The colored glass comb caresses the hair, and the painting is infatuated.
2, teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle faint Luo Zhang. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
Time is a biennial flower, wading across the river and letting a hundred flowers blossom. Looking back, I'm surprised how much I love you.
4. Use my death to protect you from harm all your life.
5, spring outing, apricot flowers blowing full head. Who is younger among strangers? Full of love. I'm going to marry him and grow old together. Don't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned.
6, the frosty night is picturesque
Reflecting the skin is better than snow, and the breeze blows white and develops.
When he is worried about breaking his bald head, who can solve his worries?
Lamenting the past songs is unacceptable.
Who sings easily?
I traveled thousands of miles for you.
Look at those colorful eyebrows and haggard eyes.
But you just can't see it.
But you just can't see it.
Stay here alone.
Who sings and dances?
The dance steps are amazing, the thinking is flying, and the clothes are Sandy.
Wanshui Qian Shan Xue DuDu
You just don't understand.
The moon is frosty and the night is picturesque.
Hand-made fiber plain lining, clothes rolled by the wind, lifted.
The flute is long and the moonlight doesn't shine on my heart.
I just want you to read it carefully.
When did you stop to look back?
When do you reach out and hold your hand?
7. Zhang Qiling-Lend me 3,000 pens to draw his indifferent eyebrows.
Have a glass of sake with me to sacrifice his innocence.
Wu Xie-Let me grow white for ten years, and he will come back every other day.
Walking in the snow in West Lake, Xun Mei, Hangzhou and Suzhou.
Aesthetic sad ancient poems
Aesthetic sad ancient poems
1, not everyone can look back at the moment of youth. You can see the Iraqi people standing independently under the dim light and staring at each other for a long time.
2. If every dust can walk thousands of times, I would rather indulge the world this time.
3, Bo, don't walk in the sunset, and you, don't stay.
4. If love can really stick to the most emotional feelings, how can there be Chen Ajiao, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Wei Zifu in the world?
5. Pay attention to the scenery along the way, and you will find that it has gone far and far!
6. Life is a lonely picture, and time is a silk thread, which will guide you to complete this beautiful picture and lead you to the silence of life.
7. A parting scene is enough to make all love look pale and powerless!
8, flowers bloom and fall, things are impermanent, the spring breeze is proud, but I don't know that the west wind is coming!
9. Leave a love and stay at Fengqiao.
10, flashy life is fleeting, leaving only spoony tears.
1 1. Raise your head slightly and let the flowers slide down your cheeks. This moment is beautiful and sad.
12, sentimentality is always annoyed by ruthlessness.
13, tenderness, look into your eyes.
14, I can't draw your sadness.
15, sad, love has been disconsolate.
16, flowers bloom on the other side, and the other side is fragrant. It's still early to be infatuated. Mo Daoxiang disappeared from the jade meteorite, and then felt dejected.
17, there will always be a pure land in our hearts, so let's keep a innocence.
18, who is it? In the ancient castle of the ancient road, I slowly wondered whose hand was holding the childhood years, passing by, bustling and falling, and grasping it tightly. Let me know that there are flowers in this world that are warm and can stand the eternal cold.
19, falling in love in this life is not for eternity. I just want to meet the past again and then continue the frontier. There is no reason.
20. There is great beauty in heaven and earth without paying for it.
2 1, I will be alone all my life, that is, two of a kind, so don't extend my regret easily.
22. Pick up a cool heart, wander among the flowers, and let the warm petals precipitate the bitterness in your heart.
23. If you miss this life, you will lose the oath of your previous life.
Simplicity means that complexity has been thoroughly understood.
25. We know how to cherish family ties, and we learn to forgive because we know how to cherish them. So our relationship lasted for a long time.
26. Deep feelings have already surpassed the shackles of words and the measurement of material things, because love is priceless and infinite.
27, because of love, because of love, because of hate, but also because of hate and affection.
28. For her, even if she refuses to forgive me and accept me, I will let her go once, and once is enough.
29. When is the evening? Who stole the music? Oh, it's me, but I've been drunk for three years.
Shao, 30, can't escape the cycle of life and death after all. Helpless, helpless, how many autumn days?
Aesthetic Ancient Poetry _ Aesthetic Poetry
1. Have I seen you on a dead end, by the forgotten river, beside Sanshengshi and Naihe Bridge?
Second, look at the 33 rd house, but the highest is not far from hating the sky; It is difficult to get sick for 440 times, and the most bitter thing is long-term care.
Third, it may be a marriage in a previous life, or it may be a fate in the next life. Meeting in this life will only increase useless resentment.
Fourth, the fireworks rose and fell that night, and it was impossible to open emotional entanglements.
