regretted my unkindness towards the past. I relied on my paintings to reflect on my feelings, and I couldn't paint them with sadness. The other words are so clear, I woke up early from my dream at midnight, I woke up early from my dream, and even more, I cried all the rain at night before the wind.
Golden Thread Song-Gift to Liang Fen. Virtue is also a gift for the ears. Occasionally, in Zichen Jingguo, Wuyi family, there is wine but pouring on Zhaozhou soil. Who would be born with this intention? If you don't believe it, you will become a confidant.
His blue eyes are not old even when he sings loudly. He goes before the Lord and wipes away the heroic tears. Don't you see, the moon is like water.
***You must be drunk this night. Moreover, he and E Mei's ballads are taboo in ancient and modern times.
There is no need to ask about your life experience, just sneer and ignore it. Start thinking and repent from the beginning.
A thousand kalpas are expected in one day, and I am afraid that I will end up in another life later due to physical conditions. However, you have a strong promise, and you must remember it. Jiang Chengzi - Ode to History The wet clouds are all over the sky, and the peaks are low. The shadows are desolate and confusing, and I look suspicious.
It is neither fog nor smoke, when the goddess desires to come. If life is a dream, no one knows except in dreams.
Picking mulberry seeds The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, and laugh at me now. Disappointing the heart of spring, walking alone and singing alone.
Recently, I am afraid that talking about the past will cause knots all over my neck. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams? Huanxisha, who knows that wandering around is not a pity? The old tourist season is so beautiful.
People with broken hearts come from menstruation. There was a blush just before the rain, and a few wisps of soft green and smoke.
The beautiful soul disappears before the sunset. Qinyuanchun Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, I dreamed that the deceased woman had light makeup and plain clothes, holding her hands and choking with sobs, saying too many words that she could no longer remember.
But there is a saying in parting: "I wish I could be the moon in the sky, and I still get to meet Lang Yuan every year." The woman had never written poetry before, so she didn't know how she got it, so she thought about it later.
Life is floating in the blink of an eye, life is so miserable, how can you forget when you are wandering low? I remember that when the embroidered couch was idle, the red rain was blowing; the curved place of the carved lantern was surrounded by the setting sun. Dreams are hard to keep, poems cannot be continued, and I will cry even more if I win.
The remains are still there, but they are only turned around without being allowed to take a closer look. Looking again at the vast blue sky.
If you have short hair, you will definitely have frost in the morning. The relationship between earth and heaven has not been broken; spring flowers and autumn leaves are still hurt when touched.
I want to tie the knot, but I am shocked and shake it down, reducing the yesterday's fragrance of Xunyi. It’s really helpless, the sound of the beautiful sound is next to the flute, and the music is composed of the ileum.
Die Lianhua - Out of the Fortress There is no definite basis for the mountains and rivers in ancient and modern times. Amid the sound of horns being drawn, horses come and go frequently.
Who can talk about the desolation? The west wind blows the old red maple tree.
In the past, there were countless grievances. The iron horse fights, the road to Qingzhong at dusk.
How deep is the passion. The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain.
Qinyuanchun Looking at the Yinshan Mountain, I feel ecstatic and speechless. Seeing a few clusters of green peaks, you can see a ruler of genius; there is a patch of yellow sand, and there is no trace of dust on the winding ground.
Broken leaf city is deserted, the clouds are far away, and the cold smoke outside the sculpture is miserable. After hesitating for a long time, suddenly the ice cliff turned to rocks, and thousands of valleys were thundered.
The poor side is self-sufficient and the autumn is beautiful. Why bother? I will hate you so much in my life.
It is desolate and desolate, the eyebrows of moths are left in the tomb; the rotten grass is buried, and the bones of the horses are empty. The river turns to the north, and the bucket handle crosses to the south. There is a little bit of frost on the temples and premature aging.
If you don’t believe it, look back to the west wind, and everything will be miserable. Water Dragon Yin - Inscribed Ji Tu It should be noted that when a celebrity falls in love, it is usually easy to get sad.
The sound of Keting ceased, the four strings were broken, and the evil wind blew away. Thousands of miles away from home, neither life nor death, this life is a good one.
