Let's talk about the mood in beautiful and sad archaic sentences:
1. Holding on to the old, it imprisons time and space, and all of a sudden it will end
2. Remember, I didn't go until the rosewood went out.
3, people can never see through the mirror, but I mean a thousand years in the world, like a moment.
4. if you don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no chance, there is no need to swear. Today, all kinds of things are like water. Tomorrow evening, you are a stranger.
5, your journey, never see my old.
6. At both ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.
7, people and days are empty, why forget each other, why laugh and surprise.
8. Use my three fireworks to change your confusion for life.
9. Who will scatter the smoke and loose the vertical and horizontal ties?
1. Listen to the string and break the three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, oblivion, once the wind ripples. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
11. There are trees in the mountains, but there are branches in the trees. I'm glad that you don't know.
12. Whoever forgets each other forgets first, and turning to the motherland is the old country. I refused to play, and the shadows were amazing.
13. In the past, there were high-rise buildings that sang songs at night, and there were dancing sleeves on them.
14. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15. I finally covered the whole world with the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
16. The still water was deep, and Cang Sheng sang songs; Three lives are sunny and round, and once you are sad and happy.
17. Under the moonlight, I laugh at the love and hate in the world, and the world is full of red dust.
18. Under the eaves of the bell, the eaves are guarded by the bell, and the bell does not know; The wind moves the heart of the bell, and the bell is a 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 and stupid!
19. A few sighs about the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous that my life is not up to me.
2. It's ridiculous to bury you all my life, but there is no king's life.
21. The reason why peach blossom is lonely is that it grows for people who are emotional. Bloom for the injured.
22. phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them broke an appointment and left, waiting all night. Since then, Wan Li has been crying in the south of the Yangtze River and in the north of the Yangtze River.
23. Once the world is completely silent, I don't know whether it is sad or injured.
24, the still water is deep, and the song is sung; Three lives are sunny and round, and once you are sad and happy.
25. The past, which was covered by years, passed quickly and cast a touch of sadness.
26. There is no sadness when you leave this season. Only endless thoughts are spreading wildly.
27. You can live happily, but you have no regrets when you die.
28. Accumulate the eternal love thread and crush the deep red acacia.
29. The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and you are standing everywhere.
3. The lingering charm of Qingyuan is a distant and untouchable sadness, such as weiyun's lonely moon, which can only be seen from afar.
31. Lights and stars, voices and songs are endless.
the moon is covered with dark clouds, and there are no people left. I can't tell you how lonely I am.
32. It's hard to lament the loss of a hero and a beautiful face. The mountains and rivers are always silent, how can they be happy?
33. The dusk is like smoke, the clouds are full of illusions, and the pink bells are ringing;
an idle man, Zhuang Sheng, wrote a poem, Brewmaster, and let him have a drink.
Ying Du is dressed in cloth, lonely and poetic, and has no intention of staying or staying in Mei Mei;
Gardenia flowers are green, and autumn pond is cold and rainy.
34. It's natural to see signs of ups and downs in life and haste in the world. Turning around and being silent, distant mountains and flowing water, the world of mortals, diaries, mottling and memories all hide more worldly fate in the ink painting.
35, north city. Looking back, it's amber. Turn around for a lifetime.
when the dust settled and the lead was washed away, who put her hands on her sleeve and poured out the world? And who won the beauty and traveled all over the world with her?
The wind blows sand into a desert. Wait for me, and it will be ten years of long meditation.
Meeting me doomed your above, he searched the Green Void, below, the Yellow Spring.
36, how many beauties are worn out, how many lovesickness pieces are broken, and only the blood-stained ink is left to cry.
37, sitting alone in front of the mirror, the face is vicissitudes, and people help the drunken moon to lean against the wall
38, if you can really travel thousands of miles
, then why miss you thousands of miles
Even though it is a romantic Millennium, Wan Li Jiangshan
is not as good as the moment of looking at you.
39. Who will really see the end of the world with whom, with a beautiful face and white hair, or a wonderful flower in the sea.
4. It's still cold in the sound of lights and shadows, and the water is still cold
In my dream, the bamboos sing softly outside the building and outside the mountain
No one outside the building and mountain has returned it
The geese look back too early, and the people who forget to play the piano in Sichuan are full of tears
41. The flaming maple forest, the Qionghu song month, and Long song lean against the building.
every year, before the flowers and under the moon, there is a fragrant wine.
