meaningful short sentences in classical Chinese 1. What are the sentences that express deep feelings in ancient Chinese
1. Your husband is a rock, my concubine is a Pu Wei, and Pu Wei is like silk, and the rock has not moved. -"Peacocks Fly Southeast"
Meaning: You should be firm to me like a rock, and I should stick to love like Pu Wei. The rock is firm and unshakable, and the reed is as soft as silk and not easy to break.
2. that we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree.. Earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Meaning: In the sky, we hope to be lovebirds forever, and on the ground, we hope to be tying branches forever. Forever will come to an end one day, and this hate will never be eliminated.
3. evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, thunder and shock in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are combined, so I dare to be with you! From shangxie
meaning: I won't break up with you until the mountains are leveled, the rivers are dry, the winter thunder, Xia Xue and heaven and earth merge, and all the impossible things happen.
4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. -Tang Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"
Meaning: Even though the water in Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet, it can't compare with the friendship that Wang Lun gave me (Li Bai).
5. It used to be difficult for the sea to touch water, forever amber. Hurried by the flowers in the walk, lazy look back; This reason, half because of the ascetic ascetic, half because of you once you. -Tang Yuan-zhen's
Meaning: After experiencing the vastness of the sea, it will not be attracted by other waters. After experiencing the lingering sex in Wushan, the scenery in other places will not be called sex. Walking among the flowers, I have no idea to see the flowers blooming, partly because I am a Buddhist monk, and partly because I can't forget you ...
6. When you ask about your return date, evening rain will rise in autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window and said evening rain. -Tang Li Shangyin's "note on a rainy night to a friend in the north"
Meaning: You asked me the date of my return, and I haven't set the date yet; It's raining heavily in Bashan tonight, and the rain is rising all over the autumn pool. When will you and I get together again and cut the candle flowers in the west window? I'll tell you about the autumn rain tonight, my painful feelings.
7. I shall think of you in a floating cloud, so in the sunset think of me. -Tang Li Bai's "seeing friends off"
means that the floating clouds are as uncertain as a wanderer, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
8. here you must leave me and drift away, like a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles. -seeing friends off by Tang Li Bai
meaning: here we say goodbye to each other, and you are like a lonely tent floating in the wind and traveling thousands of miles away.
9. we wave our hands to say good-bye, and my horse is neighing again and again. -Tang Li Bai's "Farewell to Friends"
Meaning: We parted with a wave, and the Ma Xiaoxiao Changming, on which a friend rode, seemed reluctant to leave.
1. We know each other far and near, but Wan Li is still a neighbor. -Tang Zhang Jiuling's "seeing off Li Shaofu in Weicheng"
means that as long as we know each other and understand each other, it doesn't matter whether it is far or near, even if we are separated from Wan Li, we can be as close as our neighbors.
2. Ask for some meaningful and hard-to-understand sentences, preferably in ancient Chinese, and write about life.
Fireworks in March, the spring season finally came to me, and this spring with birds and flowers caught my eye. My eyes were smiling, and my heart was warm. Just because I met you, you were an angel on earth.
I wanted to start writing early, but I couldn't think. Why do you think? I clearly miss you in my heart, but I want to tell you nothing. At this time, I want to write you into my poem in the silent night through the bright spring, which is the language of love I sing for you.
The breeze and the scorching sun are unscrupulously releasing the melody of summer outside the window. The breath of spring has gradually faded away, and I am afraid of the scorching sun. Under a few windows, I twist a few silver threads and embroider a whisper of the world of mortals. Looking through the thoughts like water, I put tenderness into the thread of silk, let go of the ripples in my heart, twist acacia into this brocade, shed a needle and a thread of affection, pick a ray of coolness, embroider my worries, and let those broken dreams of the past fly and dance in my memory.
Cut a piece of worry, touch a few silver threads of years, and shuttle through the world of mortals. Fingers gently rise and fall in the mottled memory, and needles and thread shuttle through each other's past, and the scene is in a trance. Sing a poem of Tang poetry and Song poetry, play a piano sound, let the ancient rhyme drift through your heart, calm down, sort out your thoughts, shake off the drifting past on the brocade of memory, and needle it.
The brocade embroidered with sunshine, birds and flowers, and embroidered with an April day on earth. Gently sewing a needle and thread leads to a ripple from my memory. The dusty figure floats across my eyes, stopping, staring, holding hands and leaving. It seems that all ancient stories are involved in sadness and parting, and then only endless thoughts are left, which may be doomed to the long-cherished wish of the world.
Before you know it, the brocade is densely covered, and it has been embroidered from the acquaintance in winter to the parting in summer. Meeting and parting are like a graceful word, which is sad and beautiful. Stroking a heart mark quietly embroidered in your hand, the traces of needle eyes that are as quiet as spring water are spotless.
dribs and drabs, dribs and drabs, talk about the mood. Qian Qian's heart knot, after several entanglements, embroidered a brocade of ink and painting, which rendered the world of mortals of you and me.
One thought danced lightly on the plain brocade, another old dream sighed wantonly in loneliness, and each line shed tears in the past. When the fingers lightly fall, the tears have mottled the traces of memory, the heart has grown weeds, and the trembling hands have shaken off a few silver lines, and you can no longer embroider your face.
It has been embroidered for a thousand years. At this time, I miss the ground at dusk, so I used this piece of plain silk to embroider my deep feelings for you. So quietly put you in my heart, with time, gradually.
