Aesthetic sentences about umbrellas
Aesthetic poem about umbrella antiques 1. Collect some aesthetic poems about umbrellas, thank you.
Dai Wangshu in Rain Lane
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She approached quietly,
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
Like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
A lilac field,
I passed this girl by;
She left silently, left,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Spread her fragrance,
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
I wonder if you are satisfied?
2. The style of modern poetry with Jiangnan charm is still optional: ancient style, aestheticism and desolation.
Alleys in the rain
Author: Dai Wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
Walk quietly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
3. sentences describing umbrellas
1. In the vast world, you only cling to the warm moment under the umbrella. The lake is thousands of hectares, the water waves are cold, and the time is cold. However, under an umbrella, an 84-bone oiled paper umbrella with purple bamboo as the handle, people get together, and there is a human fragrance under the umbrella. Millennium practice is a blank without memory, but the moment under the umbrella is enough to tell the Millennium.
I never like playing an umbrella, because rain can't cover my eyes, and an umbrella can't cover the sky.
3. The umbrella man always wants someone to stand side by side under the umbrella.
4. People without umbrellas walk beside those with umbrellas. No matter how close they get, they can't escape the rain, but become wetter. It's best to stay away, even without an umbrella, there are times when the rain clears. Even if it is not close, you can have your own sunshine world.
5. Twenty-five years, a quarter of a century, even if it rains, Qian Shan has thousands of umbrellas.
6. The lonely umbrella-bearer has only one umbrella in his hand in the rain, and even though I am lonely, I am accompanied by thousands of raindrops from Qian Qian.
The girl has an umbrella in her hand, but because it is mine, she doesn't have it. I have an umbrella, too, but I can't hold it in her hand.
8. Whenever it rains, whenever I open an umbrella, I will think of you. My eyes are crying for you, but my heart is holding an umbrella for you.
9. Listening to the rain and crying is the fate of the umbrella.
10. It's nice to have an umbrella, but the umbrella is crying.
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12. an umbrella laughs, the wind is warm, and the leaves go with autumn without knowing the cold.
13. Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the willow branches trembled, the clouds were born in the northwest, the fog was locked in the southeast, and soon it began to rain. The boy in blue opened an umbrella in the light smoke and heavy rain, and his clothes were messed up by the wind. It's really a good umbrella, with purple bamboo handle and 84 bones. It seems to be made by the Shushu family in Lake, clear. Such a good umbrella and such a good person can't stand all the ups and downs. Ordinary guests became victims.
14. With an umbrella, you can avoid a cold rain and the whole rainy season. Even my thoughts are wet.
15. Time is like rain. We are all people walking in the rain. Find yourself an umbrella and go straight ahead until the wind stops raining and it clears up.
4. Ancient aesthetic sentences
Beautiful sentences about ancient style (I recommend 100 to sort them out for you, and the remaining 50 will be sorted out later) 1. Use my fireworks to confuse you for life.
2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.
Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, 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. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. 23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. 25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me. 29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan. 3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet. 35. Never look back, why not?
Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water.
Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. 36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment. 38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side.
Even if it is found that the situation is longer. 40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
4 1, I just feel that your husband's comments make me miss your dynasty and dusk. 42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.
43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? 44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit.
A song and a sigh, a person's life. 45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? 46. Don't be sentimental and hurt yourself.
47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn. 48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
49. Life is as unusual as the first time. 50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses.
After the feast, I was in tears. 5 1, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
52, a thousand years of fame, I buried you all my life, a delicate country, a ridiculous life without a king. 53. The Phoenix that once played here, so that this place is named after them, failed to keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
54, lamenting the tears of heroes, the world is much more bitter. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
55. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 56. The rainy night turned into blue sky.
Some people can create surprises without gestures. 57. You must remember that the rosewood didn't go out and I didn't leave.
58. Who sighs in the years? 59. Han Xiao is vast, full of prosperity and sadness, frowning, destined to be a thing of the past.
60. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.
6 1, Jiangnan style, Tianshui is completed, Tianjiao is willing to violate the body. 62. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
63. If it is rough, there is no regret. 64. The past covered by years passed in a blink of an eye, throwing a touch of sadness in a hurry.
65. Flowers covered by years are all blank. 66. I am still watching over you on the other side.
67. Those prosperous sorrows will eventually become the past. Please don't be disappointed. Ordinary is for the most beautiful. 68. Your journey has never seen my old age.
69. Long songs are crying, for those promises that cannot be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, and finally dispersed into clouds. 70. Walking in the sky with you, there are flowers everywhere.
7 1, I am young, and I am young. 72. You should remember that year in Na Yue, weeping willows in the east of Los Angeles.
73, the vast land is broken with a sword, and the prosperity is exhausted. 74. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
75. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal ties; Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. 76. The breeze is wet and the tea smoke blows.
Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone. 77. LAM Raymond, song month, Qionghu, the first floor of Long song.
Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine. Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.
78. Yuzhu once wrote about the phoenix tour, where people go to the empty building and the water flows in vain. 79. He smiled and ruined himself in the years.
80, you can still quietly drink tea and crush this scene, bustling fireworks. 8 1, the glitz of the red dust is fleeting.
82. I am not me. It's not me in Suzhou that you turned and walked away. 83. A few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me.
5. Poems about umbrellas
Six umbrellas Author: Yu Guangzhong forgot the negative image of umbrella sunflower. Black sunflowers bear witness to human forgetfulness. Flowers bloom in the rain, and a flower is forgotten. I don't remember what happened outside someone's door. Who is the owner of the musical umbrella that never looks back? Who invented it in a flash of inspiration? That kind of pure geometric beauty is connected by straight lines and curves. Both ends of the shallow arc protrude from the eaves, and a series of intermittent flying bells fall from the twelve eaves. Mrs. Yu's impromptu fingers beat and beat intermittently, which is a natural musical instrument in your hand-how heroic when it is heavy, how chic when it is light, and how melodious when it is long. Thirty-six umbrella ribs, thick gray clouds, were put away and put into a memory. I don't know if I can find the one behind that door. As long as I am a child, I can spread the spring rain in Sichuan in April. Frogs will drip from the umbrella, and cuckoos will circle around the umbrella handle from the chilly and wet distant mountains. The rain is so fresh, and the family umbrella is the most unforgettable one. It was a thunderstorm in Jiangnan when I was a child. Below is a long water town. Above it are flashing lightning and heavy thunder of heaven and earth. Who has the doorman in one hand and the oiled paper umbrella in the other? E799BE5BAA6E4B893E5B19E313336356466 How many rivers and lakes have endured the burden of wind and rain? How many vicissitudes have you spent most of your life? I'm used to it. It's just a typhoon night, but I'm thinking about what kind of storm it's my turn to send an umbrella. You can't even see the oil-paper umbrella, let alone the children's friendship umbrella. In the storm, a friend came to pick me up with an umbrella, holding my stumbling hand and holding a firm umbrella handle as a big shield against the rampant rain arrow. Later, I found that his clothes were almost soaked by the rain on the upwind side. Isn't the so-called confidant an umbrella? If it is rainy at night, fortunately, I still have a desk lamp and an exquisite umbrella to open a soft atmosphere. No matter what it is made of, I hope that you and my umbrella maker will accompany me through the cold and wet Tian Yu. If it is rainy at night, if death is rainy, if I stand in Tian Yu and wait for you to pick me up with an umbrella, I will wait for you.