Idiom sentences describing elegance

Idiom: Xanadu Pinyin: shwàI táo yuan

Explanation: It originally refers to the ideal realm of being isolated from the real society and living comfortably. Later, it also refers to a place with quiet environment and comfortable life. It refers to a utopian beautiful world that is divorced from reality.

Idiom: elegant and high-quality pinyin: y m Li à ng g ā o zhì

Explanation: magnanimous and elegant.

Source: Biography of the Three Kingdoms and Wu Zhi, Zhou Yu, But Not Harmony, Pei Songzhi cited Jin Yupu, Biography of Jiang Biao: "Gan (Jiang Gan) is also called Yu Ya, not in the words."

Idiom: elegant pinyin: gā o ré n y snipe.

Explanation: elegance: elegant taste. Refers to the elegant taste of a noble person.

Source: Zhou Mingxi's "West Lake Episode II": "It's fun to travel around the mountains."

Idiom: elegant and precious pinyin: qρng yγjuéchén

Explanation: clean and elegant, spotless.

Source: Bing Xin "To a Little Reader": "This room is elegant and dusty, and there are added flowers that surround me."

Idiom: pinyin in the dead of night: yèshēnérén jěng

Explanation: There is no sound in the middle of the night, and it is very quiet.

Source: Yan's "Twenty-fold Tiger Cut the Picture": "It's late at night, dreaming that you are coming."

Idiom: Nocturnal Static Pinyin: yálán rén jìng

Explanation: Midnight: The night will be over. In the dead of night.

Source: Yan's "Twenty-fold Tiger Cut the Picture": "It's late at night, dreaming that you are coming."

Idiom: Pinyin with a winding path leading to a secluded place

Interpretation: flexion: bending; Path: path; Quiet: refers to a far-reaching and secluded place. The winding path leads to a secluded place.

Source: Tang Chang's poem "The Temple after the Broken Temple": "My road twists and turns through a sheltered depression, full of branches and flowers, leading to a Buddhist retreat."

Describe a quiet and elegant sentence

Once, I thought that growth was metamorphosis, that is, it was on the verge of maturity. Later, I learned that this process was very tiring, breaking the illusion and hurting. Therefore, only in the depths of time, gently holding loneliness, quietly licking the scars brought by the prosperity of the years.

There is a kind of happiness, a kind of comfort, a kind of happiness and tranquility, a kind of possession and a long-term friendship. Happy Father's Day every day!

Taste the fragrance of flowers, fold a sadness and draw it on my face for the world to see; Break a piece of grass and hide a trace of sadness in your heart. Once you and I cut the western window candles together in the cabin in Jiangnan water town; Once you and I lived together under the lush bodhi; I used to sharpen your pen under the bright starry sky on a moonlit night. How many times? My whispers and yours linger in the blooming days. In those days, there was our most ignorant and innocent love.

Overhead is a staggered sky, separated by an unknown sky …

Some things can only be appreciated, but not tasted.

Summer night is very quiet, only frogs croak, and everything seems so quiet.

The boundless expanse blooms on the swing on the hill, leaving the end of the season far away.

Although this small town is remote, it is warm and harmonious. In my opinion, it is better than heaven.

Xanadu is basically everyone's ideal world. Where can we find it?

No text messages, no phone calls, you are too busy. I see. If I don't love you, it's your turn to understand.

At night, the seaside is very quiet, there is no noisy sound, no noisy car sound, only gentle wind and wonderful waves.

I finally understand that instead of rushing to the world, it is better to stop, embrace everything and treat it sincerely. It's like * * * coming naked, * * * leaving naked, waving his sleeves and not taking away a cloud.

Flowers bloom and fall, but a distance, joys and sorrows, just quicksand in time, seize it and cherish it; If it breaks up, it won't bother you anymore.

In my opinion, the bright stars in the sky are not as blurred as your smiling eyes.

The earth has fallen asleep, and the deserted streets are silent except for the gentle breeze and the occasional barking of a dog.

The world of mortals is long, who buried deep attachment? A roll of painters, who messed up a piece of love? Acacia is a song, whose affectionate eyes are full of resentment? I hope that the ending of the * * * song is bleak; Write the endless ups and downs of origin and extinction; I can't see the nothingness of the lens. Who destroyed my city and whose heart did I lose? Since then, that touch of face has been forgotten in the end of the world, burning incense in your last life, but you have missed the sentimental lingering of your life. As promised, this is always a dream about pipelines.

I'm going to find my own paradise and spend my old age there.

The blood in the atrium slowly flows back to the ventricle, and so on.

Missing is like wine. When you drink it, you will get drunk. When you are drunk, you will read this sad moonlight with all your enthusiasm. So, the moon is drunk, the night is drunk, and I am drunk.

Everyone hopes to have an ideal heaven to meet real life.

Be fixed, recorded, then, miss, then, pay homage, then, put aside, then, forget.

Watching you leave, all the promises came to an end in Huasong.

Don't think too stupid of yourself. In fact, others are more stupid than you.