Let the prosperity be exhausted, let the fireworks be unbearable to cut, but your figure will never leave the brocade I knitted. The twilight outside the window is getting thicker and thicker. I gently pick up the purples that I used to touch, embroider a dreamlike state of mind on the brocade, and make ripples in my heart from time to time. The unspeakable pain is engraved in my heart, which makes my thoughts fly in the distant time and space and lifts my eyebrows.
a petal falls, whose sigh rings softly in time and space? In a trance, the needle and thread in your hand is weak, and your mind is condensed into Qian Qian's knot, only you can untie it.
In the courtyard, there are many branches and leaves, and the smoke from kitchen chimneys rises in the air at dusk. Have you forgotten the woman sitting by the window? Her full of sadness weaves the throbbing heart on the brocade, are those clear curved eyebrows engraved in your heart? Embroidery, still embroidering, Sandy fiddled with brocade with her hands, and needles and silks danced at her fingertips. On the brocade, there were sometimes flowers and colorful flowers, but there was always a figure dancing in it, which seemed vague and clear. The most beautiful fragrance of the world of mortals is embroidered on brocade and silk, and also buried in brocade and silk.
I lightly weave my own pain and quietly embroider my own wounds. Perhaps, just embroidered a lonely world of mortals, and everything is a dream.
There are too many similarities among all the romantic affairs in the world. I embroidered the same words on the brocade. Sigh! I am willing to embroider these same words again in the world of mortals of you and me, and perform countless times of persistent love. Staring at Su Jin, I suddenly felt that my dream was too long and my feelings were so deep that I forgot the cycle of time.
I really want to embroider my own blue sky at the end of the brocade, fly freely and forget the world of mortals. (an article. )
1. Because we know each other, we cherish each other; Because of sincerity, the true feelings will last forever! 2. Having a friendship is the blessing of past lives or the fate of this life! ? In the dark, I ask God …3. The sustenance in the hot summer is like the midnight wind, with a refreshing blow and a touch! Like an orange bitten, sweet and sour! 4. Old guy, life is not a one-man show, and your role is not alone! 5. Memory ointment, applied repeatedly, unless it is an unhealed wound! 6.yi's personal world is the loneliness knocked out. 7. The loneliness of youth is the embellishment of life. Youth without loneliness is sad. However, lonely youth is not without happiness, but we don't know happiness. 8. Life-class is over ... school is over ... holiday ... graduation ... mixed up enough ... old ... regret ... dead.
9. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile at everyone. 1. At our crossroads, who is waiting for the next stop? The city is getting dark. When love passes, how many people will be happy? 11. Happiness is the same, and there are thousands of sorrows.
12. Eat when you are hungry, and often have breakfast and lunch together. 13. Friends who thought they would stay with you all their lives suddenly found out that they were gone one day and one month. 14. People are tired of living because they can't put down their shelves, tear off their faces and untie their complex. It is better to be yourself than to walk on in other people's lives.
15. The best things are often unexpected and come by accident. 16. A separate fork in the road turns to more than just life.
When youth is over, it's not just the heart that is hurt by the fragments carelessly left behind. Missing is fruitless and finally torrential.
17. If you are hurt in your heart, can you really forget it? You don't need to pack it ... 18. The cup of life is always on the coffee table of life ... 19. I wanted to eat my sorrow one by one, but I ate it into a fat man one by one.
2. Hiding in the doomed street, smiling and understanding water under the bridge. 21. Acacia trees, which have flown for years, have been mistaken by the west wind for no reason.
people are farther away because of their homesickness. Where do the whistling leaves fall? 22. Some things seem to be forgotten, but they are so close to the memory ... 23. Occasionally, I will groan without illness, but the pain that is pressed in my heart will pile up into an insurmountable mountain and break my heart. 24. Some people are actually a kind of happiness after going through life.
25. One end of the train is eternal concern, and the other end is eternal yearning.
3. Who has beautiful and meaningful famous sayings?
1. If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is a sailor at sea. At the moment when the bell rings, you paddle the textbook moored in the harbor like a boat with the whip of the faculty. On the desk, the problems are piled up like a reef. Your gestures are vivid like a flying bird, waving a beautiful arc on the platform-ships pass through ... There is no cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart.
2. Hope comes from disappointment, and rising begins with worry. As a poet said, those who feel hungry must digest well, those who feel urgent must be efficient, and those who feel crisis must make rapid progress.
3. Don't wander under the tree, meditate in the rain or shed tears in the dark. Look ahead, don't look back, as long as you are brave enough to face it and look up, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, which will not make people feel confused.
4. The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of the pines and cypresses, which looks so quiet and solemn. The green lawn and the white cement road are dignified, and the footsteps are so light, but everyone's hearts are so excited and thoughts are surging.
5. The ocean of life is not like Xizi Lake with rippling blue waves. With the passage of time, it is sometimes calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves surge into the sky ... People tend to become stronger after being tested by strong winds and waves.
6. When you are immersed in the warm wind, birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, and fertile fields, you will be intoxicated. When you face the golden autumn season, which is as golden as silver and fruitful, you will be delighted. Have you ever thought that the abundant spring scenery is heroic after severe cold baptism, but the beautiful scenery of autumn is the crystallization after melting in the hot summer?
7. If you want to harvest fruits in golden autumn, you should roll up your trouser legs in early spring when the chill invades people, and make unremitting efforts to pioneer, sow and cultivate until the day of harvest.
8. Life is a winding path in the mountains, with bumps and cliffs on the side. If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Don't pretend! This is frankness, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but it can add a sense of caution. The mountain flowers are gorgeous and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is frankness, not pride, because a smile does not affect the road, but can increase confidence.
9. Love is a piece of sunshine in winter. People who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world. Love is a clear spring in the desert, and people whose right to use is on the verge of despair see the hope of life again; Love is a shower sprinkled on the long-term drought land, which makes the lonely and helpless people get spiritual comfort immediately.