78 signatures of archaic personality

Ming Fei left her eyebrows sad, and the mountains were full of spring. The following are 78 signatures of antique personality that I shared with readers. If you are interested, let's have a look at them.

1, leaving sorrow is causing chaos and flying more strangely.

2. I will be gentle all my life, and I will never give up Bai Shou.

3, away from the crowd, but you are holding hands and laughing with your wife.

The city is full of flowers and lights, and it is invincible.

5. I have been concerned all my life, and I have met you for a long time. It is suitable for me, shaking hands with you, and my sleeves are fragrant for three years.

6. If Xiao is Untitled Scholar, a chivalrous man in white, then Yan is a sad person who has been moaning for the sad human situation all his life.

7. Who will see you again? Only Danqing's tears.

8. The low-flowered tree reflects the small makeup building, and the spring enters the eyebrows at two o'clock.

9. A primary school student is incompetent, and the horse goes first. Wait for the next year, when the autumn wind starts, and then talk and laugh with the girl.

10, a pear flower is a bunch of white flowers, a cloud opens little by little, and a person's ark is far from the water, waiting for only one person in his life.

1 1, there's nothing to worry about. Ask what a drunken dream is.

12, I didn't wake up in the afternoon and there was no curtain at dusk.

13, so your life is so short.

14, I will never make you cry.

15, why do those unforgettable ones always explode?

16, ok, I'll let you go, even though you never knew I was holding you. ...

17, joy is not necessarily a joke, sadness is not necessarily a poem. Because of you, I feel the emotion between the lines.

18, he's still playing with you, my love, riding a bamboo horse, and he's still wearing that dress with flowers and flowers overlapping. He is still trapped in the dream of his last life, sleeping with his clothes on, ignoring the morning and evening.

19, although this life is short, there is an afterlife; Living is hard, but relying on each other is sweet.

20, childe, do you have a heart? If not, I wonder if the little girl can take a walk in the childe's heart.

2 1, I want to go to the city without you for shelter.

22, accompany you to cook snow and make tea, and grow old; Accompany you with lights and go home at sunset; Accompany you with ten miles of peach blossoms and bring wine to Sang Ma.

23. I didn't want to be white, but it was already frosty. I dare not walk in front of you.

24. He said that in the next life, he would take off his armor and not be a general. You won't be my wife in the next life.

25, candlelight flickering, cold and sparse, just want to wake up, don't think, don't sleep alone.

26, exhausted, empty and cool.

27. I have experienced ups and downs in different ways, and the gear of fate cannot be reversed.

28. I am willing to be with you and laugh three thousand times.

29, for Qing thrush floating life, dream fireworks tears.

30, rouge tears, drunk for a hundred days, who is empty.

3 1, in a blink of an eye, clouds and smoke passed, and whoever played floated, the song was still broken.

32. Acacia is hard to chase. Turn the chair of time around and have a drink with him for the lost years.

33. Fold a plum flower and hold a bunch of ink hair, and you can travel all over the world.

You are listening to the wind, and I am waiting for you to come back. The rulers, Long and Xiao, and plain clothes play the piano, but heaven and earth are boundless.

35, return, spring water circuitous dyed heron white, idle to get drunk, cross Liu. Flying, flying around the hedge, butterfly dream, sunset, staying in the EU at night. Wei, after the rain, thousands of flowers are picked by hand, and flowers are still chasing on the mountain. Chasing, beating the horse back ten miles all the way, leaving people in tears, and the night wind blowing with the flute. Blow, the second blue Yang, when the wind blows, I suspect that my old friend is back.

36. Meet each other, have a good time together, and burst into tears. Who are you happy for and who are you burning for? The lamp flies on the moon and lacks the full moon, holding hands and sleeping together. Who is sad and who is happy? Under the shade of flowers, in front of the golden urn, empty words are the world of mortals, things are long, words are low, and people are fascinated. Occasionally meet, tired, gentle, grateful, heartbroken, undressed, just ask this, how many sleepless nights? In a flash, people dispersed, fainted and sad, and it was difficult to entertain themselves. After several times, I asked Yun ...

37. Write a sentence, who can accompany the flowers? My heart is wet. It is expected that tonight, the lonely shadow will not sleep against the cool wind. Affectionate so much, carefully counted, a few degrees of frost and snow, a few degrees of romantic, has long been blurred. Only miss, through Qian Shan; Only your shadow, modest and beautiful, isolated from the world. Clearly, the past is like smoke, and Yun Fei has long since vanished. I see, sad separation, tears and loneliness, day and night. Love, I don't know, hate, can't bear to think about it.

38. Who is it? Long song just wants to spend this time together. In the twilight of Qianshan, the songs are messy, but the feelings of holding hands are falling, and acacia is so bitter that it hurts. A person, a city, distressed for a lifetime. Red dust, who are you crazy about? Never leave the end of the world, for whom? Time flies, who is getting thinner for? Shao Shou, who are you dreaming for? A song from the song, the eyes of the two places, the end of the world is boundless, and the residual flowers are falling. Lonely streamer, tears lost in memories.

39. Time, what is a heavy word? There are a thousand words in my heart, and my hands are caressing the piano. I once met, for example, the delicate blooming of lotus flowers in the misty and rainy ink paintings in the south of the Yangtze River stirred all of my heart. But now the past is still there, and wheatgrass has no rest. But the branches in April can no longer be given rouge and water color, and some precious flowers have been picked up and withered in the polishing of time. Maybe time always flies, I just want to feel at ease.