For the yellow sand and white grass, the leaves curl up, I hate it all my life, and write it all over again. They should be friends from Yaotai, but Duo, Zhanqiu and his wife.
In the severe cold, a few lines of rural tears echoed like rain. The size and width are heavily covered, and the jade beauty has been passed down for thousands of years, but it still has no owner.
The blessings in the world of weirdos are all paid by God, but the children are idiots and the girls are stupid. The remaining snow on the Huanxi sand is shining coldly on the screen.
The plum blossoms and the flute have been updated three times. There is no place where the moon is bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the world. I will burst into tears knowing what happened to you. Reminiscing about life in the sound of heartbreak.
Welcome to meet each other. The faint clouds touch the distant peaks, and they are cold and warm, just like my eyebrows at dawn and day. Red wax tears, green silk quilt, heavy water, but listen to the west wind in Huang Maoye shop.
Happy to meet, the falling flowers are like a dream, the musk smoke is faint, and the setting sun dives to the west of the small building. The sorrow is endless, and the weight is gone. Who knows, I am teaching the parrot in the jade cage to read Lang's poems.
Zhaojun’s Resentment: Who would cherish the good spring if it is locked away? Yao Jie stood in the dusk.
The sound of orchestral music in other courtyards was indistinct.
The pear blossoms are about to fade again, and the embroidery quilt is cold in spring tonight. Locking the red door in silence, Meng Chengen.
Zhaojun's Resentment The twilight rain blows wet the wind, the weary willows and lotuses are anxious. Skinny bones can't help but fall, and they always feel sad.
What can I say if you are not in the mood? It's not the time to complain. The drums have been updated three times, and the dream must come true.
Jiuquanzi Xie Quetumi, a piece of moon is as bright as water. The incense of the seal script has faded away, but I am still awake and the crows are crowing in the morning.
The tender and cold scoundrel wears thin clothes, and he is not close to the corner of the wall. The most worrying thing is that the lamp is about to fall and the geese are still flying.
Born Chazi, the east wind did not relieve his sorrow, and secretly spread the Hunan skirt. Carrying a sarong alone at night reflects the slender waist painting.
When the rug is gone, the water is filled with smoke, and the dew is dripping from the mandarin duck tiles. The flower bones are cold and fragrant, under the small cherry blossoms.
The shadow of the whip fell on the spring embankment, and the green brocade covered the mud roll. The veins tease the rhombus silk, and the tender water Wu Ji's eyes.
Who will prepare the cherry feast when we return home together with each other? The tears of wax annoy the east wind, and the old forts sleep in the new swallows. Sheng Chazi sat in the dust and blew the orchids.
The name of the tea is Dragon and Phoenix Tuan, and the name of the tea is Yuanyang Cake. The jade game is like a chess game, with the double-dwelling shadow reversed.
The flowers and moon are never idle, don’t let yourself wake up with lovesickness. The short flame of the raw chazi is used to pick out the remaining flowers, and the sound is silent for a long time at night.
When I was tired of dancing, I heard the chicken, and secretly felt that Qingling was wet. The water in the sky is connected to the dark sky, and the southwest corner is white.
I want to cross the Huanhua River, but my dream is light and weak. When I was born, I was melancholy. The colorful clouds were flying and the blue sky was falling. What could I know? There are no albizia flowers in sight, and the acacia tree is empty.
It’s always a different time, so that’s clear. They were sentenced to the longest night and all the misty rain.
Pink lips have a different kind of fragrance, and there is no brightening effect. Ling Bo wants to go away, but he lives in the east wind.
It is so desolate and sparse, how can it endure autumn like this? I still keep it, half a wisp of cold fragrance, the first rain in Xiangjiang River. Point the crimson lips - facing the moon. A kind of eyebrow. The lower string is not as good as the first string.
Qlang is not old yet, why should he be sad so early? The plain wall glowed slantingly, the bamboo shadow swept across the window, the empty room was quiet, the birds were chirping, and I went down to the west building again. It is like a dream that makes people in the tents and domes drunk, and the stars are crumbling. The dream returns across the Lang River, and is shattered by the sound of the river. Still sleeping, still sleeping, the explanation is tasteless when I wake up. The Bodhisattva Man The late morning wind blows away the snow in the middle of the night, and the beautiful soul is still in love with the peach blossoms.