Couple short sentences: one left and one right ancient style (provocative ancient style love story+ancient style head)

30 ancient love stories+ancient customs

1. White tea is nothing but waiting for the wind and you. Sake is boring alone, and I dream about you in my dream.

2. I climbed over the mountain and waded through the water, and saw that everything was restored and continued. Now the mountain is you and the water is you.

Third, you see how beautiful the mountains and rivers are and how gentle the stars are, just like your eyes.

Fourth, devote my life to make you an invincible city; Give you a dream that will never wake up.

5. You don't know the strength of wine until you are drunk, and you don't know the weight until you love it.

I want to know you, and I will live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, the winter thunder bursts, the summer rain and snow, and the heavens and the earth are combined, so you dare to be with you!

7. "What is a partner?" "daily necessities, wooden fence." "Can you be more specific?" "Rough tea and light rice, hand in hand." "Can you be more specific?" "With you."

Eight, long-term love that never leaves, never give up.

Nine, I hope someone will accompany you to see the flaming flowers, and I hope someone will accompany you to see the plain white gauze.

Ten, the sky is not old, it is difficult to get rid of it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Eleven, mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.

12. 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.

Thirteen, just because I think you are looking back, it reminds me of your dynasty and dusk.

Fourteen, turn around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?

15. Everyone says that I love Chang 'an alone, but I don't know that I only love so-and-so in Chang 'an.

Sixteen, what is missing? Sun, moon, stars, rain in the wilderness. Can you be specific? Rivers and lakes. Can you be more specific? Everything is yours, and there is nothing to hide.

Seventeen, there are only three people who are satisfied with themselves: day, month and Qing. Sunrise in the east, the moon sets in the west wing, holding your hand and your bald head.

Eighteen, burning peach blossoms, three thousand prosperous, but it seems that there is only one person in the world.

Nineteen, flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Twenty, there is no basis for right or wrong in the world. Since ancient times, there have been many infatuated people, but you are the country and I am the king.

Twenty-one, the wind is blowing, the water is full, and the bell is ringing in the cornice pavilion. Remember when you looked back and smiled, the whole city was fragrant for a hundred days.

Twenty-two, a bustling place, find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden house, lay a bluestone path, and feel at ease with you in the morning.

Twenty-three, the vast space and time, the vast sea of people, meet you, don't forget.

24. May the snow and ice disappear beyond the Great Wall, and the moonlit night is not cold. I will wait for you to come back, and my hair will turn white.

Twenty-five, choose a city to die, meet a person with a white head, hold a curtain dream, live a beautiful life, write a farewell speech, say a dream to sleep, I will imprison you all my life, choose one person to love deeply, wait for one person to die, be infatuated with one person, stay for a long time, break a string and sing a song, and I will abandon everything and spend the day together.

Twenty-six, even if it is beyond redemption, even if I miss you deeply, I will treat you with the same eyebrow eye, and the years will remain the same.

Twenty-seven, Qian Shan in my life, let you say goodbye. Nothing in the world is nosy except life and death.

Twenty-eight, time is quiet, talking to you; The trickle of water is with you in the year; Prosperous, you are old.

Twenty-nine, there is no reason, but I think you look good and smell good, so you are happy. I'll be happy if you come for a while.

Thirty, willing to write abandoned flower houses. From now on, I will leave the classics and change my way, just for you.