40. Water, like a person's eyes, exhausts the inside information of moonlight and produces a kind of sadness. Pieces of flying flowers, like who fell, read all the joys and sorrows of the world of mortals, as a music. The woman watching the water brushed away the pear blossoms, bathed in the rain between drinks and words, and waited for the blooming Mo Lian in the ten-mile lotus pond. Now she is sitting in the clear autumn of Haitang Danyue, but she still hasn't waited for her return, embroidering acacia with her and painting her hair together.

4 1, looking back, flying flowers are like rain, mottled memories, and the tears in the dream are gradually quiet. Time, in the years, is getting old. I looked at the thin moon, but it became a clear spring, just in front of me, I was still dreaming, and I was sad to sleep alone. Finally understand that no matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will fade. Even if they meet in a dream, they will disappear into the air and go with the water. The flowers are falling and the water is rushing.

42. If both sides of Sansheng Stone have been carved for a lifetime, why is Sansheng Stone still changing? If life in the past was not enough for you and me, why are there bonuses today? If, in this life, the other side of this shore is not worth cherishing, why look at the moonlight and clear your tears and wet your face? Once the peach blossom road bloomed, and many passers-by lingered, but who can solve the mystery of flowers? Flowers are scattered all over the world, and how many flowers have been scattered, and there is no one waiting to see them!

43. I went out to see two old people. They lived alone in the cold wind, and the road outside the guardrail was full of people.

He is surrounded by picturesque mountains and rivers, but he is willing to shelter her from the wind and rain.

45. It is impossible to know how beautiful the white flower trees and clothes are in the moonlight.

46. Chang' an Luoyang is thousands of miles away, and who is the flying frost?

47. All the joys and sorrows of human fireworks will be remembered by the sun, the moon and the stars.

48. When the green carp came, the smell of Chunxi was broken, and the pear flowers planted by hand were pale yellow. Thousands of papers of mountain gardenia tea, sitting grass pollen, nameless Pinellia tune, autumn lotus room in Han Palace.

49. Did you ever know that it was too late to get to know each other when the bright moon shone on the water? The east wind has gone, but we met a hundred years later. I hate it, but I don't know why.

50, a pen and a poem two lines, I understated the mottled shangbeizi. A corner of my mouth, strangers don't mourn the evening.

5 1. Once upon a time, you thought you were smart, but you foolishly fell into the world of mortals. Once I was in Jiangbei, singing songs and listening to rumors every day, which made me laugh and admire, but I was too happy to go.

52. Waiting for this life has been as gentle as I can.

I decided to love you because I love you and decided to give up. Because you don't love me, please love me deeply. If you do not love me, please respect yourself.

54. The image is a warrior who does not belong to the sect and is painting in the painting.

55. Walking in the crowd, we put on masks to isolate ourselves from others.

56. If you miss the morning light from another world, it will be vast and full of reminders.

I didn't find my true self until I left you.

58. What I haven't seen is the legendary kind-hearted person. What I haven't seen is love at first sight, which is passed down from mouth to mouth. Everything I have never seen, after meeting you, has become what I once had.

59, nectar and dew, waiting for autumn, hurting the sad soul, picking flowers at dusk, sighing and breaking the temple. Standing alone under the moon, we were inseparable. A blue lamp to see flowers, a cold crescent moon ensemble, full of chaos, instant fragrance, lost in the rain of phoenix trees, throbbing with patterns, madly in love with your 3,000 hair.

60. Sitting in the fleeting water chestnut, with warm sadness, gently telling the bitterness in my heart. Endless words, endless feelings. Sighing the fleeting time and singing the vicissitudes of life, in the autumn when the leaves are falling, the summer injury of tea finally becomes a permanent freeze, and the eternal world of mortals is like smoke. Cut out the western window candle and light a stick of incense. Don't say forever, how far is forever? It's just a snap of your fingers.

6 1, I would rather blame everyone in the world than anyone in the world!

62, the color is fragrant, the skirt is ignorant and affectionate, and good and evil are forced, how to get a half outline.

63. Among the three thousand peach blossoms, which one is your destiny? A thousand years later, a exhausted love suddenly looks back. Where is it?

64. I have no regrets about entering China in this life, and I would like to be a gardener in the afterlife. I hope to see you in this world in my lifetime.

65. I know you can walk, and you will walk step by step.

66. Making friends is shallow, but the ink will last for a long time, leaving the old road behind, and the return of love is not as cool as the wind.

67. Thousands of paper gardenia tea, sitting grass pollen, nameless Pinellia tune, and autumn lotus room in Han Palace.

68. Read more than a thousand lines of poetry and hundreds of classic volumes. Pen and ink articles and books are vast, but no one appreciates them.

69. Isn't it? Every kind of feeling can't be unrestrained and light-hearted as a gentleman.

70. Find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden house, pave a bluestone path, and feel at ease with you in the morning.

7 1, pulling out the mountain in an attempt to dominate the map, relying on the sword to sing without dying. The moon is like water, and I can look back at my concubine.

72. It takes courage to fall in love with you, leave and protect me.

73. If our beginning is wrong, then I am willing to make a mistake to the end.

74. Don't ask me if I love you, please let me answer it all my life.

75. When I am lonely, I just need to miss you, and I will feel happy.

76. Being together is called a dream, and being apart is called pain. Does it mean that unfinished dreams are the most painful?

77. Don't be stingy when you feel too tired. Give yourself a hug. Close your eyes and it's heaven.

Fireflies are like fireworks, which are easy to miss because they are short-lived. It's just easy to miss. Acacia is like a fallen flower, and it is urgent to get into the mud. Just wait for Xuan Bing to break, how many flowers will it bloom?