Forgive the height of the Paris Tower and divide us into two ways.

Only you can think of such a vulgar screen name as "Love is in arrears".

The road is long in Xiu Yuan, and the sun is setting. The mountain road is full of red sky and residual snow. With our laughter, beautiful pictures are constantly fixed in front of us. I like to carry your bag and hold your hand forever.

Every time I go to my grandmother's house, the white hut is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, quiet and elegant, and I always feel like a paradise.

Shangri-La is a legendary paradise.

What you want is not a love, but that you are lonely and want to find someone to quench your thirst.

Elegance is first of all a form, but more importantly, a state of mind and temperament. I am thinking that elegance has nothing to do with money, status and power, because elegance from the soul comes from the individual's mind.

A real warrior dares to face his own face.

Tao Yuanming's Xanadu is the presentation of his ideal world.

Sometimes you laugh like a fool, and sometimes you cry like an asshole. Elegant sentences.

I firmly believe that when a person misses another person, it should be a kind of quiet missing ... Love, this kind of power, can often reach the other side of white hair in an instant.

If there is a storm in your journey, I would like to turn my thoughts into filaments and weave a thick friendship umbrella, so that we can win in the storm!

Loving someone is a simple matter. It's like filling a glass with water and drinking it cold. Your body needs it and feels healthy and happy.

You should hold my hand and don't miss my future.

I need a key, a key to open my heart.

Suddenly looking back, I was sailing against the current behind you and with you.

I like autumn night, staring at the myriad lights in the world. No wind, quiet and peaceful. Moonlight poured into every bedroom or small living room like running water, where I quietly listened to the joys and sorrows of the world. But never judge, just savor the taste and then leave quietly. I don't know whose doll is crying, so that the moonlight can appreciate the noise of the earth.

Sunflower-like gorgeous summer, paper planes secretly enchanting with the wind.

Please forgive the person who loves you the most, because I once told a white lie just because I love you.

His long blond hair and bushy beard set off his handsome and powerful face with regular facial features. A pair of bright light blue eyes, full of life experience and emotional flame. When he is quiet, those eyes make his face look sad and kind. But when it comes to fighting, Spartacus is completely different. In the fighting field, gladiators will fight with a face twisted with anger; His eyes are like lightning, and they look terrible.

My indifference makes my life like a volatile substance, concentrated and dispersed, uncontrollable and inestimable.

Pick a ray of comfort and quietly pick up forgotten poems; Smile and gently hum colorful melodies; One meter of sunshine gently welcomes the blue morning light.

I live in the mountains, far away from the world. Isn't it like heaven?

I don't know how long this insincere life can last.

In the dark, I took out my cup and drank the wine. There are too many annoying things. I didn't know which one to choose, so I just put all this behind me and fell asleep quietly.

Elegant sentence-wake you up at every dawn to pick the morning light: at every night, I will pick the starlight for you. I put my fragrant flowers in our spring flowers.

The wind in early autumn blew away the sultry heat accumulated in my heart for a season.

Perhaps, when you meet the right person, you just want to say what you are holding in your heart; Perhaps, when I meet the right person, I hope you can calm my heart, so that I will be comfortable; Maybe, when I meet the right person, I want to tell you from the bottom of my heart, so that you can understand me … everything, because I met you.

Please turn on your mobile phone and wait quietly, because my blessing is hovering outside your window. They come with the wind and color your dreams. Before Christmas Eve, please allow me to send you a blessing: Happy Christmas Eve!

I once wanted to ferry to the Peach Blossom Garden alone, but I didn't want to open a pool of gulls and herons, but I was helpless in the final struggle. I tried to hold a glass of Mei Huajiu and till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, but I ended up with a banquet. I wanted to soak in a piece of paper fragrance and live in a piece of pure land, but I wandered in the noise of the ages.

Dense bamboo forests isolate the village from the outside world, so it looks exquisite and quiet, and it has a taste of Xanadu.

It is the greatest kindness for us to meet, so we should cherish it.

The sunshine in the morning is very different.

I treat the loneliness of two people with one person's persistence.

Autumn in September is cool and humid. I love those graceful and indifferent autumn, dark red time, a sad mood, I look forward to it and love this season.

The broken words of the pen tip are all heartfelt words. I am grateful for the bits and pieces with you, and those happy faces can only be quietly recalled in the illusory years.

In the four corners of the room stood white marble pillars, and the surrounding walls were carved with white Shi Zhuan. Orchids inlaid with gold bloom coquettishly among the white stones, blue gauze curtains overflow with the wind, and brake marks stand in this building as high as ten meters. If it wasn't for the killer's unique town,

The night is as still as a pool of stagnant water. It seems that all the creatures are asleep and everything seems so quiet.

You can't miss yourself, you can't take care of yourself in pain, you can't take care of yourself in the result, you can't give yourself happiness.

Yangmingshan Park is like a paradise for Taipei citizens. Once in the park, the noise was swept away.

Whether reality abandons fantasy or fantasy recalls reality.

The world has changed again and again, and my heart still stays on the last day of parting.

