Classic and beautiful ancient sentences

I know you are not afraid of life and death, but I am. The following are 85 beautiful ancient sentences that I recommend for everyone. You are welcome to read them. I hope they will be helpful to you.

1. The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

2. You said that the mandarin ducks were playing in the water and playing in the pond. Later, the awning shook the dream and played the sad music.

3. Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, was still green in the past and is still here today. I only want to break your hand.

4. The autumn wind comes one night, and the branches wither and everything withers. The clouds are high and light, the water is shallow and the shore is sparkling. Leaves pave the deserted path, and cold vines write stone bridges. I am a guest in the pavilion, my mind is far away and I am at ease.

5. A feather coat is dyed with the fragrance of a tree, and the moonlight on both sleeves speaks of peerless elegance.

6. Listen to a winter love song and look forward to the most beautiful encounter. A flower from the south of the Yangtze River plants a thread of love. Here, I miss your eyes and your beauty.

7. The elegant and ancient style is searching, deserted, and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm or cold. How can two glasses of light wine defeat him? The wind comes late and the wind blows. It's past, I'm sad, but it's an old acquaintance. Rehmannia flowers pile up. Damn, no one deserves to be picked off now. Looking out of the window, how can I be alone in the dark? Tong Geng and drizzle, until dusk, bit by bit. How come the word "sorrow" is so good?

8. There is love and infatuation in the world, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

9. When we meet again, I will not cry. I will only prove to you that I can live a good life without you.

10. A minister and concubine who does not understand the king is like a night that does not understand the white of the day; a king who does not understand his concubines is like a day who does not understand the darkness of the night.

11. From now on, we will not owe each other anything. I allow you to have a pack of cigarettes a day, and I also allow you to have a beautiful girl by your side every day.

12. I am too lazy to talk about the past, the dim moon is still there, the wind is gently shaking the leaves, rustling the early autumn dusk, and I miss the strangers and send my sorrow, who can comfort me, my mind is thin, the night is still young, who can't sleep, The bright moon sheds tears quietly, no one is with me, thinking may have broken, the black hair turns into snow late, I see the flowers without thanking them when I see them, don’t forget to do anything when I am so obsessed, I can’t find it in a thousand cities, the road is reincarnation, I forget the river but don’t forget the love, I cry to myself , No matter how we think about each other, we will not forget each other, and our hearts will be destroyed. In the end, we will never become unfeeling, and we will not let go.

13. The pink and white are pale, people are sad, the tears of beauty are on the red lips, half-life infatuation is finally gone, the heart is cold, seeing things and thinking about people is hurt, but the love is knotted, the smile is full of tears , I once recalled the gentle hometown of the past, I couldn't escape, I missed you; I didn't wait for you, my deep love was nowhere to be thought of, but I was sad for both love and hate. I was willing to have a dream so close to me and the end of the world, and mourn for the rest of my life without waking up or sleeping.

14. Writing about the fleeting years, burning paper, smelling the fragrance of ink, pouring mellow wine, and getting drunk with the setting sun; the west wind is slightly cool, and it merges into the vastness, and the red dust gathers, dyeing the loneliness. Cang Jia Jia, looking across the horizon at dusk; under the tree in front of the case, your whole life's beauty is poured out.

15. It is you who lights a lamp to illuminate my long journey; it is you who writes a stroke of ink and expresses drunkenness and tenderness for me. It's you, in the distance, gently playing the ancient rhyme of the piano for me.

16. Beautiful ancient rhyme Beautiful ancient rhyme The rain washes away the wind and dew in the blue sky, and the two stars outside the clouds reunite for the first time. The building is empty at night, and the moon is jealous and whispering in the corridor. Standing still, standing still, not like last year's mood.

17. The bead curtain is rolled up, conveying sadness, and the drunken wind in the sky reflects the tall building. My eyes are filled with stars and moon in the blue sky, and my soul is far away from my heart. The nights are as cool as water, and the depth of spring is like early autumn. Shao Meng is haunted by the soul, the poetry is confusing, and the meaning is profound.

18. You are not a concubine in the blue waves of mountains and rivers.

19. The butterfly disappeared without a trace, and a candle burned down the concubine.

20. Your lovesickness always makes you want to run away, while your concubine is waiting for your love in confusion.

21. I want to know how long you can go without contacting me.

22. I have nothing but my concubine in the distance, so I move forward desperately.

23. Time tells me that I have passed the age of being unreasonable and it is time to be sensible.

24. If you can’t stay with me for a long time, just ignore me.

25. How many days will the peach blossom be fragrant? Only a trace of memory remains in my heart. A curtain falls colorfully, and the thoughts like wings have flown far away. The human face is still the same, the flowers are still the same, the spring breeze is not there, how can it reflect the red?

