Who knows that class is such a sentence! ! The most important thing is artistic conception! !

Aesthetic old sentences, with a little sadness, I quite like them.

The vast land is broken with a sword, and the prosperity is gone. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

Let him know everything and smile for you.

Send a song to you, don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that.

Whoever forgets each other first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

Once upon a time, there were tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them.

When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

As beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk.

Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

Hand over mountains and rivers and smile for you.

A few sighs, a bit of joys and sorrows.

My life is up to me, which is ridiculous.

The passage of time

Dream back into the water.

Watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.

The fog cleared and I woke up. I finally saw the truth. This is the silence that Qian Fan spent.

At both ends of life, we stand on each other's shore.

The fate of gathering and parting is like water, 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.

That's it, mountains and rivers will never see each other again.

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.

My heart is moving, but I feel far away. Things are wrong, people are wrong, things are wrong, and the past cannot be traced.

Maybe it was a marriage in a previous life.

Maybe this is the fate of the afterlife.

Wrong is wrong. Meet in this life.

Add a feud without results.

One year old, one day without a day, one autumn after another, one generation urges another.

Meeting and parting, mixed feelings, lying on the sofa, living in a dream all my life.

Find a group of acquaintances, who will pick us up in a minute.

You know each other. Play and sing for a while.

Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.

A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk.

Drink a glass, drink snow, and be at a loss for another year.

Turning around, a wisp of Leng Xiang was far away, the snow was deep and the smile was shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?

A flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

Who should be robbed by whom, who has been obsessed.

If you are crazy,

I'll be a hostess all my life.

Who wakes up when the world is sleepy? Spring silkworms talk about love in vain, which is always confusing. What's the use of being persistent for a while?

Try to see the bright moon in Gao Feng. I occasionally open my eyes to see the world of mortals, but my poor body is in my eyes.

It's still messy when you cut it. Ah! Like a castle peak that can't be covered, the green water keeps flowing!

Willing to be a bosom friend, I miss Wan Li with a heart; The feeling is in front of you, and the dream is in your heart.

It turns out that the vows of eternal love have been said again, as if they were all paid off!

Water is far away, and mountains are far away. Knowing what you know is hard to give up, so why not part?

At most, I stare at the infinite meaning, as if I had met in a previous life.

Throw red beans in the air, where are the beautiful people, and chivalrous tenderness always worries you.

People will never see the broken mirror, but I mean, a thousand years in the world is like my moment.

The sky and the flying snow once had a one-night stand! !

Full moon protects each other, only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

The most important thing is to stare at the infinite meaning, as if I had seen ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Meeting drunk is the leading edge, where the wind and rain are shaky.

Unreal and boundless, once met, I will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?

Tears are sour and blood is salty, and regrets are hot and sweet. I only know that there is no pain in the world; It's gold and silvery white, but when I saw jealousy and black heart, I didn't know there was a blue sky above my head.

If life is just like first sight, autumn wind, sadness, painting a fan, etc. But people's hearts are so old that they change easily. This is a sunny night, half a tear, and the bell will never complain, but it is like a blessing in disguise.

Thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away. The scenery is fine, there is no mutual sympathy!

Beauty is far away, lovesickness is bitter, and it is hard to pay. Ten years of love and a hundred years of crossing, don't cut acacia, can't bear to care!

What should I do if the world slanders me, deceives me, humiliates me, laughs at me, belittles me, insults me and deceives me?

Only by forbearing him, letting him go, avoiding him, forbearing him, respecting him, ignoring him, and staying for a few more years, can you see him.

Where is a duckweed going? Shallow, long wave fluttering dream, heavy and conscious. Look at it on the clear stream, swimming coldly and dripping silently. Luan mirror jade bird beside the red wine, dying, gradually forget mr.zhou's fingers, I don't know how to think. Where Mo Wen falls, it hurts to fall and it's cool to stay.

Dust to dust, soil to soil, floating in the wind, dancing in the rain, even if we share the same bed, it is loess after all.

Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. If I knew it was difficult to fight, I would regret not keeping it. It's natural, upright and more unique. If you don't think about it for a day, you will frown a thousand times.

When I woke up drunk in the afternoon, I was a bamboo building with a loose window. Wild birds are coming, which is a general leisure. It's weird. It makes people want to go down. All the old allies are here, but the newcomers are nothing. Not talking?

Yun Qi Qianfeng, shower price. When the trees fall in the sun further away, how does the landscape produce a picture? Green slate sells wine, and there are others over there. As long as the mountains and rivers are splendid, nothing will happen this summer.

My feet are turning over the waves, and I am worried about the past and the present.

The number of articles in the world is xiaoxiang xiaoxiang articles in hometown, and the number of articles in hometown is in brother.

