Beautiful Chinese style
1. Nether Road, Wangchuan River, and sighing in front of the Naihe Bridge.
2. Look at the fallen flowers flying beside the moon, how many vicissitudes of life there have been! Wandering alone, getting lost, looking back.
3. In the pure joy, we meet each other in the world of mortals; looking at the sky, who can understand the prosperity?
4. If the present and the past are separated, they will be separated forever. The Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and the floating life is at rest.
5. Life is a big empty dream, and the years are spent, but they are fleeting.
6. Look at the charming city, then look at the charming country.
7. Allow me three thousand pens and inks to paint you as a peerless person.
8. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
——Yan Shu in "Spring in the Jade House"
9. If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan.
10. The jade eaves ring with jade. Golden lock Xiaolan room. The building is high at night, the courtyard is covered with flying frost, and the bright moon sinks into the vat. The clouds and rain will not become the dream of Wu Gorge. I look forward to the fairyland and the misty water. At the end of the month before the wind, climbing high and thinking far away is infinitely desolate.
——"Extreme Lovesickness" by Cai Shen
11. The sad things in the Southern Dynasties through the ages still sing of the flowers in the backyard. In the old days, when the king gave thanks, to whose house did the swallows fly to in front of the hall? Suddenly, in a dream, the immortal skin beats the snow, and the palace bun is piled with crows. Sima Jiangzhou, his green shirt is wet with tears, they are both at the end of the world.
——"The Full Moon" by Wu Ji
12. The night is full, the green lotus moon is full of red makeup; the peach blossom face, under the Bodhisattva, and white pistils become flowing light. .
13. If there is no fate, why do we get together? If there is fate, how can it happen when fate is gone? Dependent origination and cessation, the destiny is you.
14. The still water runs deep, the music plays on the wind, and you are like a flower and a beautiful family. It is just because you look back on me that it makes me think about morning and evening. After turning around, a wisp of fragrance is far away, the passing snow is shallow, the feeling of spring is strong, and the smile is deep. One leaf blooms, one pursues, one flower blooms, one world, one person loves one person all his life.
15. The beautiful woman holding an umbrella in the rain, the beautiful scenery is completely invisible in the painting. She turns her head and stares to see where she is. She envy others and hate herself!
16. The flute sounds in the green mountains and valleys, and the white crane vibrates. Yu Ren is soaring; I am wandering and I am crazy, just like clouds and cranes traveling everywhere.
17. The green leaves grow red, the pistils are exposed and the flowers bloom and fall in the same way as in the past. I just hate that when we join hands in front of flowers, the past becomes empty.
——"Lang Tao Sha" Yan Jidao
18. The time is quiet and good, and I talk to you; the years are flowing slowly, and I am with you; the prosperity has faded, and I am old with you.
19. The sky is full of peach blossoms for ten miles, and the hosta secretly cherishes the years. Looking at the flowers and shadows to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.
20. The beautiful woman is wearing red makeup under the moonlight. I wonder who hurt her?
21. Nine Nether Yin spirits, gods and demons in the sky. Use my blood and body as a sacrifice. Three lives and seven lives, forever falling into Yama. Just for love, no regrets even if I die.
22. The moon is with the stars, the stars are with the moon, the stars are twinkling, and the moon is obsessed with it. The flowers are drunk and the butterflies are in love with the flowers. The butterflies dance gracefully and the flowers are beautiful.
23. The eyebrows are furrowed and the moon is about to sink. Are you struggling to endure but not looking for each other? The blame for the lonely quilt changes my heart. Because of your heart, I know and remember each other deeply.
24. Some people, once they meet, will be in love for a thousand years; some hearts, once they start, will be overturned; some feelings, once attached to them, will be destroyed; some fates, once intertwined, will be doomed.
25. When you are drunk, you realize that the wine is strong; when you wake up, you realize that your dreams are empty. It turns out that watching the withered flowers is also a kind of pain. Who buried a lifetime of promises at your tomb? Whose love of life and death can be depicted in the scroll of the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep my unchanged appearance for a thousand years. Looking at the sky full of cherry blossoms, sadness flows, but it cannot cover up the mottled passage of time. For whom did the burned-out elegance turn into the flower of the other side? Whoever strokes my hair owes me a lifetime price.
