Ancient style sentences

1. The rain washes away the wind and dew, and the two stars outside the clouds reunite for the first time. The building is empty at night, and the moon is jealous of the moon whispering in the corridor. Standing still, standing still, not like last year's mood.

2. Life is like a dream, gatherings, separations and separations, mornings like spring flowers withered, sometimes together, sometimes separated, fate 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.

3. Time is like smoke, and the flowers on the road are low and graceful. The flowers are partially dyed, I admire the paintings lightly, I miss the beauty, and I lean against the east wall. Turning around, I was in a trance, for a moment, it was unbearable to see, and the passage of time was everywhere where the wind passed. The waves under the cold bridge are swaying gently, a journey of mist and rain meets each other, a flick of the wind meets each other, a flick of the pipa reaches the end of the world, and my whole life enters the picture of you chanting poems at night. Our first meeting also extends to our youth. I will love you for a thousand years and hold your hand for a thousand years.

4. On that day, you were the end of the world and I was the corner of the sea. They looked at each other and felt hopeless that they could not depend on each other. In that life, you were the bright moon and I was the clear spring. Their shapes and shadows were incompatible with each other and could not be intertwined. Wrong; in that life, you were by the Qingshui River and I was by the Naihe Bridge; your deep call was my deep love. After all, we are not a fairy tale after all.

5. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuously, the reason is still chaotic, which is the sorrow of separation. It's a general feeling in my heart.

6. Who can say that love will last forever, who can say that two hearts will never forget; who can say that we will be together for three lifetimes, who can say that we will live forever; who can say that love will last forever, and who can say that love will last forever. . It’s hard to describe for whom, who is sad for whom in two places; who is in love with whom for three lifetimes, who is heartbroken for whom; whose heart is wandering for whom, and who is watching obsessively for whom.

7. Autumn is soaking in the balcony, the cold moon is clear, and dreams are blooming. In the cold night, I miss the distant guests. The wind is like your coming, and the moon is like your coming. Don't be sad, don't be afraid of the haze of the world of mortals. Hate, love and grudges will eventually go away, songs are also sentiments, and poems are also sentiments.

8. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. The moon is covered by clouds and there are no traces of people around. It's indescribable to be so lonely.

9. The elegant and ancient style is searching, deserted, and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm or cold. Two glasses of light wine are no match for him. The wind comes late and the wind blows. It's past, I'm sad, but it's an old acquaintance. Rehmannia flowers pile up. Damn, no one deserves to be picked off now. Looking out of the window, how can I be alone in the dark? Tong Geng and drizzle, until dusk, bit by bit. How come the word "sorrow" is so good?

10. The wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and bananas are being beaten in the middle of the night. It’s boring to wake up, and it’s boring to be drunk. There is no loneliness in my heart.

11. Paint with rouge and say goodbye to beauty, year after year. The wind has ruined the peony in vain, and the brush strokes have turned from thick to light. Who is looking at the koan that has been around for thousands of years?

12. He knew all the difficulties and dangers, and he also felt sorry for his concubine.

13. I enjoy my sorrow and pain. Over time, I become numb and get used to it.

14. If you don’t like your concubine, I don’t mind at all. Because my concubine did not live to please you.

15. Maybe in the eyes of others, I am very free, but I cannot decide where I will drift.

16. Will one day Jun suddenly appear behind me, blindfold me and say that I am back?

17. The clouds are clear and the moon is whirling, and the wind brings many illusions. Wei cries blood and tears, Du Yu sings tragic songs. The rain frightened the rest of the night, and the trickling water merged with huge waves. How long will it take for the dragon to cast his pen and hold his sword?

18. The wind is like water, silver is far away, and there is a magpie bridge to cross the dream. The fragrance is fragrant, the courtyard is small, and the begging moon invites you. Come with a wisp of lotus breeze, and a butterfly pick from the embroidery needle. After drinking a glass of wine, a good time is rare, and the eyebrows are thin and graceful even when drunk. Like rain and fireworks, youth is always easy to grow old. Tong shadow, weaving cow night, and lying down to watch the present day. The incense plate is wrapped with green silk, and I bow to the moon and beg for the cleverness of the clouds. I admire you deeply, my heart is hard to tell, I caress the strings to find the place. The east clouds are passing by, and the flute is far away in the west of the river.

19. If you have a good heart, you will have nothing to worry about; if you have a kind heart, you will have no hateful people; if your heart is simple, all the troubles in the world will become empty. Ya perception.

20. The love in this life is worthy of the longing, and the flowers shed tears when they leave. Looking back, I was so happy and happy just because I was drunk. It's not that the love is so deep that I can't help myself, how can it turn around and my heart is as cold as frost; I will just warm a pot of longing and drink up the past; wandering around the world, just for the beauty's smile, but not all these thoughts, let people The liver and intestines were severed. Wherever the purple smoke grows, looking across the horizon, the words are still desolate. True, if false; I am crazy, I laugh.