26. The wealth is like water, and the wealth is like spring. The sail is intact, and the Yangtze River encounters the spring breeze overnight.

27. The seal of the Marquis is not seen in Maoling, and the sky is crying towards the autumn waves.

28. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.

This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"?

29. The flowers have fallen, the children have not swept away the house, the orioles are singing, and the mountain guests are still sleeping.

30. After removing her armor, taking off her sword, and returning to the fields to burn tea, may I ask where she is?

31. Ink blue and white, the endless blue silk becomes frost. The zither and zither are mournful, playing constant resentment and melancholy.

32. When we are drunk and forget each other, why should we stay together and send them to our spring dreams from afar?

33. Not remembering the past, weeping lowly, and floating in a dream are inherently impermanent.

34. In the misty rain on the lake, the colorful clothes and feathers are dancing, and the men are stealing the elm trees. Is there anything you can fall in love with?

35. Time has passed for thousands of years, but it still carries its breath of youth, walking in the endless river, flowers bloom and fade, the years change, the world changes, the stars change, time is always immortal, interpreting the myth There were gatherings and separations one after another, singing one song after another before everyone left.

36. Bai Qi opened her cheeks slightly and smiled, and her spiritual eyes flashed into her heart. Innocent speculation about pure love, spring has passed and autumn is coming.

37. The gentle and gentle woman came from the spring flowers, but left silently in the early summer wind.

38. I have seen the joy in this world come one after another, and I hope you will return slowly covered with glory.

39. The stars in the sky fall in your eyes, and there are traces of my love for you.

40. Xiaolian has not yet explained the nature of the mind. Crazy like the bottom pillar of a zither string. The clouds on my face are just beginning to wake up from the wine, and the moon on my eyebrows makes me want to leave.

41. Xiaosheng asked himself that the girl is the only one in his heart. If he can join hands with the girl for the rest of his life, he should regard the girl as a treasure.

42. It should only be that when the golden bamboo shoots secretly, the clothes will be stained with tears.

43. As soon as the song comes out, the floating life has not stopped, the love is deep like a cancer, and the fate is shallow and the wind and moon are dead.

44. Xiaosheng is not yet bright in the East. Although he is not charming, he is still eye-catching. Although he is not proficient in all six arts, he is well-informed and knowledgeable. Although he is not rich enough to rival the country, he is well-fed. I have admired your beauty and talent for a long time, but my love for you is hard to control. Now I dare to invite you, and allow me to be your husband and son-in-law by your side, to protect you with all my heart, to look after you when we sleep and eat, and to stay together until we grow old.

45. A little smoke condenses, and the tea rhymes become notes. It's like smelling the water-like fragrance in your eyes, which is fresh, bright, hopeful, and quiet. This smell arouses the passion in the eyes and twists the thoughts in the mind, which lingers endlessly with the words.

46. When fantasy and reality are in opposition, pain is raging. Either be knocked down by it or trample on it. We can't change the environment so we have to change ourselves.

47. Let’s look at the wealth and splendor three times. In the end, the walls in front of the palace are astonishing and cracked, and they are as desolate as before. ——He Han's "Li Sao"

48. Fish swim in the stream and drink in the mountains, birds make nests, apricots fly, moss is on the quiet road, warm sunshine shines on the east, green silk hangs around the shoreline, and there is a slight blue ripple. Drifting in the river, the cuckoo cries blood to wait for the orioles to spring, the willow sleeps, dances and bends its waist, the explanation is bright red, the red medicine makes up the makeup, the smoke locks the calamus leaves with thousands of shadows, the wine on the lake, the drunken breeze.

49. I also heard it. Silence is better than sound. It’s all from the heart. It should be the wonderful Sanskrit sound.

50. The wind suddenly picks up and blows a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands. The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice. ——Feng Yansi's "Visiting Kinmen"

51. Your startling glance has softened my time, but also made me lonely.

52. The phoenix flowers blooming in the courtyard are just like him, with irresistible brilliance. The husband passes through the hoarseness, and the fan blocks the wind and sand. When he turns around, the drizzle outside the window stretches and touches a touch of cinnabar.

53. Does anyone collect the scenery you pass by for you?

54. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed.

