I long for you, but I regret not meeting you again. I can't see Chang 'an, I see dust filling it. I dreamed that I had suddenly returned to my hometown. I was dressing up by the window of the small pavilion. We look at each other without saying a word, only a thousand lines of tears. Holding hands and looking at each other with tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thinking of the thousand miles away, the misty waves in the evening mist are deep and the sky is wide. If the love between two people is long, how can it be day and night? If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change. 6. In the empty mountains, fresh rain hangs on the southeast branches. I want to see a thousand miles and climb another level. The sorrow of separation is a special feeling in my heart. The east wind is powerless, the flowers are withered, the spring silkworms are dead, and the silk is exhausted. the wax torch turned to ashes before tears dried up. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 10 days of old love is hard to break the heart, like a pair of thousands of knots in the net.
Everything in life is like a dream, but dreams are nothing. Walking alone in the world of mortals, the green ivy brushed past the lapel and the blue clouds wet the promise. Mountains and water can forget each other, the sun and moon can have nothing to do with each other. At that time, there was only one person's Ukiyo Qinghuan and one person's small stream of water flowing forever. 3. Longing for each other, but regretting not meeting each other. Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, many years have passed. Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky.
The wind is blowing, the Yi River is cold, and the strong man has left, never to return. I miss you so much that I don't know when I'll meet you again. 3. Red candles, broken dreams, clear tears, thousands of lines. When will the bright moon appear in the first song of the water tune? I don't know where the autumn frost is in the mirror. 60 years of life and death, both boundless, do not even think about it, it is unforgettable. I dreamed in the night of seven, and suddenly I came back to my hometown. I was dressing up by the window of my cottage. Where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world? Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 10 Don't laugh at the poor and the rich, how about you become two dry bones?
The following were some beautiful and sad ancient sentences: Red makeup tears, pear blossoms in the rain, twilight dreary, fragrant grass heartless. I've left my longing dream in vain, but my soul is not locked in the tower. 3. For no reason, the zither has fifty strings, one string, one column, thinking of Hua Nian. Thinking of you is like a full moon. Long longing, oh looks, oh short longing, oh endless. 6. Flower-dropping people stand alone, and swallows fly in pairs. When I leave, I look back at the dim lights, who is with whom? When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky. I can't cut it out, it's still messy, it's the sorrow of separation, it's not the same feeling in my heart. 10 years of life and death, both boundless, do not even think about it, it is unforgettable.
Such a person is like a rainbow. 2. The flower man stands alone, and the swallows fly in pairs. 3. Long-term longing, long-term longing, but we can't meet again. I'm buried in the mud and bones in the spring, and I'm buried in the world with snow all over my head. It is difficult for water to pass through the vast sea, but it is impossible for clouds to pass through Mount Wu.
Life is precious, but love is more valuable. If it is for freedom, then both can be thrown away. Dead Poets Society 2. Outside the long pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. The evening wind blows the willows, the flute sounds the setting sun beyond the mountains. Tang Wan's New Words of the World: Literature Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color of the sky. The fishing boat sings in the evening, the shore of Pengli is exhausted, and the wild geese are startled by the cold sound of the Hengyang Pu. Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng by Wang Bo Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Li Qingzhao's Dream Like Order Don't you see that the Yellow River flows from heaven to the sea and never returns? Li Bai's << Wine >> 6. For eternity, there will be no end to this hatred. Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret May you still have a warm heart after experiencing all the vicissitudes of life. May you still believe in the source of happiness after seeing all the joys and sorrows of life. Liu Cixin's "Three-Body"
Here are some beautiful sentences for lovers: In this world, no one is more important than another person, except your lover. No matter when and where, you are my closest person, and I will always love you. My love, you are the most important person in my life, and I will cherish you forever. You are the best gift in my life and I will always be grateful to you. My love, you are the most beautiful scenery in my heart. I will miss you forever. No one in this world can replace you. You are the most important person in my life. My love for you is the best wish in my heart. I will always pursue you. My love for you is the best blessing in my life. I will always bless you. My love for you is the most beautiful sunshine in my heart. I will always warm you. My love, you are the most precious treasure in my life, and I will cherish you forever.
There were many beautiful, sad, and classic inspirational ancient sentences. The following were some of the more representative ones: Such a person is like a rainbow. Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Things are the same, people are different, everything is not the same, tears flow first. If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? The wind and the waves will sometimes hang the clouds and sail across the sea. The green hills don't change, the green water flows forever, how long will life be? Where there is life, there is hope. 8 Falling red is not a heartless thing that turns into spring mud to protect flowers. The world is like a chess game, unpredictable, life is like a dream. Time flies. Time flies. There were also many classic inspirational ancient sentences. The following were some of the more representative ones: Where there is a will, there is a way! 2. Without learning, there is no way to broaden the scope of talent. Without ambition, there is no way to achieve learning. I'm born to be useful. 4. Not afraid of floating clouds blocking my eyes, I am at the highest level. What is failure? Nothing is just a step closer to success; what is success? After walking all the roads leading to failure, there was only one road left, and that was the road to success. 6. Go forward bravely with lofty aspirations. The sea can be filled, the mountains can be moved, a man's ambition should be like this. 8. Have high aspirations and be down-to-earth The end of failure is success, the end of hard work is glory. If you don't fly, you'll soar into the sky; if you don't sing, you'll amaze the world.
1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. in that past, people had already gone to the empty Yellow Crane Tower on a yellow crane. The yellow crane is gone, never to return. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang trees, fragrant grass lush parrot island. Where is the village at dusk? the misty waves on the river make one sad. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. Even a beautiful woman can't beat Years Flow Like Water.
The following were all Gu Feng's heart-wrenching and poignant sentences: I miss two places, but I don't know it through the bright moon. The red rain turns into waves at will, and the green mountains are always flowing with green water. When I leave, I turn my head and look back at the waning lights. The lights are already dusk. 4. Hanging on the southeast branch after the new rain in the empty mountain. Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 7 Alone in a foreign land, as a stranger, I miss my family more than ever during the festive season. Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the heavens and rush into the sea, never to return? I can't cut it out, it's still messy, it's the sorrow of separation, it's not the same feeling in my heart. Don't listen to the sound of leaves breaking through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo cane, straw shoes, light than a horse, who is afraid? a coir raincoat, misty and misty, is all I have in my life. The chilly spring breeze blows the drunkard awake, slightly cold, but the slanting light of the mountaintop remains. Drunk, I light a lamp and watch my sword dream back, blowing its horn and connecting the camp. 12 tearful eyes ask flowers, not a word, red flies over the swing. Have you not seen the bright mirror in the high hall grieve for the white hair that is like black hair in the morning and turns into snow in the evening? The righteous path in the human world is a vicissitudes of life. Don't be too arrogant. 15 In the green garden the sunflowers wait for the morning dew to dry. In spring, all things in the world shine. I often worry that the yellow flowers will wither when the autumn festival comes. When will the rivers flow east to the sea and return to the west? When young and strong, you don't work hard. When old, you feel sad.
Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. After the rain in the empty mountain, I hang on the southeast branch. 3. Toast the moon to the shadow, and we will become three people. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Outside the pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blows the willows, and the flute's sound remains the setting sun beyond the mountains.