The water falls red-violet, and I only hear Yu Qing, but the situation remains the same.
42, Han Xiao is boundless, holding the prosperity and sadness, bending the eyebrows, destiny takes a hand, becoming a thing of the past.
43, the world of mortals is just beginning to make up, and mountains and rivers are boundless. The initial face, crushing the nightmare impermanence, life is unparalleled.
44. The paper is a little worn and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.
45. The fate of gathering and scattering is like water, and it is only for one sentence, waiting for the next meeting.
46, holding on to the old, imprisoning the time and space, and suddenly reaching the end of time.
In my dream, all the flowers are falling, and this feeling is not over, which is unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the song is still singing.
47. The illusory world is vast. Once you meet, you will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you meet your host and not knowing each other?
48. The world is full of storms, and it's time to rush into the Jianghu. When you talk and laugh, you can't live a drunken life.
49. If you win, you will lose, and you will rest. Worrying and hating are also leisurely. If you have wine today, you will get drunk, and tomorrow you will worry about it.
5. If you don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no chance, there is no need to swear. Today, all kinds of things are like water. Tomorrow evening, you are a stranger.
51. We meet by chance, but we can't get together. I hope we can remember each other.
I'm lucky to know each other, but I'm not lucky to stay together. The sea is bright and the moon is bright, and it lasts forever.
52. Seeing each other late, falling in love too slowly, I am in a dilemma.
If the fate is too far apart, and if the fate is too far apart, will I be able to go ashore?
53. My heart is moving, but I feel far away. Things are not, people are not, and everything is not. I can't catch up with you in the past.
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55. If I had spoken first, would the days still flow like water
56. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.
57. I am fascinated to see others in pairs, and there is no place to play acacia tears.
58. How do you know that a thousand miles of roads lead to the same goal?
It's not until you walk through the snow that Xun Mei looks back at the end of the day.
59. Where is the river in the sound of flutes and cold windows?
6. Every year, every day, autumn and autumn, one generation urges the next to get together and leave, one is happy and the other is sad. He knows each other for a while, plays and sings for a while
61. I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing off all the memories.
62. Two people finally stopped missing each other. Join hands to ask about the years and watch the years go by. The wind and cloud are chic. The setting sun has gone down
63. The long summer has passed away, and the early autumn between Shan Ye has quietly set foot in.
64. Phoenix is in pairs, flying around in misty rain and autumn.
now, the phoenix is gone, and the phoenix is empty.
65, in a trance, wandering. I think of the heavy water in Fengtian, the rainy season and the slightly cold early autumn.
66. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
67. There are many fireworks in the long strip. You look back with the light.
The pavilion is short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.
68, who finally broke the string, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the trance was blurred
69, how many beauties were exhausted, how many lovesickness pieces were broken, leaving only blood and ink to cry and bury.
7, the vast land is broken with one sword, where is the prosperity? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even though others laugh at me.
71. Let him be clear in everything, and laugh for you.
72. Send a song to Jun, regardless of the reunion of the people at the end of the song. A beautiful heartbreaking sad sentence about the mood
The latest beautiful heartbreaking sad sentence about the mood:
We used to love each other, but now we are only separated. I think I can put you down one day, and I won't lose sleep all night, get drunk all day and cry for you until dawn. You will meet the one you like, and I will marry someone who loves me. From then on, we will forget each other in the rivers and lakes and get along well.
I was waiting for you, but you delayed coming, so I took the lead in pulling away from you in this messy feeling. I thought I would always look back and feel sad for liking you, but in fact, I lived well, enriched and practical without waiting for you. Think of it as a mistake when you came along the road before.
When I come to your city, I wonder if you have walked along this road under my feet, and whether my mood at that time is the same as that of me at this moment. Did passers-by pass by you once, and what kind of expression did you have at that time? Probably the most self-deceiving miss is like this. When you are gone, you feel that you have always been there.