55. An inch of lovesickness, an inch of ashes, who takes the fleeting time and messes up the life.

56. I would rather we never forget each other. I hope we will never forget each other.

57. A husband is not without tears and will not shed them during separation.

58. Cold autumn, cold morning, cold frost, cold fallen leaves; warm feelings, warm feelings, warm people, warm years.

59. The fallen leaves have ruined whose words, and the autumn wind has swept away whose longing.

60. Broken walls send dreams, half-life fate is destroyed.

61. The fate of the world is always like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be sentimental, for love will hurt yourself.

62. A woman who is afraid of the cold must have a cold heart.

63. That curtain of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is forever long, and that woman, as elegant as a lotus, is holding an oil umbrella and Suparo silk, her clothes are flying, and she is coming with Pingpingtingting’s steps. Melting into the rain curtain, I encountered a romantic tragedy, which made me feel lonely.

64. The tranquility is as peaceful as before, and the longing is as longing as yesterday. Close your eyes and sniff, the flowers will bloom undefeated. The time is peaceful, the time is flowing, sleeping with you, the years are warm.

65. On the side of the water, I wish to wear the fragrance of lotus, ride on an orchid boat, paddle across the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty, pass through the wind of the Tang Dynasty and the rhyme of the Song Dynasty, and find you by the vast misty West Lake!

66. His black and white eyes were dyed red, and he fell down. There is only one thought in my soul, which is to go home.

67. The smell of wind spread to the plain paper stretched on the table. Dye lightly with ink, blend with the breeze, and fill the paper with fragrance. The breeze in June is like a cool spring, nourishing the whole heart and fragrant the inkstone.

68. The purple bamboo shakes, and the scattered shadows scatter; the Chu Taiyue hangs on the horizon, and many things are turned into a joke.

69. If you give me a hosta, I will tie your hair long. Wash away all the lead, and from now on, the sunset will be over the horizon.

70. Longing turns into feathers and tears are covered with cinnabar. Who has been missed in Chang'an in this life; Yi Leng's fireworks recite poems and paintings, and who has been lost in the romance.

71. The willows are beautiful, and the peach blossoms are fragrant. The wind blows into the curtains and only makes the clothes smell fragrant.

72. The nine-bend Yellow River, the bright moon among the flowers, the blue sky falling over the yellow spring, will rest until death.

73. When you become successful and famous, who will spend time before the moon and regret teaching your husband to seek a title? I am already a flower of yesterday.

74. When you are so proud, whoever you want to marry will be dressed in red. Fame and fortune are hard to resist. I have been married to the wrong person.

75. I just loaded up the live ammunition and walked on the road, only to find that the place I stepped on was a cliff.

76. When my hair is waist-length, a small carved window is lightly opened, and the bright moon and clear breeze sometimes come, and I read the west wing without sleep on a spring night. When the time comes, my hair will be waist-length, my black eyebrows will be painted with red makeup in an ancient mirror, and my face will be as beautiful as jade, and I will be as beautiful as a flower. When my hair is waist long, the willows on the broken bridges of the white embankment will be used to make clothes, the rain master wants to make a matchmaker, and a flat boat will be used to cross the green grass. When my hair is as long as my waist, I will look like a phoenix in Sima Xiling, my red makeup will be wrapped in the snow of a thousand years, and the hands carrying my son will be as exposed as frost. When my hair is waist-length, my bed will be made of red jade, and the tent will be darkened by red candles, and I will have a good night and a good dream. When my hair is waist-long, the bamboos and sedges in the green house are used as rafters, the horses are herded in the southern mountains and the chrysanthemums are raised on the east fence, and the children's words are played on the flute. When my hair is waist long, my wedding day will be like a dream, and I only want to stay together forever in this life, with silver hair like frost and red makeup.

77. Even if I eat up all the Wangyousan in this world, it will still be just a dream in my youth.

78. Take advantage of the red clouds to support Nong’s residual dream, unable to fly and hanging outside.

79. Some prosperity and sadness will eventually become a thing of the past. Please don’t be disappointed. Ordinary life is for the most beautiful soul-stirring purpose.

80. The fragrance is added to the smoked quilt, and the lean muscles are still timid and icy.

81. The old wine is newly opened. I hold the bottle and drink alone. Whose old words are whispered between life and death.

82. Who allowed you to shine in the world despite the blood and flying sand? Who wrote this piece of music that captured the moonlight when the rivers and mountains collapsed.

83. The incense of the jade stove and the tears of red wax illuminate the autumn thoughts of the painted hall.

84. The bronze mirror is flawless, and it has long been forgotten that the bustling moment and the endless noise are just a mirage. They argue endlessly and live up to the splendor of spring. Whose smile will send the world away.

85. The wine in the cup means what you say. I hope you will have no more hesitations in the rest of your life, and I hope that I will not be sad or happy in this life.