21. If I can, I can stay with you for a thousand years, and I just want to care about you and smile at you for a thousand years; if I am willing, I am willing to stay with you forever, and I only want to miss you in black silk and white clothes. Her face in my heart is like the blooming and falling of a lotus, the setting sun is ink, the whispers are gentle, a few songs are raised to the sky, and the sky is filled with fireworks in an instant. Are you still sitting in the long pavilion a mile away, with your bright jade fingers curled up in the warmth of the wind, painting a corner of the blue sky and rising from the shore of the Meishui River?

22. With a calm heart, I stroll through the chapters of my memory, flip through the fleeting fragments, and the words bloom on the tip of my pen, reflecting the warmth of the past. Listen to the wind inside, watch the setting sun for the moon, carry a wisp of prosperity like a dream, and fall asleep with a wisp of lovesickness. The dark mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are dark. I look at the white moon and the clear wind, but I am not aware of the mist and clouds passing by. The cicada kept silent and watched the prosperity disappear. In the wind, the original intention became pale. The madness has faded away, and the years have scratched a shallow scar on my forehead.

23. Spring is coming to an end, and the remaining flowers are flying all over the sky. The long corridors are cold, the short beams are cold, and the purple swallows flying south have not yet returned. How can the nest be invaded by wind and rain? The nest is broken with tears, so the sound is far away. The smoke is thousands of miles away, the Xiangjiang River is wide, and I have been leaning against the screen window for a long time. How can I complain about the desolation. Living in Xiaoxiang, surrounded by people, alone and thin, it was in vain that I was alone and proud of the world, a fairy in the world. The talent of the world is full of sorrow. Causes in this world, results in this world. Field dust dream wood and stone alliance. Read "The Two Loves in the West Chamber".

24. In this life, you are me, the confidante who has been forgotten for thousands of years. You are me, stained with the world of mortals, and scattered with sad thoughts. The origin is gone, we pass each other by, whoever fell in love with my city, whose heart I betrayed, from then on, that face was forgotten to the end of the world, and we never looked at each other. If you miss a season, that is the time when the flowers fall. The body is red, the skirts are fluttering, and the tender sleeves are thrown out, as if the past of thousands of years are thrown away.

25. Who is bound by whom in the previous life? Who is the Sanskrit in this life? Who sees through the autumn water for whom? Who messed up the fleeting time with Fu Sheng again? But it turns out that after the prosperity, all is gone, the vows are lingering, the dreams are not dreams, the butterflies dance in Zhuangzhou, and the flowers are not flowers. In the world, there are many things that you can get, but you can't get them; there are many dreams that you can forget, but you can't forget them.

26. Who calls down the stairs at sunset with a handful of catkins. Standing in front of the steps with a smile on his head, he is always speechless and reluctant. The book is honest and has no evidence, so don't talk about lovesickness. Yi Hao is drunk by the red window, but it is beyond her reach when the flowers fall.

27. Wearing thin clothes, one sleeve is elegant, the candlelight is faint, the ink is drunk, the fragrance marks the words in the poem, and the phantom in the painting is the figure. Arriving at the edge of the embankment, a poem is written. The purple road is filled with smoke, carrying a bit of elegance and a bit of resentment.

28. I am really not greedy, I just want you to love me.

29. I never thought that I would be too late, and I never thought that you would not let me go.

30. It is always unintentional for the king to harm his ministers and concubines.

31. In the previous life, you were filled with peach blossoms, which covered the eyes of my concubines who missed you.

32. On your journey, you will never see the aging of your concubines again.

33. Who will stop the journey of being a concubine after traveling through mountains and rivers?

34. I don’t want to carry anything but freedom on my concubine’s shoulders.

35. The ministers and concubines lack nothing but the king. The king lacks many things but does not lack the ministers and concubines.

36. I am a puppet, and every thread is affected by you.

37. Even if the heavy rain turns the city upside down, I will still embrace you.

38. If stones can cry, I want to be a stone and cry against your heart. At least, I can feel your temperature.

39. It is better to be humble and upright than to seek success and then fail. There are many sails on the river along the wind, but unexpectedly there is a rocky beach in the middle of the river. Gao said that a light boat is easy to travel, but who knows that a car will break its spokes.

40. Wear jade to compare purity, wear orchids to compete for fragrance. He is gentle and tender in the world, and his elegance is high in the clouds.