Zhang Taiyan, Zhang Taiyan, was the past green? Even if the strip is old, climb over other people's hands.

Empty negative lingyun talents, life never open-minded. Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come. A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner. Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station.

Life is a big dream. It's a cool autumn night. Maple leaves have been echoing in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows, serve wine on the temples, guests are often worried, the moon is less bright, and the Mid-Autumn Festival clouds are blocked. Who and * * * look at the north with a lonely light?

Playing sword and singing over Jingzhou, throwing red beans in the air. Where is the man of mountains and rivers? Chivalrous tenderness always causes sadness.

It's been a long month alone in the cold window, and it's raining on a silent spring night. I laugh in the wind, and mortals have different dreams.

Fengqi Cangwu, how do you know that you are not saving your strength? It will be a blockbuster one day. Dance for nine days!

The world out of my generation, into the rivers and lakes, someone reminded; Talking and laughing, drunk.

If you win, you will lose, and you will have a rest. Sorrow and hate are long. Drink today, get drunk tomorrow, and worry tomorrow.

However, how it relieves my heart! I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result.

Look at the sun and the moon that day; They were silent. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

That's it, mountains and rivers will never see each other again.

People and the sky are empty, why forget each other, why laugh and be surprised.

You don't know there is me in the world, and I don't know there is you in the world. Is it not clean? Seeing each other once in a while, not seeing each other for three years, hurts deeply. We would rather be heartless than heartless. Why bother? Why bother? I hope I have never met in my life. ...

Don't be happy when you do it, don't be ashamed of it; You must believe that the beauty in the world floats like a flying flower.

Last year, I spent a lot of money, but now it flies away like a butterfly.

Life has a certain fate, and when it doesn't end, everyone is wishful thinking. Even if there is nothing to do, people who are confused will be ignored, and people who are affectionate and righteous will only burst into tears. It's a pity that the dead may not know it, but this life is really endless. It is better to be ignorant than grass and stones, and to have a clean heart.

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.

Destiny meets, no chance to meet, the ends of the earth, I hope to remember each other; Knowing each other is lucky, but being together is not lucky. The sky is vast and the moon is bright, and it lasts forever.

Seeing each other late and falling in love too slowly, I am in a dilemma, whether I can go ashore in the future.

It's cold, it's cold, people are old, and the world is crying, so my heart is empty and I can't let it go until dawn, which illuminates my tears and dries my dreams. My heart is broken and I can't forget my sadness step by step. More lonely than loneliness. It's more vague than leaving you to take care of it This is doomed to be more painful than disappointing my concern.

The heart is moving, but it feels far away. Things are not human, not everything is wrong, and the past cannot be traced.

Everything has gone too far, and fate is doomed to end early.

The vast sea of people, I am very lucky to meet you!

If I speak first, will life go smoothly as usual?

Maybe it's the marriage in the last life, maybe it's the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life will only increase the fruitless hatred.

Human nature is as deep as the sea, less than half of lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.

Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

Why sentimental, why spoony. If flowers were sentimental, they would have withered long ago.

If people are sentimental and haggard. ...

People in the end of the world, why not haggard. A golden bottle of wine, why not?

Drunk to see others in pairs,

It's better than no one playing with tears in the dark.

If fate is superfluous, put it into separation; If goodbye is unnecessary, try to be ruthless.

I can't hear you either. Silence is better than sound. It's all telepathy It should be wonderful Sanskrit.

Affection is strong, love is strong, how do you know that HongLing is wrong, Qian Shan has its own joys and sorrows, and Xun Mei will never look back in the end.

The world is the world, there is no need to be careful;

People are people, there is no need to be a man deliberately.

It is high for the governor to save trouble and endure things, and it is a blessing to respect others and make people tolerant.

Chivalrous men should not marry lightly, and beautiful women should not marry lightly, lest they commit suicide for me.

People have become different. Today is not yesterday, and autumn is the same. People are empty and thin.

I'm not you, and I don't know Iraq from him. It's okay to come and go. I am very sad and happy, and I also said that I am very close and intimate. It used to be boring, but now it's boring in retrospect!

You give me a tear, and I see all the oceans in your heart. One day goes by every year, and one autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and the other is sad, the other is lying on the couch, and the other is looking for a group of acquaintances in his dreams all his life. He will know each other for a while, and he will sing for a while.

It's still cold in the shadows, and it's still cold in the water. In the dream, silk and bamboo sing softly outside the building, outside the mountain, and the outsiders have not returned to the wild goose. Looking back, it's too early to forget Sichuan and Qin. Tears are all over my shirt, my shoulders are rustling, and the flute is cold. Where is the river in the paddle?