Sometimes I love you so much that I forget myself. I always believe in you, so much so that I doubt myself. In order to love this scene, I persistently played your supporting role, only to find out in the end that I am not the only one with a similar role, and how many tears are floating outside your heart. No matter how close you are, no matter how far you are apart, and you don't stand at the same height, any reason is a distance. It's good not to worry about your heart, your feelings, your past and your future.
I've sealed my memory, and it falls into the loess with the sunset. Turn your back and don't look at your voice and shadow. Without intersection, you will lose your thoughts. In the world of love, no one is sorry for anyone, only those who don't know how to cherish anyone; When I give you this love without reservation, I have no requirements at all; I just hope you can treat me the same way, and I hope you can stay with me forever. Because I only have eyes for you, everything seems so ordinary.
people are like this. Sometimes they are depressed, sometimes they get stuck in a dead end and think they are miserable, and sometimes they feel that they are in a particularly good mood and can do anything. Both of these moods will be there, and the probability of both is similar. Time has passed in this kind of repetition.
it doesn't matter if you love the wrong person. It's experience to know when to wear armor when you find out your weakness. If you fall the same way for the second time. It's like finding out the weakness, but holding the knife in someone else's hand and stabbing yourself. This is a fool.
It doesn't matter what kind of man a woman meets. She is afraid of meeting the legendary onion prince. If you want to see his heart, you have to peel off his coat layer by layer. In the process, he keeps making you cry. Finally, I realize that onions have no heart at all.
Times have changed. I don't know how much I have forgotten and how much I have remembered. When you break up, be yourself: love is a matter for two people, and everyone is responsible for missing it. You must have had a time when others pointed at your sore spot and laughed, but you just laughed stupidly. You are afraid that others will say that you can't take a joke, so you bend over with laughter and even burst into tears.
Because of you, I won't be tempted by other people anymore. It's not easy to be together. Don't let go of the people who have been chosen. There are countless good people in the world, but it's enough when I meet you. Go left and right, and the ending is already doomed at the beginning. In this way, we never said love, never promised, never persuaded, never stayed, never regretted, we talked about everything except love.
life is a transfer again and again. Running around, just to reach the same destination, or to walk a few more stops on the same train. Finally, I got off the bus first, gave you a strong smile when I saw your farewell eyes after the car door, and then acted quickly to catch up with the next reunion.
when a person pays a lot but doesn't get anything in return, he will hypnotize himself in his heart. Maybe he doesn't know my hard work. When a person misses success, he will comfort himself in his heart. Maybe even if I try my best, I can't do it. I will numb myself from the beginning, just like a gambler who buys lottery tickets, knowing that nothing is his end.
After a year of dreaming, the sea smiles. Time is a fleeting time, and many people follow their dreams. There are many things, with the wind. By the window and the bar, the scenery is seen all over. Who was whose once? Who is whose forever? Who wears long hair for whom? Who fades away the desolation for whom? Sometimes, rejection is just a shadow. Looking back, what drives you away is sadness, but what drives you away is missing.
I wonder if I have forgotten someone. But slowly discovered that the more you want to know whether you have forgotten, the more clearly you remember. Remember and forget a person, never wait until you decide whether it is important or not, but no matter how much you want to forget a person, you can't forget him at the moment you remember him.
I really loved you, and I was deeply loved by you. There is no reason for our love to continue. Dependence on each other has become a habit. Maybe years are affectionate and pity my miserable love. How many times I miss you can be composed into affectionate poems. In the long world of mortals, no matter how many times in spring and autumn, I can still leave a trace of my mark on you.
I remember my innocence and ignorance. Think of the laughter and tears, moved and helpless. Flowing years, pale light and shadow, we have nowhere to put our youth. The feelings we have paid, the encounters we have cherished, and the people who once hugged and thought that we could be together forever will still be lost one day, or we have to say goodbye helplessly. At this time, it was discovered that we love much more than we thought.
people are sad because we can't keep the years, and we can't help but admit that youth will disappear naturally one day. And the value of people lies in the fact that we have made progress in life because of the change of time and environment. The loss of time is of course helpless, but the gradual transformation of people can not escape the power of time.
everyone has his destiny. Meeting, occasionally being happy, communicating, and then rubbing shoulders is the beginning of another story. No one will be in the same corner, forever looking for the only spiritual comfort; There are too many frustrations and fears in reality.