It turns out that I have always been alone.

The scenery in front of us is so quiet and beautiful. Isn't it a paradise on earth?

Don't blame me for being too narcissistic, I have capital. ...

See through, be calm, lock up, be quiet, bury yourself there, let the lights outside the window, the grass grow and the warblers fly, let the tired heart quietly inhabit the running water and leave the world behind.

Bad words can only be expressed in thin words.

I watched the sunset along the coast and held a pillow tightly. I can't swim out of memory, but I can't learn to walk.

Because the only thing that lasts is change, because the least unexpected thing is accident.

Without your tenderness, I can't find your tenderness back.

You and I are strangers, and it is a blessing to meet.

Facing the sky, I pray for your happiness with all my strength. This is my eternal love for you.

In this way, sitting quietly in front of the computer, let my thoughts fly and let the warmth overflow. My heart is like a green spring water, gently rippling in the foggy sky.

All the tenderness you gave is in the record.

Black covers all the houses, the moonlight is dim, the shadows are dancing, the wind is gentle, and the bright faces of the stars are blowing.

quiet ...

The real peace is not to avoid the noise of cars and horses, but to plant chrysanthemums in the hedge of your heart. Although the past flows, the sound of the waves remains unchanged day by day. As long as you eliminate your obsession, you can be quiet and safe. If possible, please let me be like a lotus flower a little earlier, even if I return it twice a day.

A bright moon climbed into the sky. A cloud, a moon, a sky, it's beautiful. Obscure, sweet and quiet. The autumn wind has gone and come again. Time flies. A person's life is short, with a hurried pace and a hurried mood. Slow down, listen to the songs of the wind and see the beauty of nature. Standing in the autumn wind, looking at the vast land, looking at the vast sky and enjoying the endless sea. Write a song of praise and give it a beautiful melody. Plain is true, running water is love.

This is my other world. I can show everything here. Very quiet, no dust!

The students were so quiet that I heard the faint tick of the teacher's watch.

Leaves leave, is the pursuit of the wind, or the tree does not retain. Perhaps, trees will never understand the loneliness of leaves. The fate of fallen leaves is doomed to loneliness.

Tears watching you leave blurred your last smiling face.

My boyhood was lonely. Loneliness makes me feel cold when I think about it now. Only monotonous shadows watch the flowing haze, listen to the breeze and smell the flowers with me.

My heart is far from self-centered, and the mini garden on the top floor is my paradise.

Wandering in the bright moonlight, my eyes can't see farther, and the dark color always hinders my spiritual activities and my backpacking trip. People and things that slip away can try not to repeat regrets tomorrow. The story told yesterday can only be seen occasionally outside the rain weaving window today. ...

How can you turn a blind eye to my concern?

It's so quiet that you can hear the needle drop.

The peach blossoms in this valley are in full bloom, colorful and charming, just like the paradise described by Tao Yuanming.

Living in this isolated paradise tonight, I can finally have a good sleep.

Counting the fallen leaves in front of the door and listening to the rain outside the window, the voice of wading sounded this time. Is your heart wet by the rain?

The sky in the distance, all the way in autumn, is full of melancholy. Standing at the end of time, watching the bustling fireworks in the world of mortals, it is still quiet, clear water and blue sky, full of pink and green. A beautiful scenery, spinning with autumn rhyme. The leaves fell silently, and I realized the desolation of autumn. Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, gentle and simple, solidified the imprint of the years.

If your happiness is not because I let go, then it is yours.

I hope to meet you at a beautiful street corner, then meet myself, draw a life-and-death game and write an ending for our story.

Outside the window, a piece of dust. Autumn wind blows down the phoenix tree. Yellow leaves, folded into innocence, will you pick up the lost love in a few years?

Fear of loneliness, and your ambiguity, so that I can not tell the so-called love.

I want to see a grand fashion autumn, and I will keep wishing until things change rapidly and I am close to your smiling face.

Having money is not necessarily happiness, and having no money is definitely not happiness.

I have gone through all my sorrows, and the saddest thing is that you didn't come to the end. I have gone through all despair, and the most desperate thing is that you are still at the starting point.

From the beginning of life, when I saw the first ray of sunshine, you were always by my side, growing up with me, experiencing the ups and downs of life together, sometimes decadent and sometimes sad, and you silently patted me on the shoulder; Sometimes happy, sometimes happy, you will fly and jump with me.

How to let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.

The forest is very quiet, and you can clearly hear the "buzzing" sound of flapping wings.

It is said that men are deeply resentful, but at this moment, I am moved by the fragrance of flowers and the lingering rain.

How can I really walk into your heart?

In the dark night, except for the ticking of the alarm clock and the swaying of the branches, there was silence around.

After the typhoon, the earth was silent, and you could hear butterflies flapping their wings.

My heart is like autumn rain, and there is a long sorrow. Wandering, I don't know when to return. A rain, which has been raining for twenty years, has soaked both spring and autumn.

Missing is like a door that can't be closed tightly. The deeper the night, the more I miss you.