26. Whoever holds my hand will control my madness for half my life. Who touches my face and comforts my sorrow for half a lifetime. Who warms my heart and melts the frost of half my life. Whoever abandons me will leave me alone for the rest of my life. Who understands my intention and makes me have no regrets in this life. Whoever helps me will be unparalleled in my position. Whoever touches my lips will estimate that I was homeless in my previous life. Whoever takes my arms will eliminate my frivolity in my previous life. Who can hold my hand and accompany me crazy for three lifetimes? Who kisses my eyes and stays with me for thousands of reincarnations.
27. The lonely pear blossoms are light in their beauty, floating gently and drifting into the painting with the wind.
28. On the top of Qingyun Mountain, in front of Xiaozhu Peak, the weeping bamboo sheds tears of thought. Dressed in white, he stands alone in the world, like a fairy.
29. Wandering at the end of the world, I have endless thoughts. We met, but in a hurry. Hand in hand with the beautiful woman, and the tears are broken and the red is left. Why ask what Dongfeng Yu is like? Spring is here, who is it with?
30. The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold and the dew is thick. If we hadn't seen him at the top of the jade mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon. "Qing Ping Tiao" Li Bai
31. If you can't see it, you can't meet it. Can't wait, can't see. Then let go of this Naihe Zen. But there will be no resentment and no fate.
32. A bright moon over a river, looking back who is missing. A glass of turbid wine, who will be drunk when we meet. In the spring of the year, who will be popular with peach blossoms? Looking back, who did I meet in this world? A little bit of understanding, who gave it to someone with true feelings. A word of cherishment, who is sent to by the end of the world. After some desperation, who did the fish book send to? There is a dream behind the curtain, who is thinking about someone while leaning on the railing. A night of frost and wind, snow and rain sent someone away. A low voice sings, and someone is fascinated by talent. A kind of lovesickness and leisurely sorrow for whom.
33. The sorrow of separation is hard to end in this life, and the tears of lovesickness are shed in the world of mortals. Don't look back, you are so infatuated with love. If love is not heart-breaking in the end, how can it be? The love is as cold as frost every night.
Pour a glass of green wine and drink up the loneliness. Little do you know that the faint loneliness makes people so embarrassed, and the road to love will be long and slow. It cannot be erased, the words are still so desolate, I am true, I am false, I am crazy, I laugh.
34. Life is like a dream, gatherings, separations, and separations. The morning is like the withered spring flowers. How often we get together, how often we separate. Destiny comes and goes as you please. In the blink of an eye, her black hair and black hair looked back indifferently, with a few vicissitudes of life in her heart. I shed tears alone.
35. Take advantage of the clear autumn breeze, put on an elegant plain dress, drink a cup of tea before the rain, stroll under the pear tree, let the white flowers fall, be gentle and elegant, and the pure jade is flawless.
36. 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.
37. Listen to the broken string and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
38. Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, flowers and leaves cherish each other and will never be seen again.
39. Whose hair has been messed up by the lonely Guchen; whose fleeting years have been promised by the riverside of Sansheng. But who on the bridge drank the Meng Po soup and carved this longing for me. Forget, sentimentality! The red thread tied by mistake in Yue Lao's hand has been dull for thousands of years. Years pass by like a fleeting time, allowing me to miss you endlessly; the butterfly flower falls, allowing you a lifetime of tenderness; the full moon is incomplete, and the oath is sad, but the flowers bloom in that life and fall in this life.
40. Yes Who holds whose hand to meet in this life and the next? The oaths made by each other, the figures gradually fade away, leaving me alone to wait for an ancient myth. Who accompanied whom to the side of the broken bridge, how many dusk drums and bells were sent away? Today, the broken bridge remains the same, only the old heart has changed. You left suddenly, leaving me alone to search for the traces of yesterday. I gently searched for the traces of yesterday. Smiling lightly, just for this heartbroken love.