Classic ancient discourse

A summary of classic ancient sayings (selected 90 sentences)

The character is pure and pure, and it can be seen that reading is like snow for life after life. My longing will last forever, just looking forward to your beautiful face day and night. The following article is an ancient style of discourse that I recommend for everyone. You can refer to it.

1. A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone.

2. The dream has gone with the wind and the flowers have faded, and I am light and careless. Thousands of drunken cups are filled with empty cries of blood, and withered pens are sealed away without memory of you. Looking back on the vicissitudes of life thousands of miles away, I shed tears after thinking about it. Coming here and returning to Huangquan Road, if you don't drink Meng Po, you will forget this life. Come back.

3. The onset of illness makes the hair fade. Lying down and watching the waning moon on the window screen. Fry the cardamom tips into water and do not use them as tea. It is good to relax with poems and books on the pillow, and the scenery in front of the door is beautiful when the rain comes. Borrowing from many people all day long, mignonette.

4. The feeling of sadness, the eyebrows are raised, don’t dream about the dim smoke. If you have no faith in the phase, you will lose your beauty, and the swans will return from thousands of mountains. Leaning on the lantern, we meet each other in sorrow, and our hearts are locked in all kinds of grudges. The stars are shaking and the flowing water is wandering, and I bow my head to be drunk by the moonlight.

5. The ink falls and the propaganda is lost, and the book is hopeless. I once leaned against the railing and talked with you, smiling as gently as jade, but later I became sneered by the devil in my heart and my heart became cold.

6. Long-cherished wishes are hazy and difficult to write down. Who hesitates in the mortal world when asking about love? Under the moon, remember your feelings silently. Gently lift up those unforgettable and scarred footprints, step on the tip of the pen, and reveal the vicissitudes of life. We met a few months ago, but now, the beauty and beauty are falling, and the faint fragrance spreads across the streets. The posture is vaguely the same as yesterday. Thousands of stacks of plain paper have become inscriptions, but the writing is lonely and lonely. The hustle and bustle of the city is getting far away, and there is no persistence. Let's thank Chunhong and Qianfeng again when they come to the pavilion. Expecting, wandering, deep and lonely.

7. Life is a dream, a white cloud and a gray dog. Wrong, wrong, right, right and wrong, grudges and grudges. In the end, the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without a trace.

8. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and I was in a trance. I sent a song to you, no matter who was gathered or separated at the end of the song.

9. I spent all my energy to meet you in my lifetime. It was only on this day that I discovered that I had breathed air.

10. You are a humble mortal, but your heart is toward the sky. Instead of spending every day in vain, it is better to work hard!

11. Facing the wind, chasing the light, eyes burning.

12. Gaze at the moon and ask, do you remember? The fragrance of ink on a piece of paper has clear whose eyes? Whose sight is blurred by the fragments of a curtain? A beautiful encounter cannot draw a beautiful circle. Why is love so thin and shallow? He closed his eyes and sighed softly. The petals fell from the branches, and the willow silk fluttered lightly, breaking the sadness all over the ground.

13. The embroidered curtain is vast and vast. Sleeping heavily, trapped in delicate waves. The jade face is left with hidden pillow marks, and the hairpin-headed swallow is slanted by the greasy clouds. Dreams come and go for no reason. The rouge falls, the boundary is broken and the bee yellow is shallow. After meeting the green servant girl and making love, there is no limit to the love within an inch of my heart.

14. A lonely boat, resting on the Ba Bridge, staring at the horizon, misty clouds and water, wet clothes with morning dew, the first break of dawn, silent lovesickness, carried on the eyebrows.

15. On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight. On the top of the willow tree, people meet after dusk. On the first night of the new year, the moon and lights are still there. Seeing people from last year, my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.

16. If you see a beautiful person, you will never forget it. The sun has disappeared, and I think about it like crazy. Flying soaring, seeking phoenix from all over the world. Naijia is here, not on the east wall. The music is played on the piano, and the words are written from the heart. Seeing Xu Xi every day comforts my hesitation. Words match virtue, and we join hands to help each other. If I get the chance to fly, I will perish. ——Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Qiuhuang·Qin Song"

17. The falling flowers have already danced before the wind. Send evening rain. Come to the courtyard and it will be half red. There is a hairspring, and the clear sky curls thousands of feet.

18. Those whose qualities are often regarded as superior to those who are ministers and concubines will increase their shame. Those who enjoy themselves as if they are not as good as their concubines will feel resentful and self-absorbed.

19. If there is a person who loves you more than my concubine and is willing to die for you, then let her die and I will love you.

20. I think many things are like this. A good beginning may not necessarily end well. I wanted to hold my son's hand and grow old with him, but I didn't want to. The king holds the harp and bow, and I cut off my concubine like a string.

21. A gentleman uses frugality to overcome difficulties. The lives of concubines are limited, but human knowledge is infinite.

