In Chang'an, the lights and flowers linger. The moonlight is thick, who can see the flowers in the water and moon mirror, dancing in a charming way. Below are 85 ancient-style sentences that I compiled for you. Let’s enjoy them together.
1. The ancient charm is fragrant and the books are fragrant. The peach blossoms are falling, the pond is idle, the chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the fragrance is fragrant. The flute is green, the harp is playing, the water is rhyming, and the beauty is dreaming. The ancient alley is deep, lilac knotted, hazy rain, and butterflies flying.
2. The pond is green and the wind is warm. I remember the first time Yuzhen met. The rhythm of the song at the top of the song echoes with the chengcong, and the waist red swirls wildly into the dance. By the fragrant steps under the jade hook lantern, I don't know how late the sun is when I'm drunk. At that time, I was a flower appreciator, but now I don’t have half of them.
3. In the passing years, many encounters and acquaintances will eventually become beautiful memories, and many vows will eventually be settled. No matter they meet in life or meet in words, how many cherishes will happen. Hand in hand forever? How many fates will remain beautiful? How many stories will last forever? I once read this sentence: All encounters in the world are for the final parting. Flowers bloom, fall, encounter, and separation are all destined.
4. An autumn breeze from a window, a clear poem, condensed into silence and engraved on the broken heart. Make a cup of tea and sit at the table. I miss you in isolation from the world. Let spring go and autumn come, let flowers bloom. Thanks, hide the pain in the shade of flowers, and only leave your figure in the memory. In the ancient and elegant scenic area of ??Hanyuan Forest of Steles, you can collect a sense of freedom, carry a sense of elegance, and show your elegance away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
5. Thousands of palaces and palaces and a snowy imperial city are not as good as the smile between your brows.
6. When autumn comes, the red dates bloom on the branches and pile up against the white jade plate of Jun’s house.
7. The superstar falls, the heaven and earth are moved, the mountains and rivers cry, and the world mourns. A generation of great men has gone away, leaving behind their heroic names that will last forever. Although the giant hand waving by you is no longer visible today, the roar that resounds across the sky remains in the time and space of history.
8. We meet you again and again, but we have no time to see each other again. We suddenly met each other upstairs in the Song Dynasty and saw the flowers blooming and falling. The flowers have all fallen and you have resigned, and the green grass and willow trees have led the way. The princes are all old friends, and staying here must be a sentimental place.
9. Zhu umbrellas, green robes and black awnings, white walls, gray tiles and red lights. Passersby are passing by in the misty breeze, ripples startle the morning, and people in dreams appear in the world of mortals.
10. When the flowers bloom on the other side, who can see the lights? The waves of mortal world have swept away all the joys and sorrows of separation and union, and made many mistakes. On the belt of my slender waist, the ethereal sound of the ring in the middle of the night evokes my spreading thoughts. The crescent moon crept up on the willow branches, who sighed sadly in the night wind, who invited the moonlight to dance under the cold moon, and who forgot among the corpses of fallen flowers.
11. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. I feel pity for the quiet grass, and the world is clear at night. The high pavilion is high and the small window is bright. After the bird's nest is dry, its flying body becomes lighter.
12. I wish you could live a restful life, leisurely and indifferent.
13. When the moon is missing, the sparse tung trees hang, and the missing moon breaks one's initial tranquility. See a lonely person coming and going alone? Misty and solitary shadow. When you get up, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred. Even the cold branches refuse to live on it, and the lonely sandbank is cold.
14. He knew all the difficulties and dangers, and he also felt sorry for me.
15. I really want to be with you, I really want to be by your side, no matter how painful or tiring I am, I don’t care.
16. If the world of mortals can be seen through, I would like to be an idle flower, blooming gently and shallowly, letting the four seasons change, and let the flowers bloom and fall; if the world of mortals can be seen through, I just want to drink a bowl of Meng Po Tang will forget the past. From now on, a person's mortal world will last forever, a person's city will be impregnable, and a person's love will no longer be stained by dust, and will be heartless and without sorrow.
17. Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands. Thick flowers and thin clothes, thin sweat and light clothes. Someone comes and the gold hairpin slips away. I walked away in shame, leaning against the door and looking back, sniffing the green plums.
18. Don’t wait until you have gone very far to realize that you have lost your concubine.
19. Guilt and regret hammered my concubine’s heart, and she tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep.
20. I am willing to destroy the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng in exchange for the dust of Yi Qingsi.
21. I am more ordinary than ordinary people, and my heart is easily hurt.
22. Since you have chosen to retreat, I, my concubine, will be your beauty and let you fly.
23. The ministers and concubines were born before the king was born, but the ministers and concubines were already old when the king was born.
24. The concubine’s temper drove away many people, but the most true king remained.
25. Don’t worry and stride forward. I’m really tired if I don’t chase you anymore.
26. When you are near the water, you know the nature of fish, and when you are near the mountains, you know the sounds of birds. Mountains and streams are easy to rise and easy to retreat, and small people's hearts are easy to return to.
27. The wonderful Ganzhou orchid in Xijiang, I bought a potted flower and looked at it several times. I don’t know if the painting still looks like it, but the wind and dew in my hometown have not completely dried.
28. Yesterday, I came out of the confinement in search of spring, but there were no orchids in every peach or willow. The shop is not the residence of an expert. If you want to visit the secluded sect, you must stay in the mountains.
29. Thinking about it day and night.
30. The young man on the road is covered with blue and musk deer, which makes people smell fragrant.
31. Butterflies are flying in the lotus moon in the lotus pond, and jade fingers are lightly holding the flowers to play. The man in the painting is a prince in the world. Since then, we have been in love with each other.
32. Orioles and tears flow on the branches, and the old cry marks are among the new ones.
33. The snow lotus blossoms and the hair turns white. It is in vain that the major general worries about one journey after another.
34. Weeds grow in Qianmian, and no one is seen in the stranger. The gentle breeze stirs the flowing water, dyeing the ink and dark green lamp.
35. It is the light rain of apricot blossoms, and I hear the chirping of cranes in the distant mountains, and the babbling red bean words. There are no words to say, just lovesickness.
36. There are overgrown weeds and willow trees. The people here are like ancient clouds, and they make pear blossoms bring rain. After a thousand years of Weiyang, the ink of writing has disappeared, and there are so many idle people in the mountains and forests, so it is better to return as soon as possible.
37. Xinghan River Continent, holding the Chen Tour, staying with the pink shirt and red sleeves, and the magpie bridge.
38. After drinking in Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk and came back as if it was midnight. The boy's breath is thundering. No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river. I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget Yingying? The night wind is still and the lines are flat. The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life.
39. The gentle and gentle woman came from the spring flowers, but left silently in the early summer wind.
40. Chang’an has a hometown, and the hometown is Chang’an.
41. I have lost my Jiangnan appearance and my Changan glory, but I am still the girl who loves you.
42. I am lucky to be able to become an irreversible and intimate friend with him, regardless of romance, and I have no regrets now.
43. Girl, if you are not talented in your small life, I am willing to exchange for a night of romance for the girl to be stable in October. If not, Xiaosheng will spend three years in prison in exchange for the girl's lifelong shadow.
44. The maple forest is dyed with fire, the west tower is singing to the moon, the fairy music is playing with the flowers, and the beauty of the good time is endless.
45. When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.
46. The moon is broken by the water, only for the coolness.
47. The other side of the Forgotten River is open, but the bridge is full of dust. Forgetting the river and forgetting the river, I can’t see through it. I can’t help but laugh at it.
48. A man’s true character is always exposed when breaking up.
49. The rain is so drunk in the south of the Yangtze River, watching this, the mist and rain are filling the air, 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 bank of the painting building, I am dyeing my pen, the peach blossoms are withered, I copy 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.
50. Forbidden secret love. Unblessed adoration. Unspeakable love. The light is obscured by the dazzling sun. I am so close to you but so far away. The cage that holds the devil in my heart is crumbling. The throb of smile, the delusion of touch, the gentle despair, the inexplicable sweet fragrance brought by the cool breeze, the fruit that can never be reached, the dark pupils swaying gently on the branches and singing, the bottomless black hole, The torrent of the abyss, the silent call, the mournful bluebird, the weeping cuckoo, the blood-colored clouds, burned up the sky, and the gray ashes fell leisurely.