41. The sound of the flute swallowed, and Qin E dreamed of breaking the moon in the Qin Tower.

42. When I visit Qiu Shi on an autumn night, I first hear the sound of the water.

43. The fragrant grass breaks away from the smoke on Nanpu Road. Say goodbye to tears and look at the green mountains.

44. The past has turned into butterflies, flying in the passing dream.

45. It is difficult to play the pipa under the moon, and the glazed lights look wandering.

46. You said that mist and rain are ruthless, which adds a trace of sadness. I replied that even though I was ruthless, I saw a beautiful woman by my side.

47. When I was young, I sang songs at the end of the world, and the mountains, rivers and dead trees were not dim.

48. I hope you are really buried under the dragon spring. Looking at the southeastern branches, there is a secluded little pavilion, leisurely facing the evening.

49. White lotus and white string, if there is a clear hanging, misty and bright, I will not miss it.

50. In the autumn when I am crossing the water slowly, I look at the starry sky at night, and the beauty of the bright moon holds it in my hand. The breeze was gentle, accompanied by the faint fragrance of violet, and the dancing hair tips left the shape of the wind.

51. A song of mourning, a promise in the wind; blood spilled on the battlefield, thinking about her under the knife; separated by the sky, thinking about her on the other side; separated by yin and yang, wandering in the underworld.

52. It would be better not to rely on each other in life, but to meet again in a dream. Don't complain about the abandonment, because you have cherished it well.

53. Qingqingzi chants, lingering in my heart. The exquisite dice is decorated with red beans, and I miss you deeply.

54. The face is as white as powder, and the lips are as white as red. The hair on the temples is covered with green clouds, and the eyebrows are divided into crescent moons like a knife.

55. From now on, we will never have a chance to meet each other again. You go to the south, and I will go to the north. You are there in the beautiful woman's arms surrounded by mountains and rivers, and I also think deeply about you.

56. What you don’t know is that from the first time I saw you, I decided to be your lifelong lover.

57. Xiaosheng is not talented and has not grown up to be what the girl likes. From now on, we say goodbye. I don’t know when we will meet again. May the girl have self-pity and love. If we meet next time, Xiaosheng will definitely be with you. Talking and laughing without emotion.

58. The young man is not talented and has not been favored by the girl. If he has disturbed the girl for a long time, the girl should not blame him. From now on, all the admiration will stop at the lips and teeth, and will be hidden in the years. Let’s say goodbye to each other in this life, and everyone will be well.

59. I hope that the red thread will always be connected. From now on, through the years, the world will be far away, just because of you.

60. The long road is silent, maybe we are also pursuing it all our lives, so what, the broken tranquility is exchanged for a lifetime of prestige, even if we go through fire and water, we will not hesitate. Thousands of mountains are covered with snow at dusk and the horizon is far away, and the eternal feelings last forever. Those who learn from wisdom accept the turmoil of the world, but stay out of it and gain a sense of indifference. At the end of the song, the shadow is alone, the cold moon shines on the lonely starry night, the vast sea and the chasm, the fall of the opposite direction, unconsciously reflect on the past.

61. With half a solitary lamp, sit alone in front of the screen with a cup of clear tea, letting your thoughts spread in the sky, turning the shadows of dreams into colorful butterflies, as delicate as flowers, standing with a slight smile.

62. No matter the scenery on both sides of the river changes, there are always boat passengers on the river who embrace the future, and there are hard-working helmsmen and boatmen passed down from generation to generation.

63. It’s a clear night, and the solitary candle reflects the orchid curtain.

64. Occasionally, I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing without any return.

65. Rain is drunk in Jiangnan, watching this, the mist and rain are filled, I miss you holding the umbrella again and again, but why am I unwilling to do so; On the other side of the willow, I look with the light on, the beautiful lady is gentle, I will listen to you once Once again, I have been fascinated by the curves of your eyebrows; On the west side of the painting building, I am dyeing my pen, the peach blossoms are withered, copying your face again and again, I can't distinguish between the sinking fish and the falling wild goose; The misfortune of beauty, cinnabar spots, tears have overflowed , looking for your decline again and again, not caring about rumors and rumors; the grievances of old enemies are broken with tears, and the marriages in previous lives have failed you again and again, just because of the sea and the mulberry fields.

66. Thousands of thoughts are within an inch of your heart, but you are thousands of miles away. Beautiful scenery and good weather, there is no sympathy for each other, no plan to pity each other! The beauty is far away, the lovesickness is painful, and the many thoughts are difficult to deal with. Ten years of love and a hundred years of love, I can't bear to miss you!

67. Changting asked, the cold wind was cold, whose fate was broken by separation that day; the people in the play, the words of love are deep, whose separation and hatred were told by the poems on the paper; pear blossom rain, willow catkins , then the fresh green covered whose expectations; Farewell poems, heart-breaking words, whose love was written in the fine characters on the note; Farewell meaning, the rain outside the curtain, those blurred eyes confused whose heart palpitations; Lovesickness, deep affection, that picture The painting tells whose ending it is.