22. Thousands of people come to the peak to look for the pagoda. They hear the rooster crow and see the sun rise. Afraid of floating clouds covering my eyes, just because I am at the highest level. —Song Dynasty. Wang Anshi's "Climbing Feilai Peak"

23. You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls. Your lingering love is tied in a red ruffle. There are high-rise buildings and gardens in the house, and the beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light. Your intentions are like the sun and the moon, and your oaths are like life and death. Jun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we could not meet again when we were not married. ——Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman" Literally, this is a sad and beautiful poem, and Zhang Ji's intention in writing this poem was to decline the recruitment of Li Shidao from Fangfan Town.

24. The reds are gone and the greens are diminishing, the fluffy and round pieces are broken, and the remaining lotus in several acres is fragrant and cold. In the red summer, the wild geese fly to the cool air, the rain drops thousands of times, and the mandarin ducks disappear without a trace. The flies are misty, the cicadas are mournful, and the autumn pond in the half garden is a sad scene. Lian Yu's dew spreads in the west wind, and the green clouds go away, leaving only clear dreams.

25. The time is just right, I have already forgotten you.

26. If you could turn back time, could you say you love me earlier?

27. After we said goodbye, I had a few misty dreams, holding hands as if they were nothing, and tears splashing on the flowers.

28. Eventually, weak water will replace the vast sea, and I will send my lovesickness to Wushan again.

29. This is my heart, where everything grows miraculously. Later, when you came here for a walk, it was barren and barren.

30. Cultivate my war sword, kill for nine days, sprinkle my blood, and move forward indomitably. With a sword in hand, the clouds move in all directions, let me ask the world, who is the hero? Thousands of tribulations, hundreds of lifetimes of troubles, eternity has passed in a blink of an eye. Immortal body, immortal soul, shocking the past and the present, unrivaled!

31. Like is not born from experience. It is like waves hitting the shore. It has almost arrived when it sets off. Love is because of a person’s personality strength, or it can be Because he is riddled with wounds, these are not important or relevant. As long as I love him, that is enough.

32. You have left long ago, but your voice still lingers in my ears. In the blurred boundary between life and death, can I find your true voice...

33. She walked through the willows on the embankment and the small ferry at sunset. The scenery was still as gentle as in the past, but the river , never look back.

34. Holding the old man in hand, imprisoning time and space, suddenly reaching the end of the world. At both ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.

35. The clouds are light and the wind is gentle, the dark stars and the waning moon comfort me for a lifetime of sadness. The pale paper and sharp pen tip relieve my lifetime of wandering. Walking to the song, smiling again and again, one cloud, one wind, one star, one month, one piece of paper, one stroke, one person, one world. Facing the prosperous world, when I wake up from the dream, there is only sadness, no words for a long time, who will Who will accompany me in this world, and who will relieve my sorrow?

36. He said that the so-called acquaintance is just a period of time. He will protect you from life to death, and the sword will be dumb. Down.

37. That day, it was raining heavily in the south of the Yangtze River. The falling raindrops seem to be lingering, weeping, and complaining, a pitiful scene. I don't need to hold an umbrella. The continuous rain cannot penetrate my heart.

38. Flowers fly away from the world, and the building becomes empty when people leave. Who will feel the pain for the flowers falling in the dream?

39. Xiao Xiaofan’s flowers have nothing to do with you, and you can tolerate your reputation in the mortal world.

40. After years in the world, people become thinner and their hair turns white like snow. The sword is broken and the beauty dies, and the floating life is like a dream and cannot look back.

41. Now, with the green silk tied up and listening to the bamboo bells, I feel as if I have not heard the sigh from another life.

42. Take off the spring clothes and make autumn tea. The sandalwood smoke curls up and the chrysanthemums make even thinner people thin. The fermentation of the wine is fragrant. The east wind will come as soon as it comes, and the mountain rain will come as soon as it comes. It will not be extinguished by the blowing and the rain. The light in my hand for you.

43. Spring breeze picture scroll, hundreds of miles of pomegranate fire, I am obsessed with the scenery to draw ink.

44. 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.

45. When the fate is over, who will see the old friend? On the road to Pingzhou, the words are half-clear, the passersby are far away, the dusk is raining, the lights are knocked down and thousands of families are abandoned.

46. The flowers have fallen, the wind has risen, and the phoenix has flown.

47. The land is so majestic and thousands of miles away, divided into half a jing in the middle, each one high. It is connected to Bailing Mountain in the south and the beautiful Tianchi Lake, and the black water in the north is beautiful Xu Tao.

48. Whose shocking side confuses whose eyes, and for whom a song is played that captivates the world, cutting off the obsessed person’s thoughts and past, getting lost in the past, but it’s just madness, I got drunk, who watched the fireworks with me, and sat alone in melancholy.

49. Deeper or shallower, the warmth of the fleeting years can be touched by the heart; thicker or lighter, the intimate warmth is the unchanging thing in time.

50. The rain falls and the heart falls, the autumn memories are ruthless, the morning rain and the red longing wet whose eyes? Whose memory is cold? Whose love did you steal? Whose heart did you steal?