51. Since ancient times, those who are infatuated will eventually be hurt by love, and the strands of love will eventually become all the shackles that bind life forward.
52. If you pour a cup of sake from the words at your fingertips, you can fill it with the tears of someone leaving; if you sing a soft song between the pages of a book, you can drink away all the sorrow of the ages. Already, I want to imitate the sentimental Li Qingzhao, and in her graceful and graceful poems of the Song Dynasty, I have written an eternal line about a servant being thinner than a yellow flower; already, I want to express Liu Qi's various charms and accompany him to lift a bottle of wine. In the moon, I talked about wine and sorrow, and wrote the immortal poem "The clothes are getting wider and I don't regret it, and I am haggard because of Yi"; already, I want to express my feelings for Li Yu, the later master of the Southern Tang Dynasty, in his "homeland can't bear to look back in the bright moon" "In the sad words, we sit on the floor and talk, sober up and share our worries.
How much sorrow can you have? A river of spring water flows eastward and cannot be drained away. How sad it is!
53. The beauty is haggard, the lovesickness is broken, but only the blood stains the ink and cries in the grave.
54. After the fate has passed, the fate has passed, and the fate has passed, we can go ashore if we can turn back.
55. Thousands of sails were sailing across the river, but the shadow of the husband's boat was nowhere to be found. I shed tears of affection, accompanied by the silent flowers falling. I sighed to myself, shook my head, straightened my hair, and played the song "Yangguan Santie" to comfort the pain. heart.
56. I no longer want to expect eternal life, gains and losses, success or failure. Play a Zen tune on the piano, wave your sleeves to remove the worldly sentiments and thoughts in the fireworks, and stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world; keep a pure land, sit in the windy place and watch the clouds rise, and the orchid fragrance splashes ink, every drop of gentleness. Ferrying through the world of mortals in another eternal kingdom, you can dissolve a trace of elegance, enjoy a tranquility, and savor a lonely life without any regrets or complaints. The burden on your mind is too heavy. Take it off and let your body be indifferent. If you are too tired from walking, just stop and give yourself a breathing space. Give yourself a room to maneuver. Maybe, if you turn around, happiness will still be there when you look back. wait.
57. That winter, the boudoir was lonely and cold, and the lights were all gone. Sighing slightly, I know that in this life, I am not attracted by the beautiful city, but only feel sorry for you.
58. Wu Xie has always liked to laugh. But he smiles so much, but he is always unhappy. He still didn't answer this time, with the same smile on his face. He only turned around and said that the road was not going well, and paused for a few seconds. Then he turned around and walked away step by step with the light behind his back. There is no sadness or despair, just like all his feelings, they died somewhere in time a long time ago, were buried under the river bed, and were taken away to a distant place by someone.
59. Wang Meng is quite right. Lao Zhang’s good looks are the aura brought out of his natural bones. It is deep and has a warm tone, unlike the false luster of diamonds. , it is not as round and delicate as a pearl, it is just like a simple dark-colored rough jade, which can withstand looking and carving.
60. There are three thousand weak water, but only one ladle is taken to drink. There are thousands of beautiful roses, but only one can be picked to pity you! All living beings are confused by flowers and changes, and after many vicissitudes of life, how many people worry about their old friends? The moon is waxing and waning, the moon is full, and how many lifetimes have passed, who can sigh at the moon? When the flowers bloom and fade, how many people bury the flowers and cry? The neon lights are flashing, paper money is scattered, and a few people are wandering around the street corner! In this world of mortals, where is my heart that remains the same? Sighing the past life, mourning the miss in this life, waiting for the love in the next life, the marriage of three lives, after several reincarnations, who is on the stage of reincarnation, waiting persistently, accompanying me on the other side, but what is accompanying me is the loneliness and sorrow of three lives! I swear to Tianqi, I will use my three lives of fireworks to exchange for your confusion and marriage for a lifetime!