68. The difference you never say is the gossip.

69. The elegant pen and ink are like the dust in the backyard. The sky is bright and cloudy, and there is no hesitation. Across three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, there are also forty years of Penglai. The blue hair is stained with frost, and the mirror is stained with color.

70. One flower and one world, one leaf and one following. One song and one sigh, one person for life.

71. It may take a thousand years of waiting to get the white hair in this life.

72. The flowers wither and the dream becomes bleak, the beauty is stunning, and the beauty is gone forever.

73. I used my last tear to blur you, closed my eyes gently, and let it pass through the sadness silently and fall into the mortal world. At that time, I pursued you for thousands of years just for the sake of it. An impossible outcome. Don't laugh at me for being crazy, because I have the original heartbeat.

74. Emotional matters cannot be understood without experience.

75. If life could be played repeatedly like a movie, then none of this would be important.

76. It is difficult to express sorrow when you are filled with bitterness and resentment.

77. When I liked him, I no longer had the chance to meet him.

78. I finally understand that when a moth flies into a flame, the beauty is the process, but the bleakness is the ending.

79. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

80. People in the world say that every word hurts. Sometimes we are sad not because those words are bad, but because we cannot bear them.

81. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time. Mountains and rivers are handed over, and I smile for you. A few moments of lamentation and a few lifetimes of joys and sorrows make me laugh that my fate is at my mercy.

82. In the hesitant steps, the loneliness of wandering all the way, the scenery ignored during the journey, when I think back quietly, I feel so nostalgic.

83. Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, dancing to the music, long sleeves with tassels a few feet on the ground, I hold up the golden bottle to drunken the green ants, and even more drunken you.

84. I ride my horse day by day, my cloak rustling in the wind. I am so old that I can't stand the beauty waiting for me.

85. I brewed old tea for you, but you made me bitter and speechless for eight cups.

86. The beauty is withered, don’t laugh when the peach blossoms wake up, the spring water of the river is waiting for you.

87. In the end, the misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After letting Hua die, it was just a scene, and the country was silent forever.

88. You like the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River or the snow in the north. You like the tranquility of the small town or the sound of the capital. You like the gentle breeze or the cold wind caressing your face. I hope you can enjoy it wherever you go. Meet people and things you like. As for me, it doesn't matter, I like you and everything you like.

89. The seventeen strings of unvoiced music, the shadow road is hard, the willow breeze is gentle, the bright moon is silent and long roaring, the voiceless voice of Buddhism is the edge of the night, the cultivation of one's body is far away, and the sword is fleeting.

90. The voiceless sixth string dances under the moonlight. The beautiful shadow comes into view, but the emotion is hard to predict. Why abandon it? Thousands of words have no one to complain about. It is difficult to set foot on the side of a beautiful woman.

91. Twenty-one strings of clear sound, laughing at gold and silver. A rich man with no knowledge or skills. Who is crying? The rich and powerful officials are rich and harsh, and the poor are suffering.

92. Where does joy come from? Lang Xing goes and never returns.

93. I used to be proud of the peach blossoms, but now I hate them.

94. When there is a scene with heavy makeup, who is on stage and who is watching? The music is so beautiful that I forget myself. Who can pity the famous actresses? On the stage, I sing the joys and sorrows alone, but I forget that the song will end. One song comes and another comes, singing and singing on the same stage. It's sad, it's funny, it's funny, it takes off the heavy makeup to show the true face. At the end of the song, everyone dispersed and the stage was empty, leaving only one person with a melancholy character. How can love be tolerated and how should people be treated? I only hate being a coquettish actress on stage. Only one scene left in this life!

95. It is said that the actor is ruthless and sings all the songs, but who can see that his voice is clear and full of true feelings.

96. The flying sand has traveled across the desert, and then to the end of the world, coming and going in the morning and evening, and going in the morning and evening, carrying the sword and riding the horse, poetry and wine while enjoying the youth, those sands that cannot go back are like the sand that cannot go back. years.

97. All places in this world can sprout; all places that can be reached can become a destination. So, don’t come looking for me, and I haven’t come looking for you. Watch the remaining time, go through thousands of sails, no longer toss and turn.

98. The peach blossoms are all scarred when they fall, and the continuous autumn rain makes it cold.

99. The wind and rain come at night and all the flowers are withered. The fragrance of the morning sun is gone and the bare branches are sad. I hate that the wind and rain have ruthlessly destroyed them. They take away the flowers and want to wrap them around the tenderness. The remaining fragrance is gone and thrown into the red dust. In the coming spring, the flowers appear, but they are no longer cherished and sad. Come, we are together again day and night, the candles have been burning for a long time, our hearts are on different sides, the dead branches are left alone, and we have been alone for ten thousand years.