51. The picturesque country and mountains are not as beautiful as your beauty.

52. The fallen leaves gathered and dispersed, and the jackdaws roosted again.

53. You and I are separated by long peaks and valleys, and we will never leave you.

54. The young master is guilty, and every frown and smile catches my heart.

55. You always say that it is too cold to be at high places, so I will give up my country to please you.

56. Butterfly locked in the sea. Is it true that butterflies cannot fly across the sea after all? Still, butterflies don’t have to fly across the sea. I break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly. I don’t want to be reborn or go to nirvana, nor do I need to fly across the sea. I just want to meet you. Even if my wings are broken and my life is broken, I will drown in your arms.

57. The falling snowflakes are flying all over the sky, expressing thoughts and concerns, and will always be an unchanging heart.

58. Who does it mean to have tears of rouge, to be drunk for a hundred days, to guard an empty city alone?

59. I have been disappointed for a long time, so I no longer have extravagant hopes until it becomes despair.

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

61. The sound of Qiang is thin and the world of mortals changes who leans on the railing and who bends down.

62. Turn around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Would you like to save me in the next life? ——Ye Xiaodao "Song of the Drunken Immortal"

63. This love lasts forever and will never end. Zhang Qiling, I love you.

64. Those prosperity and sorrow will eventually become a thing of the past, please don’t despair, greatness is for the most beautiful soul-stirring.

65. The lonely pear blossoms are light in their beauty, drifting quietly into the painting with the wind.

66. I am the only one in heaven and on earth.

67. The Jimo fireworks, the actor's heartless dilemma of love and hate; the cherry blossoms fall, and the love and hatred sinks into the Western Mountains at dusk. Suddenly looking back, the song ends and everyone disperses, who is still dancing with silk and satin, sighing softly, tears flowing like water. The scenes are left with regrets, and the little work is as it should be. Who still stops to accompany me, hoping in vain, the time is already getting late. If you can avoid seeing, encountering, waiting, and looking, you will never be in love, never miss, never get tired, and never get bored. With tears in my mouth, I can't sleep, and a faded cool smoke has passed.

68. I am the nightmare that you have endless dreams about in this life, but I will never smile for a hundred days.

69. The passage of time is like water, carrying a season of deep thoughts, chanting a heartfelt message, and writing a piece of paper about obsessions. Send the thoughts of a peach into the fleeting years, dancing like a flower in bloom. Compose a song of joy, a scene of lingering pity, I just want to be accompanied by the deepest words. Twist a piece of poetry, write a book full of painting, bathe in the wind of Tang poems, bathe in the rain of Song poems, have a drink and sing the wind and the moon in pleasure, just for the promises of the past to settle in the sea of ??my heart. Looking across the screen, my longing has not diminished, and I am keeping my peace alone

70. I use my sentimentality to exchange for my one-minute smile.

71. Who can laugh away the misery for ten years and sing for a thousand miles?

72. You have never seen me drifting in the dust for several lifetimes, growing old while waiting.

73. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely.

74. Do you know? I am attached to the world of mortals only because of you. I am only in love with one person among the three thousand prosperous people. I don’t want to overwhelm the country and the city, just to devote my heart to you.

75. Quotations from Ai Shang: Painting boats and listening to the rain, apricot blossoms in deep lanes. Twenty-Four Bridge, on a moonlit night, this shore is beautiful. Three points enter the painting, seven points return to the heart. The feathers ascend to the peach petals of the fairy stream, and the years pass by on the other side.

76. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are filled with dust, and I sigh and miss my hometown for a long time. My old friend is old and his hair is stained with frost.

I miss parting, but parting hurts.

77. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song.

78. May your wings be full and safe. I will wait for you until the summer when you and I get married.

79. The roosting bird returns home late when tired, looking and looking forward to each other. Winter passes and spring comes early, and the stars fall silently.

80. Just remembering you makes me miss you.

81. Look at the sun and moon in the sky, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation.

82. If you hurt her even a little bit for my own sake, I will slaughter your whole family. If you hurt her even a little bit for the sake of the world, I will slaughter everyone in the world!

83. Thousands of joys and thousands of drunkenness, the idle people in the world are immortals.

84. Spring brings continuous rain, and peach blossoms bloom one after another. The flowers are falling and the fragrant green grass is blooming, and people come to the Yaotai where they are suspicious.

85. Just looking back at you makes me miss you. Looking at the vicissitudes of the world from a distance, I don’t know what you are thinking.

86. The moss-mottled memories come as the paths dodge, and the girl from the south of the Yangtze River with green temples is fragrant in the calligraphy, dancing with the feelings of ice and snow and the grace of butterfly feathers, a thousand years of poetry. Not old, just like my lovesickness, with a collection of thin words and flowing ancient poems, the long and leisurely ancient rhyme.

87. Your taste is brewed into tea, and I still recall the events of the Tang and Song Dynasties, with a little cinnabar in my heart.

88. Falling in love with you requires courage to leave and protect me.

89. The rain of pear blossoms woke up the dream of the banana tree in just one night, disturbing the maple leaves and dyeing them red. The plum blossoms were inlaid on the acacia branches, slightly showing the coldness. Cool feelings.

90. I missed the ancient meaning of Chang'an, and missed the flowering period in Luoyang. I saw you crossing the water in a orchid boat among the calla lilies in Gusu.