5. Complex experiences have carved deep lines in the corners of the eyes. I turned and carved a flower.
Six, the white temples are wrinkled, the bamboo sticks are long in the hand, the birds are singing, and the north wind is barren, leaving only the eyebrow line company commander.
Seven, lamenting the tears of beauty, the death of heroes, the world is much more bitter. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
Eight, melt into the Milky Way and quietly light up the sky with the bright moon; Walking into the grass, just smile and join hands with the breeze to dye the green earth. This can also be regarded as being kind to life and living up to the years.
Nine, it was a prosperous time, and we were hurt beyond recognition by loneliness.
Ten, the heart belongs, but sadness has become the sea.
Eleven, meet a drunk is the leading edge, wind and rain fell, where fell.
Twelve black birds fly across the sky. I am standing in the city. Look at the time of burning to ashes. Make noise.
Thirteen, listen to the string break, break three thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
Fourteen. Finally, the smile disappeared for a second.
Fifteen, miss you, turn candles into tears, burn out old Tang Yan, why are you wandering today?
Sixteen, Chang' an cold, Zhangtai singing and dancing; Who cherishes the easy time? Praise the flower shadow and hold the wine to send the scenery; Folding the spring breeze is ruthless.
Seventeen years old, always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.
Eighteen, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind and dew standing in the dark?
Nineteen, let him know everything and smile for you.
Twenty, in the final analysis, is just an imperial dream, and it is empty.
Twenty-one, you said that you were alone and paired with the mirror; Then there were three people on the road, and the years were long.
Twenty-two, gather this love and hate into a cup, and you don't need to ask right or wrong to get drunk.
Twenty-three, the world is drunk, drunk and dreaming, the world is stupid, infatuated with no regrets.
Twenty-four, who forgot first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
Twenty-five, when the red maple sighs, the water in the pool ripples, and the wind sweeps the maple pool. Time has passed.
Twenty-six, fate is like water, and only for one sentence, waiting for the next encounter.
Twenty-seven, you disturbed my dream, and you gave me half a life of desolation.
28. Floating words, tea and ancient paintings
Twenty-nine, raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow, and be at a loss for another year.
30. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.
Never 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.
Aesthetic Poetry of Ancient Style and Rhyme _ Aesthetic Poetry
First, what I gave up was the relationship, and what I left behind was an indelible memory.
Second, 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.
Third, the picture of the world of mortals, who painted the love of life and death? In the end, I can only keep the same face. This is a thousand years.
Fourth, holding the piano without words is unforgettable. Play a bitter peach blossom, who knows, who wants to?
5. The case of "Picturesque Eyebrows" tells the story that the lotus on earth turned and withered in front of the Buddha of mercy, and the piano sounded like epilepsy. You buried a legendary period. If you listen to him pluck the strings, can you go back in time? May the lotus beside the Buddha not fade.
6. The sun has set, the sky is dark, the reflection is looking back at the water, the shadow of the bridge is lingering, and the time flies into the other shore.
Seven, ok, soak in the joys and sorrows of the Millennium. Who will make more plans for the white horse whistling in the west wind? If I get drunk, I will die drunk in my dream.
Eight, Phoenix, who once visited here, failed to keep the appointment in its name and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
9. Who threw red beans in the south of the Yangtze River and left acacia grass?
10. I always wonder whether my memory lives at the end of the strip or whether my ring dies at the end of the strip.
1 1. The butterfly is very beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.
Twelve, the wind swept away the pain to be hurt, the rain washed away the fishy smell of the streamer, the sand stained our laughter, and you still bloomed like a flower.
Thirteen, how many joys and sorrows are there when the chess pieces are knocked down?
Fourteen, a trip to mountains and rivers, I put on my hair and sang songs, and walked through the morning breeze and the waning moon.
Fifteen, love. Looking at the center of the earth, the sky is high and wide. The cold wind is clear to the dew, and there is no place to live, which is cold and leaking.
Sixteen, floating life is like this, not less and less, it is better to meet each other.
Seventeen years old, as long as a thousand years, a smile, eternal life.
Eighteen, the previous life was a peach blossom, which covered my eyes when I missed you.
Nineteen, dark clouds cover the moon and no one is seen. I can't describe how lonely it is.
Twenty, Mu Yan, Simu Mu, speechless, my name.
Twenty-one, return air comfortable sleeve dance away from people, the sound of the piano reminds. When is the night in Mo Wen? I'm afraid to explore the date of return. From then on, I was lonely and listened to the blue sea and smoke. Sky Sawano pitching room, but he didn't find what he wanted in either place.
22. If I had a pair of eyes to shed tears for me, I would like to believe this sad life again.
Twenty-three, wait for the flowers and waves to be alone with you.
24, at night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, Xiao Xuan window is dressing up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears