There is no guest in the ten-mile long pavilion, and stars appear in the nine-level sky. The following are 38 beautiful ancient sentences that I have collected for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need.
1. Last night at the foot of Wushan Mountain, the sound of apes could be heard in my dream. Peach blossoms fly over the green water, and I go down to Qutang in March. The rain-colored wind blows away, traveling south and blowing the King of Chu. Gao Qiu cherishes the jade of the Song Dynasty, and visits the ancient times to wear clothes.
2. Who says leisure can last forever? Every time spring comes, the melancholy still remains. I often get sick and drink in front of flowers every day, and my beautiful face looks thin in the mirror. There are willows on the Qingwu embankment by the river. I want to ask about new sorrows. Why do they happen every year? The wind on the independent bridge fills the sleeves, and the new moon people in the flat forest return.
3. Walking along the banks of the river, looking at the desolate floating clouds under the moon that fill the world with misery. The smoke cages the cold water and the moon cages the sand. The small boat parked in Qinhuai has passed away. There are light shadows under the moon, and dreams are full of flowers. Year. Sitting alone at the entrance of the attic, watching the dust on the road, trampled by thousands of hooves, but there is no scene like when you came.
4. A romantic situation is arranged for you, but it is no match for a casual encounter.
5. The independent cold autumn is saddened by frost marks, and the eyes are full of autumn colors staining the heart; the miserable wind and bitter rain pity the autumn rhyme, and the clear frost of the cold moon buries the soul of poetry.
6. The West Lake is beautiful for a short boat trip, with meandering green water, long embankments of fragrant grass, and faint music and songs everywhere. The glassy surface of the Feng Shui surface is slippery. Unconsciously, the boat moves and ripples slightly, causing sandbirds to fly across the shore.
7. Turn around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Is it okay for the emperor to pass over his concubines?
8. Fireworks are blooming in the long street pavilion. I turn on the lamp and look back. The moon is like a shuttle and the world is rolling. You sigh again and listen to the broken strings of the piano. You only regret that separation is difficult. The clouds and sunshine will wax and wane in three lifetimes. One day The joys and sorrows of separation and separation use me to create fireworks to exchange for your confusion for the rest of your life.
9. Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the river goes out, the flowers are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Don’t remember Jiangnan?
10. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. I feel pity for the quiet grass, and the world is clear at night. The high pavilion is high and the small window is bright. After the bird's nest is dry, its flying body becomes lighter.
11. Traveling in winter, like water, clouds and snow falling all over your head. Whose young man knows no worries? Unintentionally, they fell into the clouds and mud, looking at each other and laughing endlessly. Zhuang "Miss the Emperor's Country?" Winter Tour"
12. With a flower hoe, who did Daiyu bury with tears? In a small building, who is Xiangjun sitting alone for? I asked the emperor in the Palace of Eternal Life that the fragrant soul on Ma Zai Slope disappeared. Thank you very much, who did you give it to? Farewell to whom? Who was hurt? Who suffers? Who was lost again? It turns out that everyone is just someone's past. It turns out that if we miss each other, it will become a thing of the past. When we meet again, we are no longer old friends. If life is just like the first meeting, I just want to remember the beauty of the first time we met. From now on, we will not be sad or sad. .
13. Who received the bonus? Whose leaves are withered? Who is the cold moon? Who is dispersed by the wind? Flowers bloom in one season and wither in another. The trees are green and the ground is withered and yellow. He glanced at the cold moon, his eyes full of lovesickness. After all, they are all destined to be reincarnated in the previous life. If you are not willing to accept it, you can only accept it. Don’t worry about it, it’s just that you are unable to do what you want. Yes, I forget about it as I walk, and I look back over it again and again, unwilling to give up and unable to bear it.
14. The spring breeze enters the dream softly, the rain on Xiaoxiao night clears the eyes, the love is also long, and the thoughts are also long. It's deserted and cold, and I go up to the west tower alone. The flying flowers are like a dream, and the misty rain is like sorrow. The hatred is not over yet, the curtain is rolling in the west wind and the wind is thinning. The flowers are blooming, the blue water is falling, and the moon is like a hook. There is no reason to play the harp, and the string music follows the wind, blowing the red sleeves, chanting softly, passing the doves, and the heart is like a sailing boat. When I get up but look back, half a pile of new words are piled on top of the spring day.
15. The aftertaste of distant incense drifts closer, and you can’t smell the burning oaths. Wait until all wishes turn into ashes before praying again. There are too few dead rocks and rotten rocks, and the end of the world is too early. The time always gets longer and longer. Thinking, I can't tell the difference between the dream and the past. I wish I had turned my back on the light. To stay by your side, I just want to be crazy for the rest of my life.
16. What I want to do is to be a parallel line that can stay with you forever, rather than an intersecting line that once intersects and then goes further and further away.
17. The wealth is like water, and the wealth is like spring. The sail is intact, and the Yangtze River encounters the spring breeze overnight.
18. The fog surrounds the mountain and the rain knocks on the umbrella. The vast and lost road has no way of returning, and wandering people have experienced vicissitudes of life. Looking up, I can't forget the thoughts, and the flowers have fallen into the water. Dreams are filled with tears and love.
19. The rain was like silk on the bow of the boat last night, enriching the orchid branches in my basin, and the stamens were blooming for harvest day. It was just when the tourists arrived home.
20. The sound is scattered without a voice, and the plum blossoms are dim and the dream is forgotten. The world is uncertain, and the curtain call is hasty.
21. There is infinite connection between the heart and the infinite love, and it is difficult to realize the dream of a bright moon and a lonely lantern.
22. Wipe away the broken flowers of a lifetime and compose a song of mourning.
23. The wine is not mellow, the cup is empty and tasteless, the flowers are not old, who can say goodbye to the sorrow.
24. The lonely moon plays the piano and sighs in sorrow, while the green wind sobers up and leaves the sorrow.
25. Who can say that blood is stained with cinnabar, pouring out all over the world, and never caring about right and wrong, true and false.
26. It seems like a fleeting time, like a brocade, not like prosperity, but it is like a song of wild geese returning...
27. Two people perform a play, and they are destined for three lives and four generations. At the fifth watch, six pieces are left on the chessboard. The seven hardships have returned in all directions, the nine mysteries have been in the stream for ten years, and it has been cold for hundreds of miles. It is difficult to express a thousand words. The lanterns have fallen, the chess pieces have not been put away, are the peonies blooming on my clothes? I wipe the dust with my whiskers and forget about my old friends. I have been gone for a long time.
28. The flowers in the forest have faded in spring. It’s too hurried, but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water. ——Li Yu's "Crying in the Dark Night"
29. I leave these thousands of feet of green hair just to record the long years with you.
30. I will never see you again that night. The years are quiet and peaceful, and I say that I will accompany you until you grow old.
31. Looking at the flowers in the fog, who is aging and waiting? Looking at the moon from the tower, I can't see the end of the world.
32. I don’t admire the prosperity of the years, I don’t ask for peace and warmth from Iraq, I just want to be neighbors in my heart and know each other and cherish each other in this world. Years pass by like a fleeting time, is it that the worldly mind has finally become tired in the long dreamland? Or maybe the wisdom turned into a rich fragrance, carving the passing years into eternal persistence?
33. Who made the string break in the end, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance.
34. There are only a few silver jars left to take photos of tonight, especially if we meet in a dream.
35. In the conflict between gold and iron, who will win? Who will be missing in the vast sea and sky when wandering around the world?
36. A slight tremor in your heart is like a close love. Things are not the same, people are not the same, everything is the same, there is no escape from the past.
37. The occasional rain always reminds me of you. If you were by my side, I guess this rain would not touch my heart.
38. The truth and falsehood of this life are just flowers in the mist in the water. They cannot be seen clearly and have already turned into sand on the ground.