61. Far south of the Yangtze River, the swallow's wings are broken and its intestines are about to break. At that time, the moon was still there, getting closer to the sky, and the dark flute filled the east wind. I stayed awake all night, and my destiny since ancient times was unbreakable. I would sigh and complain for a long time. I shed tears on the purple grass beside the stone in three lives, but I still shed tears in this life to bury the flower soul.
62. Butterflies are beautiful, but after all, butterflies cannot fly across the sea. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
63. The affection that wraps around the fingers, the attachment of a lifetime, in the harmony of the pipa, interprets the nostalgia of the years one after another; when the love reaches the depths, the loneliness cannot be concealed, and the whispers in the ears are like flowers. He let out a sigh as he fell.
64. The flowers are broken and the flowers have fallen. The flowers are dependent on each other, and the flowers are blooming in your dreams. The moon is missing and the moon is setting, the moon reflects each other, and the moon shines on your face. When the chess pieces are broken and the chess pieces fall, the chess pieces cherish each other and the chess pieces rely on your hand. Thoughts are broken, thoughts are lost, thoughts are connected, and thoughts turn into your sorrow.
65. Read Lu You’s poem about plum blossoms and use it contrary to its meaning.
66. Just like under the lamp, an old friend from thousands of miles away returns to see his shadow.
67. The fact that birds of prey do not flock together has been established since the past life.
68. The snow is thick and the trees are thin, and the clouds are falling and falling.
69. Is it true? Everyone is most beautiful only in the season when he is born.
70. The world you want is as picturesque as my paintings, with flowers in green clothes and white horses, and flowing clouds and red clouds.
71. The noble son is half asleep, his eyes are blurred and his voice is unclear.
72. I wish I could be on the road every day and every night.
73. You know in this industry, there are usually many girls around me, and I seem to be very happy. But... there is no close friend. Aifang, can you be my girlfriend?
74. The spring breeze sways hundreds of flowers, but the old country has a long way to go.
75. Xie Chunhui is a beautiful woman, but her career is revealed by her gray hair.
76. I lamented several times in my dream, sighing and hating you for sinking into the sea of ??misery.
There are many sorrows in the dream, and thousands of sighs in the dream.
77. The first makeup of the world of mortals, the mountains and rivers have no boundaries. The first face crushes the nightmare and has an unparalleled fate.
78. A high-minded person dares not be like Teng Liu.
79. The Guanhe River freezes and the east and west roads close together, and the intestines are broken, and Zhui is sent to Lu Lang.
80. The white head looks like new, and the head looks like a toppled head.
81. You said, when I wait for you to continue your past life and this life, why do you only get an empty dream in exchange for it?
82. Days are like years of sorrow. Looking back at Gaocheng, the dusk clouds have completely covered me, so where can I see?
83. Drinking Zen tea while drunk, not saying anything about the autumn mood, the light moon, the quiet window, the tea overflows; the bare face, the clear shadow, leaning alone. The moonlight is hazy, the prosperity has come to an end, and the shadows are curling around the blue sky, shattering the ancient world into nothing. On the other side, who plays the flute and sings the rhyme, performing the eternal song? A little lonely, a little sad, mottled into traces of heart in the deepest memory. The clouds are misty, the past is like the wind, the sun is warm in Lantian, and the moon is bright in the sea. The mist locks away the sorrow, and the floating light and shadows appear.
84. You are the heroine of Mantuo Villa in Gusu, and I am Jun Chu, the royal family of Dali, Yunnan. I met you in Xishu. I promise that you will live up to your expectations in this life, but forget each other in the world!
85. After many years of searching, there is still no sound. The sound of the cold piano is not pleasant to my ears. I can only hope that the sound of the waves will still remain. I will stay in this world for love. If I can keep my beauty, I will have no worries. Yesterday will appear in my dream and I will wake up. The coming is still sorrowful, it is difficult to understand the longing and heartbreaking sorrow, the fate has passed with the wind and dust, if there is no spring, how can the wind be gentle? Staying alone in an empty nest is hard to get back, spring has arrived and winter has finally ended without a sound, and the longing for love is endless.